Nova Winchester, the nephilim

in which it ends

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

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"Hey Nov, how you feelin' ?" I hear Sam ask me.

I groggily open my eyes, "Like shit, what happened?"

He laughs.

"You kicked ass that's what happened," Dean says proudly from the door way.

I laugh, "That's good."

"You're mostly likely going to need a few weeks to recover, you used a lot of energy," Cas says from the corner of my room.

I nod, looking around the room.

I see Jack sitting in a chair that's next to my bed.

"He's been sleeping in here with you. Won't leave you alone," Dean retorts when he sees me looking at Jack.

A large smile breaks across my face, "Sounds like him."

"Hey guys, here's the coff-Oh! Hey sweetheart, welcome back," Mary says when she notices I'm awake.

"Hi Mary. It's good to be back." She smiles.

"Can you give us a minute?" I ask motioning towards Jack.

They all get the hint and leave, "No funny business," Dean jokes.

I nod, "No promises, Dad."

His smile grows and he shuts the door.

I put my hand on Jack's shoulder, focusing all my attention into that one spot.

I send a slight jolt of electricity from my body to his.

He jumps awake, "What was that?"

I laugh, "Did you feel it?"

He nods, a look of realization crosses his face, "Was that you?"

I nod, "Did it hurt?"

He shakes his head, "No, it actually felt good."

I smirk, "Good to know."

He realizes what I mean and breaks eye contact with me, looking away. I see a faint blush spread across this cheeks.

"How are you feeling, beautiful?" He asks.

My heart skips a beat when he calls me beautiful, but I play it off like he doesn't have an impact on me.

"Better now that you're awake," I say to him.

He laughs, "I was worried. If anything happened to you I would have never forgiven myself. It would've been my fault completely. I understand if you never want to speak to me again, I could've killed you."

He looks so disgusted with myself it physically makes me hurt.

I find his hand and intertwine my fingers in his, "I understand why you did it, Jay. You just wanted to know who you are, you wanted to believe there was good in Lucifer. I love you for that. I love how you always see the good in people, so it's not your fault and I don't hate you. I could never hate you."