Ok so my theory is wrong to what happened to Mary but I'm going to continue anyway. Now this could be a what if story lol. I haven't seen the new ep I only heard about it. I am taking this story in a whole new direction and maybe using some bits in show.

Here we go chapter two :)

"Dude how fingers am I holding?"

Dean holds up three fingers. Sam sits up and waves his brother off.

"Dean. I'm fine. Jack healed me."

"I'm making sure." Dean stands up and helps his brother up. "Lets get you in the car." Despite Sam's protests insisting he was fine Dean puts his arm around Sam and helps him in the car "We better get out of here before the ambulance turn up."

Dean looks at his brother's head where the blood was before Jack healed the injury. Back there was a scare to Dean. Sam was close to Death's door. Dean felt useless it wasn't one of those injures where he can get the alcohol, stitch it up and bandaged it. This was beyond Dean. Sam has been hit on the head lots of times but his Princess padding hair didn't save him this time. If it wasn't for Jack Dean was sure Sam was not going to make it.

"Dude." Sam smiles "I'm fine."

Dean walks round the car and gets in. He sits down and sighs heavily. He looks Sam to see he was sitting there...alive. Dean was afraid to turn away in case he looks back and sees his brother on the ground bleeding out again.

No Jack healed him. He's fine. Dean kept telling himself over and over.

He starts up the engine and puts his hands on the steering wheel. He lets the familiar purr calm him down.

"Dean." Dean looks at Sam. "What I said about you always putting me first..."

"Hey hey hey I don't think we need to go over your close to Death's door conversation."

"Its true Dean. You always put me first. Ever since we were kids."

"Its my job Sam." Dean smiles. "Its always been my job to protect my little brother."

"Because Dad..."

"Because I want to." Dean squeezes his brother's shoulder "Even now you are priority to me. I will always be there for you even at your last breaths. I would never leave you."

Sam smiles and sees the warmth in his brother's green, kind eyes. Sam smiles at the face who he has always looked up since he was a kid. Sam smiles at the man who had to be a brother, father and a mother to him.

"I know you will never leave."

Dean smiles and nods to ensure his brother he meant what he said. He gets out his phone and presses on to his mom's number.

The call went straight to voicemail.

Dean tried again but gets met with the same results.

"Hmm mom is not picking up."

"Try Jack."

Dean presses on to the nephilim's face. He hopes Jack will press the correct button.

Then.

"Hello."

"Jack. You and mom okay?"

Dean puts the call on loud-speaker.

"We're good. Everything is fine."

"Where are you?"

"In a cabin somewhere not really sure where. Mary left with Nick's body."

"Wait. Nick is dead." Sam says.

"Yes Mary shot him and I sent Lucifer back. We got there just in time."

A sigh a relief comes from the younger hunter. Nick is gone. The vessel of Lucifer is gone.

"Jack you want us to come and pick you up?"

"No that would not be necessary. I can fly remember. I'll see later at the bunker. Goodbye.

The call ended.

"So that's that." Dean says.

A tap on the window causes Dean to turn around. Donatello looks through the window looking puzzled.

Crap I forgot about him. Dean thought.

Dean was so worried about his brother he forgot Donatello was there. The hunter scolded at himself he should have paid attention to Donatello to. The Prophet got kidnapped and used as a communication device to the empty. Dean should have ensured he was okay.

Dean nods to say get in the car. The Prophet opens the door and gets into the back.

"You alright?" Dean asks.

Donatello pushes up his glasses.

"Yeah." He answered. He then sighs "Just another regular day for a Prophet...Hmm my cookies must be cold now."

Dean scoffs. The Prophet has been kidnapped by a manic and cookies is the first thing he thinks of.

"I think you better bake another batch." Dean says.

Donatello thought about it. He agreed and nodded.

"I will. First I need a nice cup of tea and maybe a nap...a long one."

"You do that."

Dean looks out the window at the spot where his brother was. Where Jack healed him. Dean felt grateful. He is glad he had that kid. Jack is a miracle. Maybe him having his powers back wasn't a bad thing after all. Maybe Dean is being too paranoid.

The Impala goes off down the road.

Jack ends the call and sighs with relief. Good the Winchesters fell for it. Seems Jack has got better at lying.

He looks down at the hole he made. It was deep. It looked deep. Jack was sure he didn't need to go further.

The nephilim puts the shovel down and walks into the cabin. He looks round thinking what he could use to wrap the body in.

He sees an old, muddy rug with a few holes. It wasn't a body bag but it will do. He drags Nick on to the rug and carefully wraps the rug around him.

Jack's eyes glow. The body rises off the ground hovering in the air. Jack walks out the cabin with the corpse following behind. Jack stops at the hole. He lowers his hands letting the burnt corpse of Nick go down into the hole.

Sam and Dean can't find out. They must not find out.

Jack picks up the shovel and starts filling up at the hole. He kept going until the body was completely covered in mud.

That's Nick sorted but Jack wasn't finished. Not yet.

In Cop shows Police investigate the crime scene finding any evidence they can that links to the case. If Jack left Nick's ingredients someone could find it and it could lead to Nick being found.

Jack had to get rid of it.

Jack walks in and scoops up the ingredients everything Nick used for the spell. He looks at the shirt where his blood was. With anger Jack burns the shirt letting it burn to nothing. With the remaining ingredients Jack dug a smaller hole and tossed them in. He fills it up and steps away.

The nephilim did one last check making sure everything was gone and there was nothing that could link to him, Nick or Mary.

Once satisfied Jack flaps his wings and appears in front of a house. He rings the door bell and waits.

The door opens revealing a very surprised Rowena.

"Jack." She looks at the nephilim's guilty expression. A bad feeling rose inside her. "Jack. What's wrong?"

Jack brushes past her. Rowena frowns and closes the door.

"Do Sam and Dean know your here?"

"I need your help." Jack quickly spoke.

He turns to the witch his eyes wide and desperate.

"I need you to help me find Mary."

Mary touches her mouth in shock as she looks round at the darkness of the empty. How the hell did she get here? She shouldsho be here she's human. Whatever Jack did...Mary's eyes widen. Jack he must be kicking himself right now. The huntress feared he will do something he will regret.

"He sent you here."

Mary looks back at the Devil. Lucifer nods knowing by her face this was his son's doing.

"Just like how he threw me back in here." Lucifer takes a step forward. Mary steps back. "I was that close to possessing Nick. Getting out of here. You and Jack had to come and screw everything up. I was mad...really mad but then I saw you and thought hmm maybe I still have a chance." He lunges and grabs Mary by the jacket. "Sam and Dean will want their Mama Winchester back." Mary struggles out of his grip "They will try to get that portal open." Lucifer grins "They got my son for the blood." His grin widens. "Maybe you haven't screwed up after all Mary."

Mary punches the Devil. Lucifer stumbles back and clutches his jaw. His eyes go red with rage. Mary sprints off running into the darkness.

The huntress had no idea where she was going but she had to get away. She had to be as far from the Devil as possible.