𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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"His son? He said that?"
Lexi nodded at Mary's question, leaning on the edge of the library table. The way Nick phrased it, calling Jack his son, it didn't sit right with her. She had a feeling that Nick felt more attached to Lucifer than they thought. Whilst Jack was technically Nick's genes with Lucifer's power, he was not his son.
"He says he wants to talk to Jack... alone." Dean said.
Mary shook her head, "No. Absolutely not."
"Agreed." Lexi scoffed. She brought her gaze up to the boy stood across from her. She was holding a grudge against him, but she still cared.
Jack met her gaze, "I'm not afraid of him." He said.
"Nick's cracked." Dean added, "He's friggin' Cocoa Puffs, okay?"
One person in the room had been silent. Everyone was aware of this, but no one mentioned it until Jack turned to Sam with sad eyes, begging him for an answer. It was known that Jack always trusted and looked up to Sam for protection and honesty. Like a Father. "Sam?" He spoke.
Sam tore his eyes away from the floor he stared at. He glanced around at everyone's intrigued stares before inhaling sharply, "I mean--"
"I mean?" Dean snapped, "What do you mean, you mean?"
Sam looked at his brother beside him, "I-I mean... Look, finding Donatello is going slowly, Dean, and Nick is locked down in our bunker. How's he even a threat?"
"He's always a threat." Mary stated.
"Donatello helped me," Nodded Jack, "and now he needs my help. He's my friend."
"And I don't think we have another choice." Added Sam.
"There's always another choice." Lexi said, crossing her arms and clenching her jaw.
Blue eyes stared her down, and she had to force herself to meet the gaze. "Lexi." Jack said, "I can do this." He insisted.
She glanced him over, knowing he was right. She let out a defeated sigh. Lexi couldn't stop Jack, he was his own person and he could definitely handle himself. But, despite the rough patch they were in, she still felt the need to shield him from the dangers of the world.
When Jack left the dungeon, they were all waiting for him in the hall, pacing back and forth impatiently. Their heads turned as soon as the door opened.
