Nephilim

37

Jack's P.O.V.- Present day

I smile awkwardly at Gabe as he hands me the leather cuff. It had Enochian symbols on them, so they could block out my powers, "Do I wanna know why you want these?" I laugh slightly looking down at the table.

I reach into my back pocket, pulling out a picture of the anti-possession tattoo, "If I don't have my powers, I can get the tattoo. Kirstin has one, so I figured it would be a good idea. I figured you would have one because Rowena told me you're a Sub in bed. Whatever that means?" The archangel in front of me turns bright red, stuttering slightly.

"W-What? You really shouldn't listen to anything the redhead says, she is a witch after all. A-and like you're one to talk, it's obvious who's the dom in your relationship, and it sure as hell ain't you." I laugh slightly, looking at the table.

"Must run in the family, then. Thanks, I'm gonna see if Kirstin will take me to get a tattoo. Or maybe she'll be the one to put it on me, Tony bought her one of those tattoo things for her fifteenth birthday, she's really good at it." He rolls his eyes at that, not giving any other verbal response. With that, I turn and leave the room, nearly running into a blonde girl in the process.

"Sorry," I mutter quietly, turning toward the opposite end of the hallway. The brown-eyed girl quickly stops me.

"You're Jack Kline right? The son of Lucifer?" I tense, turning to face her, going on the defensive.

"What, gonna tell me I'm a monster? Too late, I've already gotten the message." I turn to walk away, only to be stopped by her once again.

"Woah, no reason to do that, I was just going to ask if what we've heard about your cousin is true. She's Amelia Blackthorn's daughter, right? And Amelia is John Winchester's kid?" She takes a step forward, her wary eyes searching my face. She's probably trying to figure out if I'm gonna lie or not.

"Yes, Kirstin is Amelia's daughter, Amelia is John's daughter, and I need to go find Kirstin. Thanks for not calling me a monster, by the way." I start to walk away and get pretty far this time before she responds.

"Yeah well, any Shadowhunter assuming you are going to be evil are hypocrites. Most of their relatives were in the Circle, and they let the daughter of Valentine Morgenstern save us all. They've learned their lesson that not everyone turns out like their parents. I'm Emma, in case you were wondering." I turn to say something only for her to disappear inside the room I just left. I wander off to Kirstin's room, a smile never leaving my face.

I move to stand in the doorway of her bedroom, catching the end of her sentence, "-do you ever shut up? Honestly, all you ever do is-"

I look around the room, not finding anyone else in there, "Who are you talking to?"

Kirstin jumps slightly, putting her hand up to her ear randomly, "Oh! Uh, I'm g-g-gonna have to call you back, bye!" She throws something on the bed spinning around to face me, "Hi! Sorry, I was just talking to... Bucky! Yeah, I was talking to Bucky, sorry. You need something?"

I hold up the paper and the leather cuff, smiling awkwardly, "Do you think you could give me the anti-possession tattoo? I know I need it, and I figured I'd give you something to do. You wanna?"

She glances to the other side of the room for a moment before nodding, "Yeah, yes, sure. Why not? We've gotta go to Tony's though. Anything else you wanna do?"

"Can we stop by Topanga's? Maybe get some ice cream or something?" I question.

"I mean I... umm, I already ate but sure, that is a yes. Come on." She grabs a large AC/DC shirt, pulling it over her black tank top. That tank top is really pretty, why does she wear shirts over it? I mean, it isn't super small, why cover it up? Why does all this family wear a whole bunch of layers? "Jackie?"