What should have happened after "Who We Are" and why "War of the Worlds" should have been different.
Anyone else think it was weird that the boys didn't salt and burn the MOL bodies?
Sam and Dean had built more than their fair share of funeral pyres in their lives. They had a system down: chop the wood, build the frame, fill with brush.
For friends and loved ones, the bodies were carefully wrapped in clean sheets and packed strategically with table salt. Then they were carefully placed the platform, positioned so that if they were alive, they would be comfortable. Kerosene was poured all around the wood pile, but never directly on the honored dead. It was all these little things that showed their love and respect.
For monsters and the likes of Lady Toni Bevel or Arthur Ketch, the bodies were more or less dumped on top and doused with gas and road salt.
And so it was, Dean dragged Ketch up to the platform to drop him by Bevel, limbs flopped where they may. These people didn't even rate their own personal pyre.
Dean, ever the fire bug of the family, lit his books of matches to start the buring.
"Were you going to say anything for them?" Sam asked.
"Sure," Dean dropped the matchbook. "That'll teach you."
The pyre lit in a whoosh of flame.
On top, there was a flare of magic, glowing from inside Ketch's body. The Winchesters could just make out the bullet hole in the man's forehead close and become smooth skin. A newly resurrected Ketch sat up and started to scream as his clothes caught fire.
Sam and Dean both reflexively drew their pistols and unloaded the entire clip into the Man of Letters.
He fell back to the platform, once again a corpse.
Both men reloaded and kept their guns aimed at the bodies until the bodies were reduced to ash.
Sam and Dean looked at each other.
"Well, that was weird," said Dean.