The (Other) Nephilim

Chapter Twenty-Nine

A/N: Hey, yeah, sorry for being gone so long, I just was really not up to writing. But now I'm back, and soooooo glad I'm finally working on this. Also, I was thinking of making a crossover between Supernatural and Chilling Adventures of Sabrina where Jack goes to Greendale and kinda gets sucked into the plot. (Very similar with how Lucas is going along with the plot in this story). If you guys like that idea, or have any others you want to suggest me writing, feel free to leave it in the comments or message me about it! On with the story!

Later that night, after the rest of the hunters had gone home, Bobby and Cas stayed around to talk about Mary with Sam, while Dean and I sat alone together in his room. He offered me a drink. I initially said no, because I'm still underage, but ended up taking a sip from his flask so that neither of us would feel bad. I scowled at the taste -- he hadn't told me it was whiskey -- and dry gagged. That got Dean to laugh, so I felt a bit better. Eventually he made his way out the door, saying he needed to go for a drive. So I made my way to my room and hit the hay. Maybe, by some miracle, I could dream up a way to help my cousin.

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In a quiet factory somewhere, Jack Kline sat on a crate, stuck thinking about Mary Winchester. "I wish you were here," he croaked. "Mom... I need you to tell me what to do."

From above, a voice familiar to him spoke out. "Well," the form of Lucifer, Jack's father, held out his arms in a shrugging manner. "Next best thing."

"You're just in my head," Jack snapped at him. "I'm making you up."

"Or," Lucifer interjected, now standing floor-level with him. "You see me because you know I tell you the truth."

"No."

"Hmm. And by the way, buddy. Um. I'm real. You're part of my DNA. I'm locked in your head and your heart forever."

"I'm not listening to you."

"Oh, so what are you gonna do, you gonna pine away for Mommy and the Winchesters? Only they -- they never loved you. You're nothing to them. You're just their -- you're just a little pet monster. Their muscle."

"No," Jack insisted. "They'll understand about... what happened."

"Are you out of your mind?"

"I'll explain it to them. It was an accident. And I tried to bring her back, and... they've made mistakes, too."

Lucifer was staring at him with a face that was a mix of disgust and disbelief. "Okay. Dude..." He walked over and leaned in front of him. "They hate you. Okay? They don't even want you for a pet anymore. The minute you started acting up they replaced you with that Lucas kid. Just like Michael took my place as dear ol' Dad's favorite once I started doing things my way. Like father like son, eh? From here on out, you're all you got. Well, and me. Especially me."

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The next day, even after Dean, Sam, and Castiel had gotten back from checking on a possible lead on Jack, Lucas was still sleeping. The didn't worry about it too much, and Dean assured them that he was just being a lazy teenager -- not that he had any school to tire him out nowadays. Cas took off, saying that he needed to check in on things in Heaven, and Dean lead Sam to the storage room to discuss his plan.

"I didn't want it to come to this, either. But I know that that kid's head's not on right," he explained. "And now that Heaven has its hooks in him, we don't have a choice."

Sam interrupted, "Wait, come to what? What are you talking about?"

"Stopping Jack. Once and for all."