chapter four

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( FOUR )

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"Who cares if he didn't do it on purpose? He did it!" Dean whisper yelled to the group. Sam, Donatello, Lexi and Dean stood in a close huddle in the motel room. They quietly discussed the events of Jack while the topic of conversation sat on the couch, just a few metres away. "I mean, you didn't see Cas smiting someone every time he got his teeth cleaned."

"Yeah, but Cas had, what? A few millennia's of experience. Jack is new to this." Lexi argued, tilting her head up to look at her brother at his tall height.

"I'm right here, you know." The soft voice of Jack interjected, but was automatically ignored.

"Yeah, and what about the vanishing tattoo?" Dean motioned to Jack.

Donny shrugged, "An archangel healing itself."

"Another reflex." Sam agreed.

Dean shook his head, "Or maybe, he didn't want to be warded."

Lexi glared daggers at her stubborn brother, "Stop with the allegations, alright?"

"Look," Sam spoke, "Yeah, Jack is on Lucifer's family tree but we don't know if that DNA is stronger than Kelly's or his connection with Cas."

"Oh, you mean the connection that go Cas killed?" Dean snapped, still hurt from his loss.

"I'm just saying, Jack doesn't have to be evil. We can teach him not to be." Sam said in reply, making Dean scoff at, what he thought was, the insane suggestion.

"The nature versus nurture conundrum." Donny interjected, placing his hands upon to two men's shoulders. This got a warning look from each Winchester, quickly making him retreat his hands and step back. "Speaking not as a prophet, but as a scientist, I don't think teaching him is in the cards."

Dean gave Sam and Lexi a look of 'I told you so' before Donny continued, "It's like asking a lion not to be a lion."

"But this isn't a lion!" Lexi whisper yelled, "This is a human!"

"With a strong dose of God juice." Donny said.

Fed up once again, Dean jumped in, "Okay, that's it, I'm done. 'Cause he's not God, he's not Cas, he's not Simba," His deep voice gradually got louder, "He's the friggin' Devil!" He turned to motion to Jack. But the spot where Jack once sat was now empty.

"Jack?" Sam called out, earning no reply.

Knowing he couldn't of gone far, Lexi walked past Dean and to the door, "I'll find him." She said before leaving the motel room and slamming the large door behind her.

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