After MJ spotted Nick finally asleep, making sure he was in it deep, she disabled the cameras of his cell and with the flap of wings she appeared in his cell.

She took a deep breath and slowly reached for him, not wanting to awake him. She placed her hand on his forehead and closed her eyes.

As Greeny dug deeper and deeper, Nick got more restless. Just as she felt she reached what she was looking for, Nick opened his eyes, but only for a second. A calming smile appeared on his face and he turned on his side and was asleep again.

MJ quickly disappeared and pop back in the control room. She was breathing heavily. She didn't know wheatear to be scared or angry.

All will be right, Mary Jane. I know you are scared.

"Scared? I'm terrified! He still has grace in him!" MJ shouted out loud.

Just enough for him to be identified. He is basically powerless, human. His grace would not recharge for centuries.

"Like that's a relief!"

Well it is not like he could go around taking grace from other angels. There are not many left.

"I remember perfectly what he did, and what I was told he did."

I know you do. But let me show you something else he did.

The memory starts pouring in and MJ could now see through Lucifer's eyes.

Lucifer slams the door of a car. "This is so stupid." He says frowning and leans his head on the hood of the car.

"Dean said to stay behind." Gabriel says observing their surroundings, sitting down."Any angel show up, we gotta defend this place."

Lucifer sighs heavily rubbing his temples.

Gabriel turns to him "It is really killing you that you're not out there impressing your kid, huh?"

Lucifer looks at him, shakes his head and shoves it back in his hands.

Gabriel lifts his head high and asks with a slight smirk "Lucifer, doo you really see a version where he sticks by you?"

Lucifer shrugs his shoulders and for a second he really doesn't know. And that's where a mask drops and he replies "I think the kid's really blown up by hisold man, so...Yeah, I do." with an uncertain nod.

"He's a kid. He likes shiny objects and magic tricks...But he's not like you. I can see it in his eyes." Gabriel points to his own eyes, making a point. "He's mother's bloodline, the Winchester's influence..."

"I can be an influence." Lucifer replies throwing a pebble over the hood of the car.

"Ough... He's not gonna want that." Gabriel replies clearly disgusted as he turns away from Lucifer again.

"He'll see who...what you are!"

Lucifer looks over at him, throwing another pebble "I've changed."

Gabriel turns to him again and gets up. As he walks to him he says "Dude, it's me. I've known you since the stars were made. You can't change. You're incapable of empathy, love. You live to be worshiped. Or feared. Or both."

Lucifer nods in non agreement and points his finger at Gabriel "Al right. I see you've done cool-aid. Fine." He felt a sting from his brothers words.

"Oh, is this the part when you tell me where Dad made up all those so-called lies about you?" Gabriel points back and rolls his eyes away.

Lucifer leans forward "Yeah, yeah. Pop locked me up, okay?"

Gabriel looks back at him slightly pissed "Don't you get it? Humans are innocent and beautiful... But you...You couldn't stand that the old man loved them more then he loved you.

A slight flicker in the memory occurred and the word you got replaced by the word her. And then the memory continued.

"So you tempted them and corrupted them and just to prove how flawed they were." Gabriel continued to yell.

Lucifer was angry(?) as he replied "You better be careful man."

Gabriel pushed "Dad saw your evil was like the first few cells of cancer...That would spread like the disease unless he cut it out. THAT is why he locked you up. To stop the cancer. But it was too late then. Guess what? It's too late for you now!" He turns his head away.

Lucifer stared at him for a moment when his vision got a bit blurry and then quickly turned away.

In that last second of the memory MJ could feel one single tear running down Lucifer's face as one ran down her face too.

"Are we going fishing?" Jack asked smiling from the back seat. He sounded excited. John glanced at Dean and confusingly asked "Are we?"

"Fishing? No." Dean frowned. They pulled up in front of a burger bar called Rolling Thunder and they all got out. After they got their order, they headed back to the car. Dean tossed his keys to Jack "Hey? Why don't you drive?"

Jack caught the keys clumsily and frowned in confusion "What? Dean... I don't drive." He said shaking his head.

John slides in the back not wanting to intrude on what was clearly a bonding moment for Dean and Jack. Seeing that Dean opens the passenger door saying "Now you do."

Jack felt scared and confused as he placed both of his hands on the wheel in 10-2 positions "Ok..." he goes and pulls the leaver but Dean grabs his hand "No, no. R is not for race." Gesturing his hand Dean explains "Put it in park, start it..." the car growled making Dean comment "Ough, boy."

Jack tried again and the engine roared/ "Ok, there we go... D for drive."

If John has learned anything for the past, it was that Dean loves that car. Heck, he even helped pick it up. It was clear to John Dean was treating this kid as it was his own.

Jack exhaled as the car growled a bit again and they slowly started pulling away. At one point for no good reason Jack hit the break and John hit his head in the front seat. He was gonna ask why would he do that, but Dean interrupted him with a soothing voice "Ok. All right. Keep going."

Jack accelerated a bit, and then car came to a more gentle stop. Dean kept nodding saying "Ok." But Jack didn't feel so assured "Look, I'm not very good at this."

"It's ok, you're doing just fine. Try using one foot, not two." Dean says pointing at the gas and brake pedals. "And just relax, take it smooth, don't over think it." He smiles "Here we go."

"Ok." Jack said before he accelerated again.

Dean still smiled at the kid "See? Huh?"

Jack smiled back "Yeah."

"Perfect... Now, let's keep it in the lines." Dean says as the car starts wobbling on the road.

Dean turned on the radio and they drove to the sound of Bachman Turner Overdrive's song called Let it ride.

"What do you think?" Dean asks. John wasn't sure who he was asking, but smiled when he heard Jack's response.

"It's like I'm you!"

Dean laughed as he answered "No! It's not."

"Feels good, doesn't she?"

"Yeah!" Jack replies smiling and then glances at Dean. Trying to copy him, he lets his arm rest on the opened window, making Dean laugh more letting out "oh,oh,oh!"

"This is the best day ever!" Jack shouts over the music.

John couldn't help but remember Dean's first driving lesson with a heavy sigh. Dean was nervously trying to start the car, put it in gear and drive his father to the hospital. All the way John was in the back seat, bleeding and yelling at Dean.

That was one memory John would like to forget.