Supernatural One Shots

What Happened?

whoops canon divergence and spoilers for the finale 

this was honestly just something I needed to get out after the finale to help me process

When Jack wakes up, it's dark except for the light streaming in through slats in the bottom of the door which tells him that he's in his room at the Bunker. He inhales deeply. Exhaustion weighs down every bone in his body and all he wants is to slip back into slumber.

"Jack? Are you awake?" a gentle voice asks.

"Castiel?" Jack's eyes wander to his left, and sure enough, Cas is sitting in a chair beside his bed.

Cas breathes a sigh of relief yet he still looks troubled. "Finally," he whispers.

"How long was I asleep?" He wants to sit up, to hug Cas, but he's too tired. He doesn't feel like moving.

"Almost a week."

"Why?" He doesn't remember anything. "What happened?"

"Lucifer, he –"

"Took my grace," Jack finishes, the memory returning like a flash of lightning.

Cas nods. "We think he took most of it, if not all." He sighs again. "We were so worried." He leans back in his seat and rubs his knuckles against his chin, a gesture he adopted from Dean.

"There's something else," Jack says slowly.

"Lucifer died. Michael killed him."

"That's good, isn't it? Lucifer was bad." Then, quickly, Jack says, "I'm sorry, I should have listened to you all. You told me how bad he is, but I –"

Cas interrupts. "That's not important. It's understandable. He was an expert at manipulation, we've all fallen for his tricks and lies, but that doesn't matter anymore." He doesn't say anything else.

"What about Michael?"

"Lucifer took you and Sam. Dean, he wanted to get you back. He asked Michael... but Michael said he wasn't strong enough." He pauses for a minute. "Dean offered himself, his body, because he's Michael's true vessel on our Earth. They killed Lucifer. For a minute, everything seemed like it would be okay. He took Dean, Jack." Cas looks away. "Michael took Dean. And we can't find him."

Jack's stomach drops. "No."

"I'm sorry, Jack."