Y/N woke up. She had an ice bag over her head and bandages all on her abdomen and head. She was at the motel, on the couch, safe and sound. She remembered the recent events;
Jack's eyes glowed white. Brighter and brighter until a wave of celestial power flowed from within him and exploded out. Out to Y/N. Y/N flew backwards and smashed the window on Baby.
She furrowed her brows. The motel door then creaks opens, showing Dean with bags of food and supplies in his hand. "Hey, kiddo. How are you?" he asks. She looks up at him, with a confused look on her face. "Good. But, uh... where is Jack?" she asks. Dean froze for a split second, then replies, as calmly as he could, "He left." It wasn't a lie, so he had no reason to be guilty, right? He sat at her feet, and lied, "After he hurt you--" "Which was an accident that was your fault to begin with." you interrupted. "He left." he continued.
Y/N couldn't believe it. Her brother caused all this. She sprinted to her room, bawling her eyes out. 'What if he's in trouble right now?' She thought.
All of a sudden, she picked herself up, wiping tears from her face, and started packing. 'If no one is going to find him, then I'm gonna find him myself'
As dusk set, she snuck out.
Meanwhile...
Jack sat a diner, not too far from the bunker. He knew exactly where it was, but made a vow not to go back. He couldn't. Not after what he did.
A scream came from outside the diner, making everyone's heads turn to the sound. Jack got up, and went outside to the cold, chilly night. 'Y/N'.
A/N: Hello! I made another part to this, I might post the next part soon.
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Supernatural Jack Kline Imagines
FanficWARNING: Season 13 Spoilers!! Sorry if it's not that good. My first x reader one shot/imagine book :) And If you want to request, just comment on the latest chapter
