G/T Adventures

Jack (Supernatural)

I didn't have a better title name but if you do please let me know!

"Did you seriously think it was a good idea bringing that thing in here?!" Dean demanded, gazing at the tiny female sprawled out in Jack's hands. The boy's brows were furrowed as always, and he was staring at the older Winchester with confusion swimming in his eyes.

"She was just outside the bunker, and her head was bleeding. She is unconscious. I thought we could help," Jack spoke softly, a small, proud smile forming on his lips. "That's what we do."

"We help people, Jack. Not...creatures you find outside."

Sam, who had been sitting quietly finally spoke up. "Dean, from what we can tell, she's human. Just...a lot smaller. Maybe it's a curse? Maybe she knew who we were and was trying to find us so we could save her?" His hazel eyes wandered to Jack's hands, and he slowly stood up. 

Jack gave a firm nod, his smile only widening. "See? She needs help. And I want to help her."

Sam couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he watched his son. Well, their son. Dean, Cas, and he all saw this Nephilim as a son, and it was such a wonderful feeling to see him want to help people like this. His eyes now drifted to Dean, awaiting his brother's response.

Dean's lips puckered only slightly, and he swallowed. Lifting a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, he sighed. When Jack and Sam both wanted something, he tended to be the odd man out. "Fine. Fine, get her a...a bed in the infirmary or something and we can wait until she wakes up."

If possible, Jack's smile widened even further and he moved as fast as he could through the Men of Letter's bunker without jostling the already injured girl in his hands. "Don't worry," he whispered gently to the unconscious female, "you're going to be okay."

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Hailey's head was pounding. It felt her skull was being split open, but if that were true, she wouldn't be conscious right now. She wasn't sure where she was when she pried her eyes open. a bright light was shining down on her, but it wasn't warm enough to be the sun. And unlike outside, there wasn't a breeze rustling her hair.

When her eyes finally grew used to the brightness, she turned her head and the blue orbs widened in horror. 

A young human sat just near her, his dirty blonde hair styled off to the side, his eyebrows furrowed only a little as he gazed down at her, and a smile just wide enough to reveal a gap in his teeth. "You're awake."

Unable to stop herself, Hailey screamed, which seemed to startle him for only a moment before his hands came around her as if to trap her. Keep her from running.

"No, no, no! Don't be afraid, please! My name is Jack. I found you outside, you were bleeding. I'm going to help you. That's what me and my family do. We help people." His lips again curled up, his smile wider than before to reveal that cute gap again.

Hailey stared silently, eyes wide in terror as the boy spoke. Strange. He seemed like an adult, yet his eyes sparkled with such childish curiosity, determination, and joy. If she wasn't afraid for her life, she would find it intriguing and probably adorable. 

After a moment of silence, she found her voice once more after finding his expectant gaze to be too much. "H-Help people?"

Jack bobbed his head up and down a few times. "Yes. My family and I. We kill monsters and save people. And you, you were hurt. Your head is hurt. But I can fix that if you'll let me." 

"S-So just ice it and bandage it? Th-That's what you call fixing it?" She muttered, wanting to scoot away but his hands remained where they were.

Jack continued to smile, now shaking his head as his voice lowered to a much more hushed tone. "I have special powers. Watch this." And he reached forward with a single finger that touched the bloody side of her head. In a few moments with just a soft glow, the blood and open wound vanished.

In a word, Hailey was shocked when the pain suddenly subsided. Powers? A hand of her own lifted to her head, and sure enough, not just the pain but the injury was gone too. "H-How did you...?"

Jack's smile turned into a proud one, and he at last pulled his hands away from her, but she no longer felt like running. "I'm half angel, I can...I can heal people. Sam, Dean, Cas and I also fix curses. So we can fix your size."

"C-Curse?" Hailey paused, then looked down at herself before she began to laugh. It was odd. He was so...boyishly charming, childish. It was cute. "N-No, this...this isn't a curse. I-I was born this way. I'm a Borrower."

Jack's brows again furrowed, but in confusion this time. His smile faltered. "But...I thought those were only books."

"Aren't monsters only in books too?" Hailey responded, slowly sitting upright on what she finally realized was a plush pillow. 

His smile returned, and a hand rested under his chin as he looked at her. His eyes twinkled, his brows raising in delight. "What's it like, being so small? Is it fun? Scary?"

"It's complicated, that's for sure," Hailey spoke softly, unsure why her fear evaporated the way that it did. "But, yeah, it has its perks. Hiding can be really easy."

"Like when playing hide and seek? We should play sometime. Sam and Dean never have time to play games with me, but I don't mind. It would be nice to have a new friend around the bunker."

With another soft laugh, Hailey brought her knees to her chest just to rest her chin on them. "Sam and Dean...and, a man named Cas you had mentioned. Are they nice? Do they know I'm here?"

"Oh, yes. When I brought you inside Sam helped me convince Dean to help you. Which was weird. I thought you looked human, so I thought he'd want to help you too. But Dean's always cautious. I really don't blame him though. And Castiel is just away with Mary, their mother." Jack said softly, and as he now stretched his hand forward to touch her, his smile faded once more as she scooted backward. "Are you afraid of me?"

The Borrower bit down on the inside of her cheek. His bright eyes suddenly looked so sad, and ashamed. So ashamed that she hardly knew him and it hurt her to see. "No...not at all, Jack. I just..." She paused, quickly trying to think of an excuse. "I just don't like being picked up without permission."

Realization crossed Jack's face, and that same cute little grin again returned. "Oh, well, then may I pick you up, Hailey?" He asked with such sincerity that it made a wide grin cross Hailey's face as well.

"Yes. Yes, you may," she answered, and sat still while his soft skinned hands gently curled around her. 

Jack was certainly happy. It was so hard to do good with his powers. In his mind, this was one of the best things he'd ever done. Sam, Dean, and Cas would be proud of him.

SO PROUD OF THIS ONE! I think I nailed Jack's character and I love the Nephilim so much.