Fight Fire With Fire

64. Good Intentions

[Good Intentions]

APOCALYPSE WORLD – NIGHT

Jack was sleeping. He could hear Sam, Natalia, Dylan and Dean's voices echoing from somewhere. He opened his eyes and sat up on the bed as he continued to hear their voices.

"Tough kid," Dean said.

"Yeah, Dyl and I really thought that was it for us," Sam replied.

"Yeah. Well, killin' vamps makes me hungry. Ah, home sweet home."

Dylan smiled. "Feels good to be back."

Natalia nodded. "Oh, you can say that again."

"The last few weeks have been a nightmare," Sam said.

"You know what? We made it, though. You three, me and the kid. Finally under one roof," Dean replied.

"And you know what, honestly, it doesn't matter where he's been. I'm just glad Jack's back."

"Right, home safe. Where he belongs."

Jack smiled as he heard their words. An alarm sounded off. Jack was standing in his room at the bunker. He saw smoke coming from under the door, and runs out. He heard Sam, Natalia, Dylan and Dean yelling down the hallway.

"Jack!" Sam and Dylan called.

"Sam? Dean? Natalia? Dylan?"

"Hurry!"

"Hold on!"

Jack ran down the hallway.

"Jack! Help!" Dean and Natalia called.

Jack got to Dean's door, which was shut.

"In here! Help! The door, man! You gotta open the door!" Dean yelled.

"It's locked!" Jack yelled.

"It's a fire! We're trapped!" Sam cried.

"Hurry!" Dylan begged.

"What's happening?!" Jack asked.

"Help!" Natalia cried.

Sam, Natalia, Dylan and Dean continued to yell. Jack's eyes started to glow and tried to use his power to open the door.

"That's it! That's it! You're doing it! Jack!" Dean encouraged.

Jack's power stopped and threw him back against the wall. He fell to the floor. Sam, Natalia, Dylan and Dean were continuing to call out to him as they were coughing.

"Jack? Jack, please! Open the door!" Sam and Natalia said.

"Jack, open the door!" Dean and Dylan pleaded.

"I can't!" Jack told them.

"Jack, you gotta help us! Jack, please help!"

"Jack!"

The bunker was gone. Jack was standing in a room in the Apocalypse World, his eyes vacant as he looked into the distance. Michael appeared behind him. Zachariah was holding his fingers to Jack's head.

"Zachariah, these mind games of yours aren't working," Michael said.

"We're close. Okay, I'll... I'll keep trying," Zachariah replied.

"And you're sure this... half-breed is our ticket to the other side?"

"Yes. And not just a single one-way ticket like the prophet's spell. This boy, he can open a rift big enough to march an army through. He has so much power. We just... have to make him use it."