A week later, Dean and Sam were sitting in the library when Cass walked in.

"We found a case." Dean told the Angel. "A few hours from here, sounds like a werewolf."

Cass sat down and Sam turned the laptop towards Cass.

"Two vics so far, both with their hearts ripped out." Sam said.

"Sam and I were talking." Dean said, not exactly sure how to broch the subject. "We think Jack should join the hunt."

"What?" Cass asked, glaring at the two men. "He is not well enough prepared for a fight against a werewolf."

Cass knew he was probably being overprotective of the boy, but he couldn't help it. Jack may not be his birth son, but he loved him like he was . He knew he would not be able to bare losing him.

"Look, Cass." Dean said. "I know you want to protect the kid, we all do. But he wants to hunt, and he is prepared."

"I promised Kelly I would protect him." Cass said.

"We know." Sam said. "But Cass, Jack is strong and smart. He just wants a chance to prove himself."

"He has told you he wanted that chance?" Cass asked, with a sigh.

"He came to both of us." Dean said. "Asked, actually pleaded with us, to convince you to allow him to hunt. Trust me, it's best to allow him to hunt with us. That way we can keep an eye on him and guide him through it. If not, he may just try it on his own."

"He would not defy me like that." Cass said, but his voice held uncertainty.

"He's a teenage boy." Sam said.

"Jack is doing great in his training." Dean said. "Kids a natural."

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY OM MY WAYWARD SON!

Jack was sitting cross legged on his bed, his laptop sitting in front of him, when he heard a knock on his door.

"Come in." Jack said, smiling when Cass entered the room.

"Hello Jack." Cass said, sitting on the bed. "We need to talk."

"What about?" Jack asked, as he exited the game he was playing and closed the laptop.

"Dean said that you came to him and Sam and asked them to persuade me to allow you to hunt." Cass said.

Jack's smile faded and he bowed his head. "I'm sorry, Castiel."

"There is nothing to apologize for." Cass said, gently cupping Jack's chin and rising his head up so they were eye level. "I know you trust Dean and Sam, and I trust them. If you ever think I am being unfair, I want you to go to them."

Cass released his chin, and laid his hand on the youth's knee.

"I am new to this role as a Father." Cass said. "I will make mistakes. I will never be upset with you for going to Dean and Sam."

"So, can I hunt?" Jack asked with his best puppy eyes. A little trick Sam had taught him.

"Yes." Cass said, causing Jack to smile and lean forward to hug Cass.

"Thank you." Jack said.

"You are doing very well with your training." Cass said, returning the hug. "You deserve the opportunity to hunt."

They broke apart, and Cass gave the youth a serious look.

"But you will follow the rules and do as we say." Cass said. "You are at the very bottom of the chain of command, and will remain there until you are more experienced. Is that understood?"

"Yes Sir, I understand." Jack said.

"Then pack a bag, we leave in ten." Cass said.

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

Four hours later, Dean drove into a small town named Oak Bend. He pulled into the parking lot of shady looking motel. It had been a very long four hours for Jack. The entire trip, all three adults kept quizzing him on the proper methods of hunting and killing werewolves.

"I say we check in, then hit the woods." Dean said. "Both attacks happened about a mile from here, we start there and see if we can track it. It will be getting dark in a few minutes."

The others agreed, and ten minutes later they were hiking through the dense woods. They were still hiking through the woods seven hours later.

By the time they made it back to the motel, three of the four were exhausted. Jack was almost wishing he would have stayed at the bunker.

"I will walk around town while you sleep." Cass said. "See if I can find out anything."

"Okay." Dean said. "But be careful."

"Of course." Cass assured him.

"Can I go with you?" Jack asked. He was exhausted, but he was also anxious for some action.

"No." Cass replied. "You need some sleep."

"I'm not sleepy." Jack lied.

"Yes you are." Cass said. "Now take a shower and get some rest."

"But I want to go with you."

"Jack." Cass said, sternly. "When I agreed to allow you to come on this hunt, you agreed to follow orders."

"I know." Jack said, looking down. He hadn't meant to argue, he just really wanted to prove himself. And he couldn't prove himself if he was asleep.

Cass placed a hand on the youth's shoulder and said. "Get some rest, and we will return to the woods this evening. I want you rested when we find the werewolf."

"Yes Sir." Jack said.

Cass nodded, then left.

"Being at the bottom of the chain of command sucks." Sam said.

"Yes it does." Jack sighed.

"That's why I'm glad your part of the family now." Sam smirked. "I'm not the youngest anymore."

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

Despite his claim of not being sleepy, Jack was the last one to wake up. Dean, Sam, and Cass were sitting at the small table in the motel room.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." Dean said. "Come on and eat, we're leaving in an hour."

Jack stood up and walked over to the table and sat down. As Dean, Sam, and Jack ate, Cass told them what he had learned in town.

"The first victim, Allen Smyth, was a park ranger." Cass said. "He missed his check in with the main office, and another ranger was sent to make sure everything was okay. He found ranger Smyth inside the ranger station, brutally beaten, his heart removed.

The next victim was a teenage girl named Amanda Tiller. She was in the woods attending a party when she apparently wondered off alone. Her parents reported her missing the following morning and searcher's began scouring the woods. She had also been brutally beaten and her heart had been removed."

"If she was at a party, why did the other teenagers not report her missing?" Jack wanted to know.

"You've never been to a wild teenage party in the middle of the woods." Dean replied, with a smile. "Everyone was probably too drunk and or stoned to notice a missing girl. Those kind of parties are awesome."

"Nor will you ever attend one of those parties." Cass said, giving Dean a glare.

"Why not?" Jack wanted to know.

"Because I said so." Was Cass's answer.

"Wow." Dean smirked at the Angel. "You just sounded like Dad."

They finished eating and discussing their next move. Then left the room and headed back to the woods.

They had been in the woods for a couple hours, when they heard a loud scream.

"This way." Dean said, taking off at a run towards the sound. Then he shouted. "Jack, stay behind us!"

The four hunters ran into a large clearing in time to see a rather large werewolf standing over a woman in her late twenties.

"Get away from her! Dean shouted, aiming his gun at the creature and shooting. Sam, Cass, and Jack also fired.

The werewolf was fast and managed to dodge the bullets, then it bolted into the woods.

"Cass!" Dean shouted, as him and Sam chased the beast. "You and Jack stay with her!"

Cass rushed to the woman, who was still on the ground. She screamed and tried to crawl away from Cass.

"It's okay." Cass assured her. "You are safe, we will not hurt you."

"I'm going to help Dean and…" Jack started, but Cass reached out and grabbed his arm.

"You will do no such thing, you will help me get this woman out of the woods." Cass said.

"But they may need help." Jack said.

"This woman needs our help." Cass said.

"But…" Jack started, but Cass once again stopped him.

"I said no." Cass said sternly.

Jack sighed, but did as he was told. Him and Cass got the woman to safety.

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!

An hour later, the four hunters were back at the motel.

"Not a bad day's work." Dean said, as he took a long drink of beer. "We ganked the monster and saved the girl."

"You and Sam ganked the monster." Jack said, sullenly. He was sitting on his bed and had been quite since they had returned to the room.

"You and Cass got the vic to safety." Sam said.

"Yeah." Dean said. "If that thing had given Sam and me the slip, he would have returned and finished the job."

"But it's not fair." Jack said, standing up. "I want to hunt, not stay in the background."

"Part of hunting is standing in the background." Dean said, his voice stern. "Hunting is about following orders, saving people, and killing monsters. You are new to hunting, so your roll right now is standing back and learning."

"I am a good hunter." Jack said, his voice raising slightly. He wasn't exactly sure why he was getting angry. What Dean said, made since. But Jack was still upset.

"Yes you are." Cass said. "But you are still very young. In time, you will be experienced enough too….."

"But it's not fair." Jack said, through gritted teeth.

Cass stepped closer to Jack and gave the teen a hard look. His voice was low and stern when he said. "You will stop this nonsense right now, young man. I have already explained to you that you will follow orders if you wish to continue to hunt. You tried to disobey Dean's direct order in the field, which had better not happen again. Then you give us attitude and act like a sullen child because you did not get your way."

Jack gulped, he had never seen Cass this angry before.

"Before you were born." Cass continued, his voice softening a little, but still stern. "I read a lot of books on child rearing, a lot of them. There is a major controversy about whether or not corporal punishment is an acceptable form of discipline. However, I believe there are many benefits from the use or corporal punishment."

"W..what is corporal punishment?" Jack asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer.

Cass reached out and touched Jack's temple, and Jack was able to see the books that Cass had read.

"That looks painful." Jack said, once Cass removed his hand.

"It is." Cass agreed. "But in some cases, I believe it is necessary."

"I'm sorry, Castiel." Jack said, truly meaning it. He had not really meant to disobey Dean or disrespect them.

"You are a very sweet and very good person." Cass said, his voice softer. "But as I said, you are very young. One day, I am quit certain, you will become an amazing hunter. But first you must listen and learn. Dean and Sam have been hunting since they were children. And I have been alive for centuries. You must listen to us and learn from us."

"I know, Castiel." Jack said, feeling very guilty about his recent behavior. "I am very sorry for the way I acted." He lowered his eyes, not able to look the older man in the eyes.

"Thank you for apologizing." Cass said, gently lifting Jack's chin with his fingertip. "I will let the behavior slide this one time, but only one time. Understand?"

"Yes Sir."

Cass hugged the young Nephilim and said. "Always remember, Jack. I love you and always will. I may have to scold you, or even punish you at times. But that does not change the fact that I love you."

"I love you too, Castiel." Jack said, returning the hug.

TBC!

Please let me what you think, good or bad. I should have the next chapter up within a couple of days.