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Warning(s): Just a short in-between chapter.
Title: The Next Generation
Number in Series: Two
Pairing: Jack Kline x Reader
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 1,041

When the boys came back, they tagged along with the son of Satan. You had been expecting to see a baby but when a full grown boy walked in, you were faced with a large amount of confusion. It took quite a bit of explaining from Sam for you to be brought up to date on what was going on. Apparently, Mary was in a different world, son of Satan was born full grown, and Castiel was dead. Dean seemed to be taking it the hardest and was definitely taking it out on the boy.

"I'm Jack," The boy said as he walked over toward you, offering his hand. Slowly you took it and shook it, though still confused and shocked by everything. Cas was dead? This was the son of Satan even though he had only been born days ago? You had dealt with some weird things in your life but this was topping the list. Your mind couldn't wrap around all of it.

Your chest tightened as the realization of Castiel's death hit you but you tried to keep it hidden as you pulled your hand away. All of you knew what it was like with this life and Castiel certainly knew the dangers when dealing with his brother. He would have died for Jack but that didn't help you deal with it. How were the rest of you suppose to deal with it? Of course, it was a sacrifice but at the same time, it felt selfish. What about the rest of you?

"I'm (Y/N)..."

...

A knock on your door brought you out of your daze. You had locked yourself in your room, trying to deal with this new information. You had been praying to Chuck to help, to just bring him back but as you expected, there was no answer. Losing Castiel was hard. He was an important part of your family, he had helped raise you. How could he just be gone, like that?

"Come in," You mumbled, rubbing your eyes. You knew they were red. Everything just sucked. The brothers were fighting and you were trying to deal with your grief with losing Castiel on your own.

The door opened slowly to show Jack standing there, awkwardly squirming. The two of you hadn't really dealt with each other much because Dean didn't want him to be around you. Sam seemed to be fine with the idea but Dean hated it. You had no clue what to think about the boy. You didn't want to judge him just because of who his dad was, like Dean was. He could make his own choices and choose what kind of person he wanted to be. Yet, with dealing with Castiel's death, you hadn't been giving him the best introduction.

"Is now an okay time for me to come in?" Jack asked, not even entering an inch into the room until you told him it was okay.

"Yeah, it's fine. I wasn't doing anything. Is something wrong?" You watched as he walked into your room, keeping the door open behind him. He slowly made his way over to where you were sitting on the bed and sat down next to you, resting his hands in his lap.

"You have been in your room for a long time. I wanted to make sure you are okay." He glanced over, taking in your messed up hair and red eyes. He wasn't great with emotions just yet but he was getting the hang of it. He was able to tell something was wrong when you stayed in your room and didn't eat. He may have had some help from Sam along the way. Sam had been a big help for the boy to learn emotions, whether he was feeling them or others.

"I've just been really upset about losing Castiel. I know it must be hard for you too. You know, just being born and he was supposed to protect you. He was a good man," You sighed, thinking back to how much Castiel had done for you in your life. After Bobby died, he helped you with your grief. He gave you the faith you needed for all the good things in this world. It would have been impossible for you to get through your grief if it wasn't for Cas. He made you sure he was in a better place (even if you learned later he was a ghost).

"Oh..." Jack breathed out, a frown tugging on the edges of his mouth.

"You know, when I was a baby, Cas saved me too. My mother was being chased by demons when she begged Castiel to keep me safe. He brought me to the boys and the rest is history. He saved my life. I would be dead without him," You explained, glancing up at the cieling. You wondered where he was now. Did angels get to go to Heaven? You didn't think so but hopefully, he was somewhere nice at least. You could only pray for that now. He had been through so much, he deserved to be happy.

"Really?"

"Yeah, guess he was just really good at saving babies," You let out a breathless laugh, a few stray tears running down your cheeks.

"I apologize. I am the-" Jack began but you quickly cut him off.

"You are not the reason Jack, don't even try saying that. I know Dean might think that but Dean is just really messed up over all of this. It is Lucifer's fault that Cas is gone. You didn't do anything. Castiel wouldn't want for you to be like this, blaming yourself," You tried to comfort Jack but that was pretty hard when you were crying yourself.

Leaning over, you felt your shoulders touch. It was nice to have some contact from him as both of you thought about the man you cared about. Jack may not have known Castiel like you had, but it was obvious he knew him to an extent. Somehow he was able to be sentient while he was in his mother to see what was going on around him.

That was the first time you felt connected to Jack; Shoulder to shoulder, both mourning the lose of Castiel.

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