CII. God Was Never on Your Side

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[Moriah]

If you haven't already figured out, Aurora, since Holly trusts her, is usually in the bunker watching Charlie when Sam, Holly, Nate, and Dean aren't in the bunker.

In the basement of the bunker, Jack was standing amid the rubble of the exploded Ma'lak Box. The emergency lights were glowing and smoke swirled around. Jack was in shadow in the middle of it all, his eyes glowing red. An alarm was blaring.

"You lied to me." Jack said.

"Jack." Cas called.

Jack yelled, "You lied!"

Nate pushed Holly, who was holding Charlie, back and she ran down the hallway, softly consoling her crying daughter.

Jack threw out his arms and a concussion blast threw Sam, Dean, Nate, and Cas across the room, crashing into the shelves at the back of the room. The alarm continued to blare.

"No! -No!" The boys grunted, looking around the room to find that Jack had disappeared.

"I don't understand." Cas said. "The Ma'lak box can hold an archangel."

"Jack's not an archangel." Sam reminded them.

"Yeah, apparently, the kid leveled up." Dean told them.

"So, what do we do?" Cas wondered.

"We find him." Holly decided.

"How?"

"I don't know, Cas. You tell me." Dean said angrily.

"Okay, the last time we found Jack, it wa—it was by praying to him, but that's not gonna happen again." Sam said.

"Yeah, you think?" Dean and Holly retorted.

"You should never have tried to lock him away." Cas told them.

Dean narrowed his eyes. "You know what? You're right. I never wanted to put him in that damn box. I wanted him dead."

"Dean."

"He's dangerous, Cas, and you knew it! You've known it for a long time! But that's okay. You know why? Because me, Holly, Nate, and Sam, we've killed just about everything there is. And this -- Jack -- oh, we'll find a way. Because he's just another monster."

"You don't mean that."

"The hell I don't."

Dean and Cas stared each other down for a moment. Cas looked at Holly and saw the same hard look in her eyes. Then, Cas stormed out of the room.

"All right. So, I guess we got to find Jack." Dean decided.

"Yeah. Then what?" Nate asked.

"I don't know. Maybe we call Rowena, see if she can put together one of those, um, "soul bombs.""

"The... thing you were gonna use against the Darkness?" Sam remembered.

"Yeah, might actually put a dent in the kid."

Sam looked troubled and replied quietly, "Okay."

"Sam, I know this isn't easy, okay? He -- I know how much he meant to you and Nate. He meant a lot to me and Holly. He was family. But this? This is not Jack anymore. He's hurting, he's killing people. This isn't gonna be easy, but we're gonna have to do the hard thing. We're gonna have to do the ugly thing."

Sam sighed.

"Ain't like it's the first time, though, right?" Holly asked before walking off.

Jack was walking down a city street. Several people were having conversations as he passed.

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