Michael came back dressed in flannel and jeans. He did not want to dress like the hunter but this is the only style of clothes that are available. He was in the bathroom for a while waiting for the orgasm to be over.

Danneel giggled when she saw her husband's blushed face as he stepped out of the bathroom and tossed his suit into the wash basket.

"Bob is not gonna be happy." She says.

Michael leans on the door and glares at her.

"You should be very careful young lady. That was out of order. That suit is what made me look respectable. This..." He gestures to his new clothes. "Makes me look like a sad, alcoholic who has no life."

"Are you describing Dean?" Danneel asks. "Yes Dean does drink but he is cute, a hero. Just like you."

"Hmm."

If only you knew who are talking to. Michael thought.

"I guess you better give the kid some company." Danneel says.

She turns and walks in the bedroom. Michael peers into the bedroom and watches Danneel get into bed. She beams at him as she snuggled down.

Can you she stop smiling at me like that. Michael thought with a groan.

If he had his powers the actress would be up in smoke right now.

"Yeah I can't leave my nephew alone." Michael joked.

Danneel laughs and turns on her side slipping one hand under the pillow.

"Okay uncle Michael." She teased.

She figured out who I am. Michael thought.

The archangel studies the woman's face. She didn't look serious.

Right humour...course.

"Good night." Danneel says.

"Night." Michael nodded.

He turns and goes down the stairs.

Jack has made himself feel right at home. He sipped his beer and went through the channels on the television. Scooby Doo appears on the screen. A child like smile forms on Jack's face. He loved this cartoon. Scooby Doo is the first show he watched. He was enjoying it until Dean decided to turn it off. The former nephilim found cartoons fascinating because cartoons are different compared to the real world. Animals talk in Scooby Doo, in the real world they can't. The monsters all turn out to be fake in the original Scooby Doo cartoons. It made Jack wonder if he will ever do a case one day that turns out to be a masked person. Would the person say the famous line?

"And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling kids."

Jack chuckled at Shaggy and Scooby eating huge amounts of food. The former nephilim always thought Dean was quite greedy but Shaggy and Scooby are worse. Again it puzzled Jack. In the real world a human can't swallow that amount of food down in one go yet in a cartoon they can and they don't even get indigestion.

The former nephilim hears foot steps coming down the stairs. They were too heavy to be Danneel's.

Uh oh its him.

Jack remained tense as he heard the archangel get closer and closer. Michael was already pissed with what happened earlier and Jack had a feeling he was going to get crap. Instead Michael sits next to him and folds his arms. The archangel raises his eyebrow at the T.V.

"You are watching...that?" He says.

"You know it?" Jack asks.

"Hmm. Dean's favourite child hood show. Dean, his brother and Castiel did end up in the cartoon."

"What!" Jack's eyes widen "They never told me that...wait are you messing with me?"

"I am not in the mood to mess with your pathetic little head."

"So you are telling the truth."

"Velma kissed Sam. Does that prove I am telling you the truth."

Jack looks back at the T.V.

"The girl with the glasses."

"Correct." Michael nodded.

Jack sat with a dumbfounded expression. His friends were in a cartoon, interacting with the cartoons characters.

They met the cartoon dog.

"Where was I?" Jack questioned to himself.

"You were busy killing my army with Mama Winchester." Michael answered. He the chuckled "Two sworn enemies, now powerless, sitting here talking about a cartoon." He then smirks. "Haven't we both come a long way."

"I have. Not you."

"Jack I could kill you right now with my bare hands."

"What's stopping you?"

"Can't disturb the wife and children."

"So if they were not here you would kill me?"

Michael shrugs and smiles. His eyes go on to the screen.

The Scooby Gang are dancing to a jukebox in a diner. Daphne Blake swayed her hips side to side, and spun when Fred took her hand. Michael's eyes go wide with delight as he watched Daphne's curvy body move in rhythm with the music.

Jack frowned at the archangel's dreamy expression.

"Daphne is quite a sight isn't she." Michael says.

"In what way?" Jack asks.

Michael eyes the cartoon character up and down.

"She is beautiful. Purple suits her. Her eyes..." Michael's smile widens "I can look into those eyes all day."

Okay this became too much for the former nephilim to hear. He picks up the remote and switches off the T.V. Michael turns and glares at the kid.

"Hey!."

"You were starting to sound like Dean when he watches porn sites."

"Dean? I sounded like Dean?"

"I didn't know you fancied Daphne."

Michael's eyes flash with rage.

"I do not!"

He then had a thought.

Dean again. First the food, then Danneel and now this.

Is there not one thing from Dean that does not make Michael look like an idiot.

"Sorry. Dean's childhood crush. Its resurfacing." Michael rubs his head.

"Dean's memories?" Michael nods at him. Jack tilts his head looking curious "Is it because you are human?"

"Very likely." Michael answered with a sigh. "Once I am an archangel again I will not have these human habits getting in my way."

"Then you plan to destroy us all." Jack says. The former nephilim straightens up and takes a deep breath "What you said earlier before you possessed Dean, did you mean that?"

Jack already read the script and in the script Michael said he was nothing.

"I mean, what are you? You're nothing."

"That's not what you said before."

"Ah. Yes. A moment of familial weakness. It won't happen again."

Jack looks at Michael straight in the eye the words from the script playing over and over in his head. He waited for the archangel to answer.

Michael thought he should might as well be honest. He was still in his weak state and he was too tired to come up with a load of lies to fill in the kid's head.

"I meant it." He answered it. "You are a special kid Jack. I admired your bravery back at the bunker when Lucifer took your grace." Jack closes his eyes at that memory. "Turning on your loved one is the hardest thing you can do. I know because I been there."

"You." Jack shakes his head. "You are incapable of love."

"I loved my brothers. Lucifer...my Lucifer and I were close. I took care of him while father focused on his work. When Lucifer refused to respect father's creations, I was stuck. I loved them both. I was only able to choose one. I stuck by my father's side and sent Lucifer to the cage."

"Let me guess you enjoyed it?"

Michael shakes his head.

"You really do see me as a monster."

"Yeah. I do. You killed innocent lives, you took Dean away from us."

"He said yes."

"Now he wants you out."

"You think I did not know that."

Jack stands up.

"I am not falling for this Michael. I am nothing. That's the truth. That's what you think of me."

"No. Jack. You are far from nothing. You remind me of Lucifer before he became the Devil. Seeing you brings back memories." Michael smiled sadly.

Lucifer's destroyed vessel played in Michael's head. The day God abandoned Michael still crushed the archangel inside. He put the couldn't care less act on but tonight Michael is slipping. His vulnerable side started coming through the cracks. First Dean witnessed it and now Jack. Michael was too tired to cover it up and part of him wanted Jack to know he is not the ultimate scary monster the hunters have described him as.

Jack's face remained stern.

"Last question. Does Dean think I am a burden to him, a responsibility?"

"Dean sees you as family." Michael replied honestly. "The day he said yes to me, he did not just do it for Sam, he did it for you to. The hunter has a soft spot for you."

"Is that the truth?" Jack asks his thoughts going back to the script.

"I'm in his head I know everything Jack." Michael stands up "You mean a lot to the Winchesters and Castiel. They are your family." Michael would have said more but he thought he said enough. He didn't want to make himself sound jealous. The archangel sighs and pats the former nephilim on the shoulder. "Good night Jack."

Michael turns his back on Jack and walks upstairs.

Jack sits down feeling puzzled. He sips his beer and thinks about the conversation he just had with the archangel.

Michael seemed different. He thought.

If Michael was telling the truth that means he lied in the script.

If we never went to this world Michael would have told that lie.

It made Jack wonder what else was going to change. He is going to have to ask Cas and Sam tomorrow.

Now the former nephilim needed rest. Jack lays down but he couldn't sleep. He was never really a sleeper. He laid with his eyes open and stares at the ceiling.

Michael walks past the guest room that Jack decided to not use and goes into Danneel's room. Danneel is asleep. Her eyes are closed and her breathing is steady.

Michael sits next to her and studies her expressions. It amazed him how humans need to rest so they can restore their energy. Michael runs his fingers along Danneel's hair but immediately let's go when she stirs and turns over.

Michael did not want to sleep. He did not face Dean again. So he sat back and watched the actress.

He watched her for the rest of the night.