Lucifer Deux

Twenty

Gabriel walked up to Jack's room maybe ten minutes after the others left. He was carrying snacks and bowls and spoons for the ice cream he found. The door was open, and Jack was laying on his stomach looking miserable. Gabriel knocked lightly on the door.

Jack looked over to find his uncle.

"Hey, kiddo. I brought you some comfort food. You like ice cream and popcorn? Please tell me Sam hasn't corrupted you with his dad awful salads," Gabriel joked as he walked inside.

"I like them. But I've never heard them be called comfort food. How does it comfort you?" Jack asked.

"By tasting amazing," Gabriel said. He put the ice cream on the table by the bed and started spooning it out into two bowls.

Jack sat up on his bed. "Is Sam mad at me?"

"Nah. Sam know what it's like to say things you don't mean when you're upset," Gabriel assured him.

"I really didn't mean it," Jack said. He knew it wasn't right for him to say what he did to Sam. He was just angry.

"I know. It wasn't cool though," Gabriel said.

"I know, but it's not fair. Father let Sam go, and he's the one that would be in the most danger. I could help, but he won't let me," Jack said miserably.

"Sam needed to go. That thing did some terrible things to him. He needed to see it die so he could feel safe again," Gabriel said before handing the kid a bowl of ice cream. "Besides, Sam is an adult. He can decide for himself if the danger is worth risking himself."

"So am I," Jack said firmly.

Gabriel winced, knowing the young Nephilim wasn't going to respond well to what he was about to say. "Not really, kiddo. I mean, your body looks about late teens, but you're much younger than that. It's been less than a year, right?"

Jack nodded.

"Which means you are very young, too young to make certain choices yourself. You don't know the damage that that being has done and still could," Gabriel said.

"But I could..."

"Hey, I know you're powerful. There are very few beings out there more powerful than a Nephilim. And you will be able to use that power to do a lot of good, and from the little I know about you, I believe you will, but you need to learn to use it first. Lucifer's not cutting you out because he doesn't trust you or anything like that. He's trying to protect you until you can get a handle on your power. He loves you and he doesn't want you hurt," Gabriel said.

"You think he loves me?" Jack asked.

"Of course, he does. I know he doesn't say it, but that's just because he's never been good at that. But I've seen him with you. He loves spending time with you. He makes sure to protect you at all costs. He wants you to be safe and happy. Don't doubt that he loves you, Jack," Gabriel said.

"But he'll leave eventually," Jack said sadly. His father told him he wouldn't leave him, but Jack didn't see how that was possible. His father couldn't stay in the Bunker forever, if for no other reason than because Dean wouldn't let him.

"And you'll go with him," Gabriel said. He wasn't sure Lucifer wanted Jack to know that yet, but Gabriel didn't want Jack thinking that his father was going to leave him one day. He needed to know that wouldn't happen.

"Really?" Jack asked surprised. He had never considered that his father would want him to go with him when he left. He just assumed he'd be staying with the Winchesters and Castiel. Honestly, he wasn't sure how he felt. He wanted to be with his father, but he liked being with Sam, Dean, and Castiel as well. How could he choose?