The journey was silent and awkward. Michael was looking out of the window frowning at his father's work, Sam is driving keeping his eyes on the road, Jack sat at the back unsure whether he should start a conversation.

Jack scoops out his phone.

"Its Castiel." He says as he reads Misha on the screen.

"Answer it." Sam says.

Jack presses the button.

"Hello?"

"Jack? Where are you?". Cas asks.

"In the car."

"You are not at the studio yet?"

"No."

"Good because um...I need you to pick me up at the gas station. My um...wife was taking me but she got called somewhere it was urgent so she had to drop me off here."

"Or did you tell her to stop because you didn't want to go to the studio alone." Michael smirked. The angel hesitates causing Michael to laugh. "Oh Castiel you are a terrible liar. I know my brother too well. You were the adorable one of Heaven." Jack and Sam frown at the archangel. Michael shrugs. "Its true."

"I don't know if I should thank you for the compliment."

"Cas." Sam interrupts. "Send me the address. I'll come and get you."

"Right away Sam."

A message pops up and Sam types the address the angel has sent him.

"Okay Cas wait there. See you soon."

The call ends and Sam turns the car round and drives. Michael glances at the silver car which also turns round. He shrugs and leans back in the seat.

Fifteen minutes later Sam arrives at the gas station. Cas approaches the car window.

Sam tilts his head telling Cas to go in the back. The angel sits next to the former nephilim. Michael looks at the side mirror. He frowns when his eyes go on to the silver car.

"That car. It's following us."

Sam ignores the archangel and types in the studio address.

"Sam."

"What?" Sam answers not interested in listening to the bastard who took his brother away from him.

"That car. I think its following us."

"Maybe its just going to the same place as us." Jack shrugged.

"When we turned they turned. When we came here they came here. Don't you find it strange." Michael says.

"If this is an excuse to get out of the car Michael then forget it." Sam snaps.

Michael huffs and folds his arms. Cas looks at the younger hunter.

"How is he?"

Michael rolls his eyes.

"I'm right here you know Castiel you can just ask me the question."

Jack was about to open his mouth about this last night and this morning but Michael looks at him. The look to say shut up. Jack obeys his alternative uncle. Best to talk about it when Michael is not around.

Sam drives out on to the road and the sliver car follows. Michael started getting agitated. He is warrior of Heaven. He knows tactics and strategies. He knows who is suspicious and that car, it is bad news.

If the archangel had his enhanced senses he would be able to listen in on the drivers behind them.

Another reason to why being human is the worst thing that could happen to me. He thought.

Eventually Sam was back on the original route.

"Castiel. What was your wife like?" Jack asks.

"Um...I um had children." Cas answers.

"Lucky. They are lucky to have a father like you." Jack beamed.

"They are not my children they are Misha's children. They were interesting children and my wife...again interesting."

"Overall the experience was interesting." Michael sighed.

Cas nods.

"One word to describe it yes."

Two cars suddenly drive on to the road blocking Sam's view. The car doors open and masked figures charge out with guns in their hands.

"What is going on?" Jack asks.

Michael looks at the side mirror. The silver car pulls up and two masked figures step out both also carrying guns.

I knew it.

"Get out!" The masked man from the silver car orders.

Sam gulps as the masked people surround the car.

"We can fight them." Michael and Cas both say.

The two beings from Heaven look at each other. Cas straightens up in his seat as he looks at his alternative commander. Michael smirks. His Castiel was always like this when Michael gave out an order.

"No." Sam points at Cas. "You are human and you..." His finger turns to Michael. "I'm not letting you put my brother in danger."

Michael sighs.

"Alright. So what's the plan Sammy?"

Sam cringed at the nickname. Hearing that from his brother's mouth but not his brother actually saying it did freak Sam out a bit.

"Out of the car NOW!"

"They are getting impatient Sam." Jack says.

The poor kid looked nervous. If he had his powers all those masked figures would be wiped out. Again Jack felt useless. He is nothing without his powers. He had no purpose. Cas notices the sadness in Jack's eyes. Cas wanted to comfort him but now wasn't the time.

Michael got tired of waiting. He rolls down the window and smiles.

"You want us to step out. Sure."

Michael grabs the masked man by his jacket and slams him into the door.

"Michael!"

Michael gets out and brushes his suit down. He even brushed his hair back. The archangel liked to look smart when he is about to go into situations like this.

Michael yanks the man up and wraps his arm around his throat.

"Let him go." Another masked figure that sounded like a woman yells.

Michael picks up the gun and presses it against the man's head.

"PUT THE GUN DOWN!" A third one yells.

"You first." Michael says his voice stern and threatening

The other door opens and Jack gets dragged out of his seat.

"Shut the hell up kid." The masked woman yells.

She puts a gun to Jack's head.

Sam and Cas go to get out but guns immediately get aimed at their faces.

"One move and this kid dies." The masked woman growled.

"One move and your friend dies." Michael smirked.

"You wanna risk it? Risk their lives to." The woman looks at Sam and Cas who are at gun point.

Michael tends to not care. He taught himself to not let others hold him back. Not everybody can be saved in a war. Michael has lost angels, his soldiers but he moved on. Grieving is a weakness. Expressing any emotion is a weakness.

This is a situation where Michael can be like screw you and take the shot and run but he remained froze. He could shoot the woman but then the angel and the hunter are at risk.

The archangel looks into Jack's scared eyes. He can see the kid silently crying out for help. If this is a chance for Jack Kline to die then sure yeah Michael would take it but he couldn't. This is the kid who he teased this morning, the kid who he offered a place in his army, the kid who turned on his father and went on his own path not ending up like the Devil.

Although these once two powerful beings were at war, Michael's desire to end this abomination has dropped. He didn't see an abomination he saw an innocent child. Michael sighs its been so long since he dug into that part of his role. The protector of children. Here he with an innocent child who was close to getting a bullet in his head.

As much as the brother of his vessel and the angel get on his nerves, he had to let them live they are Jack's family.

So Michael nods.

"Fine."

He drops the gun and raises his hands.

"You win."

The woman lowers her grin.

"See. Wasn't so hard." She suddenly smacks the former nephilim across the head with the gun. The impact of the hit sends Jack on the ground.

"I surrendered!" Michael yells.

The second masked man from the silver car nods.

"Yes you did."

He steps in front of the archangel. He could have sworn he heard Michael growl. An animal growl.

The man smirks.

"Now you belong to us."

The man who Michael had at gun point kicks Michael in the back. The archangel groans and drops to his knees.

"M...Michael."

Michael spots Jack pinned down to the ground. The former nephilim had blood trickling down his head. His frightened blue eyes lock on to Michael no Dean's green ones.

"Jack...everything is going to be okay." Michael ensures him.

Then the bag goes over Michael's head.