Cottage

Castiel's body is lying on the ground, her burnt wings scorched into the ground. Dean kneeling beside her, he has run out of tears now he is just numb. Dean stands and runs toward the house.

"Sam? Sammy?"

"I'm in here" Sam calls out.

Dean comes barging into the nursery, gun drawn behind Sam. He sees Jack, and immediately fires at him.

"No!" Sam tries to stop him, but Dean fires and it hits the wall behind Jack. Jack begins screaming, and it comes as waves of light coming off of him. It blasts the windows out of the upper floor of the cabin. Dean and Sam appear to be moving in slow motion, floating in the air. Once Jack stops screaming, they are throw against the wall. Both are knocked out. Jack's eyes glow its golden hue.

**********

Dean and Sam both wake. "Wait, was that—"

"Lucifer's son" Sam confirms.

Dean grabs his gun and they exit the cabin "Can he teleport?"

"Huh?"

"The kid. Does he have wings?"

"I don't know" they look around the empty cabin yard.

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Impala

The impala drives along a mountain lake. "We still have holy oil, right?" Dean asks.

"For what?"

"Cause we're gonna have to hit him with everything we got"

"Hold on a second. Can we just talk about what happened back there?" Sam asks.

"Sure. Which part? Let's see. Crowley's dead, Kelly's dead, Cas is—" Dean's voice breaks, not being able to finish the sentence. "Mom's gone, and apparently, the devil's kid hit puberty in thirty seconds flat. Oh, and almost killed us"

"Yeah, because you tried to shoot him" Sam points out.

"I tried to shoot the monster, Sam. It's kind of what we do"

"We don't know what he is yet, Dean. And I had it under control"

"I'm sorry. Are you defending the son of Satan?" Dean asks in disbelief.

"I'm not defending anything. I'm just saying, look, with everything that's happened, I'm obviously spun out also, but we need a plan"

"Yeah, kill him! Okay? That's the plan. Look, right now all that matters is finding him, and ending him, before he hurts anybody else. And once we do that we'll figure everything else out"

"What about Cas? Is she – is she really dead?" Sam asks him hesitantly.

"You know she is"

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Cabin

Inside the cabin, a person walks along a body laid out under a sheet. He pulls the sheet back to reveal Castiel. Another person descends the stairs and joins the first "Is that—"

"Castiel. Always knew she'd meet a bad end"

"She deserved better"

"No, she really didn't" the first angel scoffs.

"The mother's upstairs, but she—"

"I don't care about the brood mare. Where's the child?"

"Gone"

"Of course he is" the first angel flips the sheet back over Castiel's face.

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Jail Cell

Jack is laying in the cell. He opens his eyes and sits up, grunting. He moves quickly away from Sam, getting as far as possible before turning glowing eyes on Sam as he crouches defensively.

Sam throws his hands up "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, easy, easy, easy. It's okay. You're okay. I'm not gonna hurt you"

"You already hurt me"

"Yes, I did. I – I'm sorry. I was just trying to slow you down. You – you were, uh...are you all right?" Sam stutters.

"I don't, I...I was scared, and when I get scared, things happen. I...I can't stop them" as he talks, Jack visibly calms down, the glow fades from his eyes.

"Why were you scared?"

"Because of the voices" He whispers, "They were so...loud, so...angry"

"Do you hear them right now?"

Jack consider this, and gradually stands up, much more relaxed. "No"

"Good" Sam chuckles, "Good" He exhales sharply. Sam is also visibly relieved, as Jack sits on the cot opposite him and folds his legs up criss cross applesauce style.

"I'm sorry"

"What?" Sam asks confused.

"Will you tell them that I'm sorry?" Jack asks Sam.

"Yeah. Sure. Of course" Sam pauses "Jack...how are you, um...how are we...talking right now? I mean, you're – you're not even a day old. How do you speak English?"

"My mother taught me" Jack smiles fondly.

"So you talked to her"
"I was her"
"Okay. And, um...your powers. Did she teach you those, too, or..."

Jack stands up "No, I..." he walks to the nearest wall, feeling the concrete blocks with his hands, tracing the seams between them as he talks "I don't know why these things happen. It's like I'm me, but...not me"

"Jack, look, um...before you were born, you – you opened up a door to another world. Do you remember that?" Sam asks him.

Jack inhales deeply, still studying the wall "Yes"

"Okay, um, could you do that again?"

"I don't...I...I have to find my parent. She'll protect me"

"Jack, you gotta listen to me. That's not really what Lucifer does" Sam says, believing he is referring to Lucifer.

"Lucifer? No, that's not her name. My parent is Castiel"

"What?" Sam asks shocked.

Jack goes to sit in front of Sam again "My mother, she said Castiel, she would keep me safe. She said the world was a dangerous place. That's – that's why I couldn't be a baby or a child. I...that's why I had to grow up fast. That's why I chose her to be my parent. Where is she?"

Sam's heart breaks just a little bit "She's dead" Jack appears saddened and distressed at this news.

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Outside the Sheriff's Office

An ambulance prepares to take Clark to the hospital. Jack sits quietly on a bench, while Sam and Dean sit on the hood of the impala talking. "How's the kid?" Dean asks, looking over at Jack.

"He's gonna be alright. I mean, angel radio sets his brain on fire, but other than that..."

"So apparently, he can take an angel blade to the heart and keep on ticking"

"Yeah. I guess" Sam considers for a moment before telling Dean "Listen, I – I think we should take him back to the bunker with us. I know what you're gonna say—"

"I agree" Dean agrees.

"W-what?"

"I agree"

"So you...changed your mind?" Sam asks him, hopefully.

"No. No, nothing's changed. He's still the devil's kid. He's still evil. He still brainwashed Kelly and Cas. And even if he hasn't gone big bad yet, he will" Dean tells him.

"You don't know that" Sam argues.

"Yeah, I do. Cause when have things ever gone right for us? So until I figure out a way to end him, we'll bring him home. At least there, the only people he can hurt are you and me" Dean stands moving to the driver seat. Jack looks over at them at that moment.

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Cabin

The impala pulls up to the cabin. Sam and Dean get out and go to the trunk to get what they need to build a pyre, while Jack gets out. "Hey...Hey, you, uh, you sure about this, Dean? I mean, it's – it's Cas, you know? Maybe we can bring her back, like you said"

Dean stops looking through the trunk to turn his attention to Sam "No, we can't"

"Chuck did – uh, God did. Remember that? So maybe, um, I don't know, maybe if we prayed to him or – or..."

"You don't think I've tried that?" Dean asks him, straightening up.

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Flashback

Dean gets out of the impala and walks behind the Pirate Pete's restaurant, making sure he's alone and standing by the men's room door earlier that morning, before he injured his hand.

"Okay, Chuck...or God, or whatever. I need your help. See, you – you left us. You left us. You went off. You said...you said the earth would be find because it had me...and it had Sam, but it's not, and we're not. We've lost everything" His voice breaks, "And now you're gonna bring her back. Okay? You're gonna bring back Cas, you're gonna bring back mom, you're gonna bring 'em all back. All of them. Even Crowley. Cause after everything that you've done, you owe us, you son of a bitch. So you get your ass down here and you make this right, right here and right now"

Dean waits for an answer, and when he doesn't get one, he hangs his head, and then proceeds to destroy an innocent sign, bloodying his knuckles. "Please. Please help us" He waits, and nothing else happens. He exhales shakily and returns to the car.

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Present Time

"God's not listening. He doesn't give a damn" Dean slams the trunk and walks away to begin building the pyre.

Inside the cabin, upstairs in the room where Kelly's body is laid on the bed beneath a sheet, Sam leads Jack in to say goodbye to his mother. Jack touches Kelly's foot through the sheet.

Downstairs, Dean walks into the room where Cas' body is laid out on a table beneath a sheet. He pauses, taking in the sight, and his shoulder slump. He can barely look at the sheet. He walks around the table, resigned, and lifts the sheet to see Cas' face. Tears builds up in his eyes. He looks away and covers Cas again before pulling down and tearing up the yellow curtains to bind Cas' body in the sheet. He starts at Cas' feet, tying them together before stopping, taking a deep breath, and look up at Cas' body in resignation.

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Later that night

Out at the funeral pyre in the back yard, Dean sloshes gasoline over the pyre where Kelly and Cas have been placed. "You wanna say anything?" Sam asks Jack.

"I...What do you say?"

Sam suddenly realizes that Jack is only a day old, "Right. Thank you. You say thank you. And you say you're sorry. You hope they're somewhere without, uh, sadness or pain. You hope they're somewhere better. You say goodbye"

Dean finishes pouring the gasoline and joins them, pulling out a lighter from his pocket "Well, goodbye, Cas. Goodbye, Kelly. Goodbye, Crowley. Goodbye, mom"

"Dean, we don't know if mom—"

"Yeah, we do. We do, Sam. Lucifer killed her the moment he realized we trapped his ass. He killed her. You know he did. She's gone. They're all gone" Dean flicks his lighter open and lights it, throwing it at the pyre and watching it burn.