Sidewalk. Immediate aftermath. Our Intrepid Heroes are still gawping at the impressive smear of Russo guts now staining the asphalt until Dean realizes one of Russo's ads has been affixed to the back of the bus that splattered him. "Check it out!" Dean giggles. Sam unleashes yet another of his Massive Bitchfaces. "Too soon?" Dean wonders. "Yeah, Dean," Sam prissily sniffs, "I'm pretty sure six seconds is too soon." Heh. Sam shakes his shaggy mane around for a bit before he idly glances across the street at a restaurant undergoing renovations, and wouldn't you know it? There's Atropos staring back at him through one of the windows! What are the odds? "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" You'll have to excuse Raoul. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He still hasn't recovered from the bus incident. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" So, I guess I'll just keep going without him? "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Okay, then.
"I think I saw her!" Sam excitedly blurts, jabbing his finger in the direction of the now-vacant window. "Fate?" Dean asks. "What'd she look like?" Sam wrinkles his nose and realizes, "Kinda like a librarian." "Your kind of librarian," Dean wonders after the briefest of contemplative pauses, "or my kind of librarian?" "She was wearing clothes," Sam huffs, all offended because he's gone back to being an insufferable prude now that he's been reensoulled. Dean immediately heads off across the street to confront her, dragging an extremely reluctant Sam behind him. As neither of them has any connection to the Titanic, Dean reasons, they shouldn't have any problems with Atropos, right?
Wrong. The boys make with some more of their flashlight-fu in the restaurant's deserted dining area until Atropos freezes the scene, after which she opens every last gas outlet in the kitchen so that by the time Sam and Dean reanimate, the entire place is one gigantic fireball just waiting to happen. She also apparently swapped out their batteries while she was at it because the instant Our Intrepid Heroes start moving again, their flashlights fritz out, and Dean's forced to whip out his trusty Zippo. The lighter mysteriously refuses to catch until they've reached the kitchen's threshold, at which point the flint's spark ignites the flammable gas around them, and the resulting explosion hurls them straight into...
... the middle of a forest? Buh? Oh, sorry! Sorry, my bad -- it was actually My Sweet Baboo who swooped in at the last possible instant to yank his earthbound boyfriend and his earthbound boyfriend's enormous freak of a brother out of Chester to plop them back down on the other side of the planet in what Castiel calls "White Russia," so it seems like something crazy happened to the Russian Revolution as well in this episode's altered timeline. Anyway, once Sam and Dean have adjusted to the sudden and drastic change in scenery, the three have a little chat -- of course -- and long story short, Atropos has several Capital-I Issues with Our Intrepid Heroes thanks to their role in last season's abortive Apocalypse, foremost amongst them the fact that said abortive Apocalypse rendered her "obsolete," as My Sweet Baboo so succinctly puts it. As a result, Fate will likely not stop slaughtering Winchesters until the very last Winchester lies dead. Of course, Castiel suggests, the boys could rid themselves of Atropos by killing her, though they'd need one of Belthazor's special Heavenly weapons to do so. Mindful of Bobby's earlier admonitions regarding Ellen, Sam and Dean almost immediately agree to My Sweet Baboo's plan, and quickly prepare to offer themselves up as Fate Bait to draw Atropos out into the open.