Juliet Winchester II -Jack Kline

Chapter 3

Jack held my hand tightly as Michael was now in one of his famous suits.
"Now, this just feels right." Michael held up his hand as the boys started groaning, Jack letting go of my hand, I felt nothing.
"Hope is an amazing thing, isn't it?" I gripped my knife.
"You had no chance of winning this. None. But you had hope -- hope that I wouldn't see you coming, but I saw everything." Michael admitted.
"And now I have my perfect vessel. I've just destroyed the one weapon that could really hirt me. Thanks for bringing that, by the way." Cas got up tackling Michael was he was thrown.
"Cas!" I yelled.
"Don't interrupt me." I looked to see a box.
I kicked it causing Michael to trip as Cas
quickly cuffed him.
"You think these can hold me?" Michael closed his eyes and tried to break them.
"Yes, we do." Cas replied as I helped Jack up.
"Dean. Come on, Dean. Are you in there?" Sam asked.
"Dean's not home right now. Please leave a message." Sirens started wailing outside.
'army!' The baby spoke.
"I know."
"Did you forget? My monsters are out there, building an army." Michael said as Sam's phone rang.
"Maggie? Hey."
"Are you two okay?" Jack asked resting a hand on my stomach and cheek.
"Yeah, we're fine. Are you okay?" He nodded giving me a kiss.
"Are you okay? Castiel." We looked between Cas and Michael.
"I am fine." Cas said.
"We've got Michael." Sam said.
"Do you?" I rolled my eyes.
I felt a kick in my stomach as I looked up at Jack.
"She kicked!" I explained.
"Really?" I grabbed his hand placing it on my stomach as she kicked.
"She did!"
"Okay, what's the plan?" Cas asked Sam.
"With the angel cuffs on, Michael's under control." Sam said.
"Keep telling yourself that." I rolled my eyes.
"Get him downstairs, dump him in the trunk of the Impala, and take him back to the bunker."
"But Garth is in the trunk." Jack said.
"It's a big trunk." I shrugged.
We were about to leave when growls were heard and monsters started banging on the door.
"Monsters!" Jack said.
Cas stood by the door holding out his hand to stop them.
"I called them. It's a party." I kicked Michael in the leg.
Jack placed the broken spear in between the door handles.
"I don't know how long I can hold him." I ran a hand through my hair.
"Yeah, well, we have to get Dean out of here." Sam said.
"Yeah, well, we can't go this way." I said.
"It's not like any of us can fly." Jack agreed.
"Well, one of us can."
"Shut up! Seriously, you are so fucking annoying!" I yelled out.
"Sam, are we gonna die here?" Jack asked.
Sam looked around furiously.

"Jessica?" Sam said as I rolled my eyes.
"She might be busy Sam!" I told my brother.
"You said you're always here, right?"
"Sam, what are you doing?" Cas asked.
"Billie -- uh, uh, Death assigned a reaper to keep an eye on Dean, Juliet and me. Her name is Jessica, and she is always..."
"Hello." A girl appeared not being Jessica but someone else.
"Where's Jessica?" I asked.
"Well, my name's Violet. It's my shift. We have shifts now, because you mess up so, so many things."
"Great, just great." I huffed.
"Sturdy door." Violet commented.
"Okay, all right. Well, Violet, we have to get out of here." Sam said.
"And I want you to know that you have my full emotional support." I glared.
"W-we don't want your emotional support. We -- we want your actual, physical help." I said.
"Juliet, who are you talking too?" Cas asked.
"You can't see her?" Sam asked.
"I can. You know, in my world, we locked death away and enslave the reapers."
"Lovely." Violet said.
"Well, just look at you now." Michael said.
"Okay, look, sorry, but we're stuck, okay? And death owes us one after we fixed the whole Rowena thing. You know that, right?" Sam asked.
"Oh, yes, the Rowena thing you started." Violet replied.
"We're gonna die here. And my brother..."
"Reapers can't intervene." I rested my head on Jack's shoulder.
"Don't give me that whole clean hands..."
"Even if I did feel inclined, uh, we don't have access to that kind of."
"Yeah, well, uh."
"Shh, shh." Violet said as I looked at her.
"Sam, what is she saying?" Cas asked.
"She's not saying anything." Sam said.
"Okay."
"What?" I asked.

We appeared in the Bunker as I looked around.
"How did you do that?" I asked.
"I, uh, didn't. Have fun." She disappeared.
"Now what?" Jack asked.
I tied Michael up to the wall, letting him sit down on a chair.
"Shouldn't we put him in the dungeon or something?" Jack asked.
"Jack's right -- we don't know how long those cuffs are gonna hold. I mean, Bobby improved them, but..."
"If the cuffs won't hold him, neither will the dungeon." Sam said.
"I can hear you." I rolled my eyes as we moved away from him.
"Really?" I held up my middle finger.
"Okay, listen. Back when Gadreel possessed me, he created, uh, I don't know, like a -- like a fake world inside my head. But Crowley was able to force his way in, he showed me how to take control, and I drove the angel out." Sam said.
"The problem is."
"Crowley's dead." I hit Cas up side the head.
"Thanks for ripping off that bandaid." I crossed my arms.
"Okay, so." Jack said as Sam's phone rang.
"Sorry, it's Maggie." Sam answered the phone.
"Hey." Sam said.
"Sam, we're almost at Hitomi Plaza."
"A-All right, uh, yeah, we're, uh -- we're actually back at the bunker."
"What?!" She explained through the phone.
"Yeah, long story. I'll explain later. Uh, Maggie, we, uh -- we left Garth in the trunk of the Impala back at Hitomi Plaza. Can you make sure he's okay?" Sam asked.
"Okay, but, Sam, the monsters  --  they've stopped attacking people." Maggie said.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Looks like they're leaving the city. They're heading west."
"Remind me, Castiel -- we're west of Kansas City now?" Michael asked.
"I think we're east, south maybe? East west, south, east."
"You're bringing them here?"