MJ and Jack separated from their family the night before the battle between Michael and Lucifer. Little did they know, that would be the last that they would see of their family.
Infection spread, and now the dead are walking among the living, and i...
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"Go away." MJ says as she looks at Gabriel.
"We never did get to have that conversation." He says. "The reason I found you in the first place."
"You mean Jack?"
"I know you think that we all want the kid dead, but I don't." He tells her. "He's not like my brother. How can he be when he's been raised by the Winchesters?"
"I'm not interested, Gabriel. Just leave me alone." She stands up, groaning in pain, and he presses the tips of his index and middle fingers to her forehead. "I don't want your help!" She shoves him back.
"I fixed it. How about a little gratitude?"
She lifts her shirt and looks at her left side, the bruise is gone. She puts it back down as she shoves passed him. She no longer has a headache either. He sobered her up as well as healed her broken rib.
"MJ—" He grabs her arm, and she spins around, pulling the angel blade from her sheath and pressing it against his throat.
"Michael and Lucifer killed Sam and Adam. I couldn't do anything, and you wouldn't even try." Her voice is low, but her tone is sharp. "I would rather die than accept help from any of you winged pricks." She shoves him away from her again and turns around to leave.
She ends up in the rec room, and Jess sits on the couch next to her. She looks at MJ and sighs, the older girl looks like hell. She's pale and the blonde in her hair is growing out, revealing even more of the dark brown roots. She has tear stained cheeks underneath her caramel colored eyes. The two chains around her neck are twisted, making it look like a messy swirl of gold and silver. The ring on her left middle finger is crooked, and she's staring down at her mother's engagement ring that she usually wears on her right hand. She's holding it between her index finger and her thumb. With it is a picture of her and her two brothers, it was taken on the porch outside of Bobby's house.
"I saw Gabriel." MJ says, her voice raspy from crying. "Maybe...half an hour ago. He says he doesn't want to kill Jack. I believe him." She tells Jessica.
"That's good, right?" The younger blonde asks.
She shrugs. "It's just one less threat." She says. "I'd be willing to bet that Raphael will be less friendly if and when we come across him. Not to mention the demons. Not many of them like having Lucifer's son around."
