[Lost and Found]
Sam and Kennedy entered the bedroom to find Jack, fully grown, eyes glowing gold.
"Father?" Jack asked.
They stared at one another. Jack stood and Sam and Kennedy took a step back. Nadia ran into the room and Kennedy scooped up her daughter.
OUTSIDE
Dean knelt beside Castiel. He stood and ran toward the house.
INSIDE
"No, no no. No. I'm not your father, Jack. It is Jack, right?" Sam told him.
Jack's eyes were still glowing. "Father."
A door opened and there were footsteps.
"Sam? Sammy? Kennedy? Kendy?" Dean called.
"We're in here," Sam answered.
Dean came in, gun drawn, behind Sam and Kennedy. He saw Jack, and immediately fired at him.
"No!" Sam and Kennedy cried.
Jack began screaming, and waves of light came off of him. It blasted the windows out of the upper floor of the cabin. Dean, Kennedy and Sam moved in slow motion throughout; and once Jack stopped screaming, they were thrown against the wall. Kennedy shielded her daughter's body with her own. All were knocked out.
Dean, Kennedy and Sam were standing outside the cabin. Mary entered from behind.
"Get away from them," Mary ordered.
"Mary, right?" Lucifer asked. "Look, seriously, I just wanted to say thank for everything. I owe you, kid."
Mary had the Enochian-warded brass knuckles behind her back.
"Mom, Mom, Mom," Sam repeated.
Mary looked at Sam and Dean. "I love you." She looked at Kennedy. "I love you too."
She walked toward Lucifer. Flames crackled and she stopped and looked down. She was engulfed in flames. She screamed.
"Mom!" Dean cried.
Mary rose into the air and was burning on the bedroom ceiling. Flames erupted.
Dean's eyes shot open. He, Kennedy, Nadia and Sam woke.
"Wait, was that-" Dean began.
"Lucifer's son," Sam and Kennedy informed.
Nadia was crying and Kennedy picked up her daughter, quietly consoling her.
Dean grabbed his gun and they exited the cabin.
"Can he teleport?" Dean wondered.
Sam and Kennedy looked at him, confused. "Huh?"
"The kid. Does he have wings?"
"I don't know."
They looked around the empty cabin yard.
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Jack was walking barefoot down a path through the woods. Bare everything. He saw Pirate Pete's Jolly Treats in the distance through the trees, and stared.
The Pirate Pete jingled as a young man dropped hash browns into a fryer. "First batch is down."
Clark was changing the menu so that various item names read "BUTT" instead. "Dude. Check it."
"Check what?"
"This! Can I interest you in a Cheesebutt? Or maybe a Salty Butt Combo? Or perhaps my favorite - the Buttshake."
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Gunpowder and Lead
Mystery / ThrillerA force was unleashed due to the removal of the Mark. A long-deceased figure returns. A potentially dangerous entity comes into being. One who prefers to hang back and watch finally reveals his true colors. (Book 3 of the Kennedy Ryan series) *I...
