"I've been down the darkest alleys
Saw the dark side of the moon
To get to you, to get to you
I've looked for love in every stranger
Took too much to ease the anger
All for you, yeah, all for you
I've been running through the jungle
I've been crying...
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Restless.
That's how everyone felt.
Dean didn't want any part of this anymore, but Sam and Castiel were not going to leave Jack behind, and although Dean suggested just taking Jack and leaving, no one was going to leave.
"What kind of girl is worth fighting a war for?" Dean asked.
"This is his Soulmate, Dean. The one person who can complete him, make him not feel like the monster he claims himself to be. She's able to stop all of his pain, and you just want to rip them apart?" Sam questioned his brother, absolutely baffled that he would even think about doing this to Jack.
"Because she's the daughter of the Notorious Hybrid, The Original Hybrid - you don't just get those names from being nice!"
"Dean, they have changed. Hope isn't like the way her father used to be, she isn't going to go on a two-hundred year massacre, she doesn't murder innocent people for the sake of 'having fun'," Castiel jumped in, defending Niklaus and Hope.
"You had the same opinion on Jack until you got to know him. Give them a chance," Sam pleaded.
"In every story, my father is the villain."
All heads snapped towards the doorway to see Hope Mikaelson herself, arms crossed and leaning against the door frame.
"He's the cold-blooded killer, the murderer, the 'Notorious Hybrid', the one who strikes fear in the hearts of those who speak his name. Yes, he was like that once, but already I can see how he's changed just for the sake of loving our family and protecting us. Yes, Jack is the son The Devil himself, but my family has taken him in and are willing to give him a chance if what the prophecy says is true - that we are made for eachother and destined to bring everlasting peace. So, go on, try and take him. But just by talking to him, he's not going to let you do that so easily," Hope struck Dean in his heart, making him feel embarrassed as she walked out and sighed.
"You just got schooled by a seventeen year-old," Chuckled Sam.
"Shut your piehole."
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"Hope?"
"Yeah?"
"I can't sleep."
"Me neither," Sighed Hope, staring up at her ceiling.
