Jack sat in his room with Isaac. He refused to talk about what happened unless Castiel, Gabriel, or Damon was present. It was a surprise he even allowed Isaac to sit with him. Then again Isaac was his favorite sibling, although Jack would never tell the others that.
A knock on the door, made them look up.
"Jack, Damon is here to see you," Kol said.
Jack got up with Isaac and walked downstairs with him. Once he made eye contact with his grandfather he smiled brightly.
"Hey, kiddo," Damon smirked, "Heard you wanted to talk to me."
Jack hugged him tightly, making Damon hug him back.
"What's going on," Damon asked, letting him go once Jack was ready.
"A rough first day, that's all," Jack said, shrugging.
"Want to go driving and talk about it," Damon asked.
"Can my brothers and sister come along," Jack asked, glancing at them.
"Sure," Damon said, "I'll meet you guys at the car."
They all went to his car and Damon turned to Lucien.
"He's been upset since I picked him up," Lucien explained, "He wouldn't talk about it much to me or anyone else. Cas is in heaven. Gabriel is with your sons. I didn't want to bother them since you were already in town."
"I'll take them for a small drive and bring them back later," Damon said.
"Okay... But don't let them drive this time," Lucien said.
"No promises," Damon said, leaving out the door before Lucien could tell him off.
Damon drove around until Hope noticed a tattoo shop.
"Hey, Damon," Hope said.
"Yeah," Damon said.
"Do you have a tattoo," Hope asked.
"No, why," Damon asked.
"I always thought they looked nice," Hope said, "I wanted one."
"I don't believe Nephilim could hold a tattoo," Damon said, " Last I knew it always healed over... Like an angel."
"Depends on what ink you use," Stiles said, showing he was listening to the conversation.
"What kind of ink are you supposed to use for angelic beings," Damon asked.
"I don't remember off the top of my head," Stiles said, "But I remember reading about it somewhere 300 years ago."
"I sometimes forget that you're older than you look," Damon said.
"I get that a lot," Stiles smirked.
Damon pulled over at a waterfall and got out.
"Don't go far and come back when I whistle," Damon said, "And the last thing is..."
"Don't tell our fathers," they said in unison.
"Yep," Damon said, "Go have fun."
Stiles placed a finger on his head, allowing him to see their wings. Then they all went to the edge of the cliff and fell backward. Damon waited for a moment before they all shot up in the sky. He smiled at their grins of being free to stretch their wings. They get sore from keeping them tight against their back for too long. The same with Castiel and Gabriel.
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