Jack was looking at his phone trying to call Dean. There was no answer. He missed Sam and Dean. He looked around his cheap room. It was small but it was paid for. It was his for the time being. Right now he was on a case. There was attacks on a group of college students. Since no one called him to see how he was doing, he figured for the time being he can hunt. He never told anyone, not Cas, Hannah or his uncles, knowing they all would drag his ass home. Yes he was a adult, but in the scope of eternity, he was a infant. They would lock him up in Heaven to keep him safe.
As much as he thought Heaven was beautiful, it was still a prison. No souls got out. The angels will blindly follow Michael's orders, and keep Jack locked up. For his safety. Gabriel had called him earlier, he wanted to know how Jack was doing. Jack had lied and said he was going to the beach for Spring Break. Gabriel was delighted and mentioned he was due for a vacation and would come join him later. Jack hoped that Gabriel didn't come, he wasn't even in that state. He was far away from the beach. He was in a nowhereville small town. He "borrowed" a car from an airport. He knew stealing was wrong, so he borrowed it from a valet guy for the time being. The guy mentioned the traveler would be out of the country for a few weeks and rented Jack the car for a few days for a few bucks. Jack was grateful. He knew he can return the car after he was done with his case.
There was news reports that college women were being kidnapped by a unknown person. If that was unusual enough, the ones that weren't kidnapped for very long came back with healed scars on their bodies. They said they never seen their attackers, but they had said that the guy had gave them drugs and tied them to a bed. It wasn't enough to knock them out, but it was enough for them to see them suck the blood. If that wasn't unusual enough, the guy "healed" their cuts shortly after. They all swore to see a small smoke of light radiating from their cuts. Based on those reports, Jack knew he needed to be here to solve the case. Bad enough that they were kidnapped and getting injured, but the reports of those women seeing a light coming from their bodies, Jack knew that this wasn't a regular creep. This may be a new monster no one heard of. He was going to ask Dean for help, but there was no answer.
Dean must be busy. He did mention he was going to see Jenna for a few days, before he went to find some Tablets with Sam. He debated calling Sam, but didn't. He might accidentally tell Piper and she will turn around and tell her sisters. Who in turn will tell his uncle Michael he was hunting. No way he was risking that. Hmm. He was considering calling Castiel, he knew he could ask Cas for info but, then again Castiel might get suspicious and ask questions. Claire did the same thing before she started hunting. She asked a lot of questions about hunting. Right after she turned eighteen, she was gone. She rarely came home. Not even in her new home. Jody says Claire is currently on the road.
Wait a minute. He can call Claire. She won't say anything. She hunts too. Jack calls her phone. Hoping she answers, knowing she rarely answers the phone.
"Hello?"
"Claire? It's Jack."
"Oh. Hey. What's up?"
"Are you busy right now?"
"What is it Jack." Right to the point as usual.
"Are you alone?"
"Why. Castiel and Hannah are in Heaven at the moment. They called me before they left. They wanted to make sure I was okay being alone. Goddamn, I am a grown ass woman. I can take care of myself. I am alone. Currently looking for a case."
"Really. That's good. Right now I am on one."
"Jack, whatever your uncles are doing, it has nothing to do with me. I want nothing to do with those winged freaks. No offense."
"No. Uncle Gabriel and Castiel are busy with something else. I found a new case. There is currently a monster kidnapping women."
"Kidnapping? Shouldn't you call the police?"
"It's not just an ordinary case. This is unusual." Jack proceeds to tell Claire the details of the case.
"Grigori. My mom died from one. Castiel and The Winchesters hunted them years ago. They eat souls."
"What?! Uncle Raphael said all of them were dead."
"Your uncles are fools. They are supposed to be extinct. Looks like a few escaped."
"Dammit. I need to kill the rest of them."
"Sure you are old enough to hunt?" Claire teased. Knowing Jack was well guarded at all times, and was watched over 24/7 by angels.
"I am a grownup. I been on my own for a few years now."
"Yeah, but everyday a angel checks up on you."
Jack knew that was true. Growing up, there was always a angel watching over him. Even in college. Some of the students there were angels in disguise. Even the professors. Heck, even now there was a few that were watching over him. Jack knew he needed to be careful. If any saw him in danger, they would report straight to Michael and Raphael.
"You need help Jack?"
"Actually, I would like that. I cannot use my grace. I would be tracked down easily. The more the merrier."
"You are SO lame. Where are you?"
Jack told Claire.
"OK. That is a few hours away. Sit tight. See you soon."
Jack thanks her and hangs up. He was debating on what to do for the time being, till he hears a woman's voice.
"Hello, Jack."
Jack turns around in a hurry. Standing behind him was a black woman in a leather trench coat. She looked familiar.
"Billie?"
"Not quite."
"Who are you then."
"They call me Death. I am not originally from this world."
"Were you the one to open that rift in Malaysia. Besides, I though Death was a older middle aged man. You look young."
"No that was someone else."
"What do you want with me."
"Nothing. I just need a favor from you. Tell no one you saw me. Those victims. They are just a few miles from here."
"Why are you telling me this. Are you here to collect their souls?"
''No. Those women have their own reapers. But if you don't save them there will be no soul left to collect."
"My stepsister Claire is coming to help me. She'll be here soon."
Death nodded. "I need you to do a task. I need you to eat their hearts."
"Huh? Eat the women's hearts! I would never do that! They are innocent."
"Not the women. The Fallen Ones. I need you to kill them. I need you to eat their hearts."
Jack was horrified. "Why? Isn't killing them enough?"
"You are needed. Just trust me."
"But..."
Death vanishes. Jack wondered what the hell was going on. He stood there for a few minutes wondering what to do when he got a call. It was his foster dad, Castiel. Jack walks over to the phone and answers it.
"Hello?"
"Jack. Just checking in. Hows things."
"Fine, Cas. I'm just watching TV." He lied.
"That's good. I was just wondering. Did you ever hear from Dean or Sam lately?"
"No. Why what's up?"
"I tried calling Dean and Sam. Neither one is answering."
"Maybe they are on dates. They are both on vacation."
"Well, not right now." Then Castiel tell Jack what went down in San Francisco.
"Oh my goodness. Is everyone alright?"
"Yes. We managed to save Samandriel. Dean, Sam and everyone else is safe."
"Phew. I'm glad for that. How's Hannah?"
After Jack and Castiel talked for a few minutes Jack said goodbye. He was wondering why Dean never answered his phone. Maybe he needed his alone time with Jenna. He'll call him later. As he sat down on his bed, he wondered what Death told him. Eat Grigori hearts. Why? He knew they were angels. Not the good kind, but expelled ones. Raphael told him they were kicked out of Heaven centuries ago. Apparently during the Great War. Those angels didn't fight. They were sent to Earth to protect humanity. But they broke the rules. They went to Earth and started killing humans. They had a taste of human souls. When the Archangels found out, Michael went and destroyed them, one by one. They believed all of them died, but a few survived. That is probably why Death told Jack to kill them. He was fine with that, he was his nephew, but to eat their hearts? Ew.
Since there was nothing better to do, Jack decided to do some research on his laptop. See if there was any lore on Grigori. There was some lore, nothing that Jack already knew, but according to legend, they were the first class of angels to arrive on Earth. They took vessels, and started lusting after human women. They ended up raping those women and when they got a taste of the women, they wanted more. It wasn't just their bodies, it was the emotion those women carried. Then they went on to eating souls. No one was spared. Men, women, children. All were fair game. All were believed to be destroyed, but since Claire and Death told them that there was a few left on Earth, Jack knew he needed to kill them. He wondered if stabbing them with an Angel Blade was enough. Probably not. Since he was half-angel, maybe eating their hearts was guaranteed to kill them. He knew he couldn't use his grace, so he decided to practice fighting.
Two hours later, Jack was tired. He practiced every fighting stance he knew, and he figured he needed a break. Claire will be here in a few hours. But Jack didn't know if Claire would be here on time. Those missing girls would need his help soon. He shot Claire a text that he was going to look for anything unusual, and he'll let her know if he found out anything. Claire had wrote back and told him to be careful; and not be caught by angels. Jack got changed, took some weapons in a backpack and headed out. He saw a angel. He was working as a housekeeper. He pretended not to notice Jack, but Jack knew he was watching Jack just to make sure he was safe. As much as he appreciated it, he felt like he had a permanent nanny tethered around his neck. Michael needed to stop being so overprotective.
Smiling at the angel, Jack pretended to go to the restaurant downstairs. He needed to lose him. Plus he needed to sneak out of sight, knowing there may be more angels sent down to keep an eye of him. When he sat down to eat, he saw a trucker. He was drinking a coffee, but Jack saw right through him. He must be another angel. Sigh. Sneaking away would be a lot harder than it looked. Sitting down he ordered a burger and fries. He also ordered a chocolate shake. He wasn't hungry, but he needed to make the angels believe he was just sitting down to eat before he snuck away. The housekeeper angel came downstairs and started vacuuming the lobby, knowing it faced the restaurant. Ugh. This would be a lot more challenging. He decided to ask Claire for some help on how to get rid of angels. When Claire texted him back, she sent him a picture of a angel banishing sigal. She mentioned it needed to be written in fresh human blood, and it would banish any near angels away.
Hmm. The design didn't look so hard, but he wondered if his blood would work. He was half angel. Plus what would happen if those angels told Michael on what he did? Michael himself would take Jack back to Heaven. He needed a new plan. Then he saw a bus of high school kids. He had a idea. When his food was delivered, he asked for it to be boxed up. There was a few of those kids in the hotel lobby. One of them was wearing a hat. Luckily for Jack, there was a shop right in the lobby that sold souvenirs. One of them sold hats exactly like his. After he got his food and paid with a tip, he went to the souvenir shop and bought a identical hat plus sunglasses. He was waiting for a perfect time to talk to one of the students. After putting on his new accessories he looked around for the perfect target. There was one. He kinda looked like him. He needed him to switch places. When he saw the student going towards the washrooms he knew he had one shot. He followed him.
Making sure there was no angels following him, he ducked inside the men's washroom. He saw the boy using a urinal. He felt weird asking a total stranger for a favor, but there was innocent people in danger. Plus he had money. He can pay him. After pretending to wash his hands, he waited till the boy was done and when he was he started to wash his hands.
The boy must have noticed Jack he asked him "What's your problem?"
"I need a favor."
"Depends on what it is."
"I need you to pretend to be me."
"Why? Are you in trouble with the law?"
"My uncle. He sent angels to keep an eye on me."
"Angels. huh. Are you a member of a church?"
"Heaven."
"Oh. That kind of church. Yeah, my parents are strict too. What do you want me to do. We don't look that much alike."
"With this hat and sunglasses, we can switch places for the time being. I need to meet some girls."
"Really. Lucky. Okay, getting laid is your priority. Got it. I totally understand. But I don't work for free."
"What do you want."
"Fifty bucks, plus your jacket."
"But this jacket was a gift from my dad."
"Than forget it."
"Deal." Jack knew innocent lives were at stake. They traded clothing. Jack handed him his boxed food, telling him he needed to be seen carrying something. After Jack paid him, he told him to walk down the street by himself for the time being so Jack can sneak away. He asked the kid to go first and not look back. He said he didn't need to go far, just lure those angels away from the hotel so Jack can go the other direction.
After the kid left, Jack cautiously opened the door. He seen both the trucker and the housekeeper angels walk out following him. There was another one that joined him, it was the souvenir clerk. Yikes. He hoped that they didn't figure out Jack's plan right away. After Jack looked like he was safe, he went out the side door. He couldn't take his car, knowing the angels will be looking for it. So Jack walked down the streets instead. He needed to track down some info for the missing girls.
He walked down some streets till he saw a girl. Jack recognized her as one of the girls that escaped. He decided to ask her some questions.
"Excuse me miss?"
The girl looked at him. She had a haunted look in her eyes. What exactly did this monster do to her. Jack swore to kill it. Heart or no heart.
"I was wondering about some missing girls. I was wondering what happened."
"What do you want to know. My friends are gone. I seen weird things. I was violated."
"Did he hurt you?"
"He did something to me. I don't know what. But I need to go home."
"Before you go, I need to know. Do you know where those girls are?"
"Why. Are you planning on hurting them too. It's too late. My friends are dead. Whatever that man did, he drained them of their blood. None of them are moving anymore. They are gone. If you want to tell the cops, tell them to go to a abandoned mental hospital. That is where my friends bodies are.'
"Thank you. I promise your friends will be okay."
"Yeah right. We prayed to God. He didn't answer. He didn't protect us."
Jack didn't know what to say. He knew she was right. His Grandfather stopped caring a long time ago. He told her to rest up. He then went towards the direction she pointed to. Looking behind him, he made sure there was no one following him. He knew he didn't have much time. The angels must have already figured things out. It wouldn't take long before his uncles or Castiel tracked him down.
He stayed off the main streets afraid he would be seen. He was not taking any chances. Anyone could be a angel. He needed a car. Luckily Dean showed him how to hot wire one. Despite Jack knowing it was wrong, this was an emergency. He found one and after hot wiring it, he drove away.
It took him a few minutes to find the place. It was run down and creepy looking. He parked down the street just in case. He didn't want to startle the Grigori. He ducked when he saw a police car. He wasn't sure if they were angels or not. After he felt like he was safe, he got up. He waited a few minutes. There was a man coming. He was carrying a case. After he looked around he went inside the fence where the hospital was. From here Jack could see his grace. But his grace, it looked perverted. He looked like he had a mix of human souls. Jack wanted to vomit. He swore to kill him and eat his heart.
He went inside the hospital. Armed with his angel blade, he went inside. At first he didn't see anything but after his eyes adjusted he waited to hear any noises. He thought he heard a distant moan. It was coming down the hall. Towards the darkest area of the hospital. Of course. The Grigori didn't want to see what they were doing to their victims. Jack wished he could use his grace. But he couldn't. His Grandfather would know he exists. Then everyone will die.
Since he had no one to count on, he went towards the hallway. Swallowing quickly he hid in some rooms making absolutely sure he couldn't be caught. He had a soul, and being a half-angel, he knew the Grigori would consider him a drug. He was not taking any chances. He turned off his phone.
Meanwhile, Claire got off the bus. Luckily for her there was a bus transfer and she was able to make it a few hours early. She tried calling Jack but there was no answer. She was armed with her weapons. Including her angel blade. There was no way in hell she was calling Castiel. She knew he cared for her like a daughter, but he was indirectly responsible for getting her dad killed. She hated angels ever since.
Except Jack. Plus Castiel and Hannah. They took her in. She could have went to a foster home but Castiel insisted that Claire move in with his wife and foster son. She protested, but at least she didn't have to move from foster home to foster home. She heard the stories. She was glad she didn't have to be a only child. When Castiel told her there was a boy her age living with them, she was somewhat pleased. But was disappointed when he was part angel.
It was a rough couple of weeks. Her and Hannah fought. Hannah obviously never had any experience raising children and thought being strict was the way to go. She watched too much reality TV. She thought watching Supernan was the way to go. Lame.
Castiel wasn't much better. He thought by being her friend was the way to go. Loser. Claire was seriously thinking of running away from home till Jack and her sat down and played with a deck of cards. Jack sympathized with Claire's situation. Jack told her that he lost his mom when he was born. Claire tried arguing that he was just a newborn and wouldn't understand. It was impossible for him to remember her. But Jack told her he remembered everything about Kelly Kline. As a Nephilim he was aware of everything she ever did. Claire had told him that was creepy. But after a few hours Claire and him got along. She found herself liking him. Sure he was somewhat of a ditz, but was kind and emphatic. His mom died. His dad was the devil. For that Claire didn't envy him. He was a orphan.
She remembered how her and Jack got along after that. He even went along with her crazy schemes. They were even grounded after they were both caught hitchhiking to go to a concert in Chicago. Just their luck the Winchesters had to be the ones driving the car. Claire remembered the lecture they both got from Sam and Dean. Since they were living with angels, it was impossible to sneak out. Angels never slept. Either Castiel or Hannah would be around. If not them, the Archangels. They came over almost every week to visit Jack. Ever since Jack moved out, the Archangels missed him and came over to visit all the time.
Claire usually spoke her mind, but no way in hell she was going to say anything bad in front of them. Her parents were in Heaven. She was afraid they would throw them out. But Jack assured her they were guardians of souls. Once you get in, you cannot leave. Claire wasn't sure if that was a good thing. But it was better than Hell she guessed. Michael she found too formal. His vessel was handsome enough, but his true self was powerful. She knew he could snap her, Castiel and Hannah out of existence. Raphael was also somewhat intimating. He reminded her of their school vice-principal. Way too strict. But he helped both with their homework sometimes. Gabriel she liked the most. He actually worked as a janitor at her school. He was a favorite with the staff and students. When her and Jack graduated he quit. He then moved away to party in his spare time. Lucifer she never met. He was Jack's father. But Claire hated him. It was his demons that got her parents killed. She never blamed Jack though. Jack was way too sweet to be related to him.
After she graduated, and after she found out what God was really like, she decided to not go to college. What was the point. God was a cold S.O.B. She decided to become a hunter instead. Both Castiel and Hannah tried to talk her out of it. They worried Claire would die. Claire had reminded them she was eighteen and no longer required to live at home anymore. She said her goodbyes and left.
Without a place to live, a hunters life was a lot harder than it looked. Sam and Dean made it look so easy. They both reminded her that they spent their whole lives hunting. They warned her-expect nothing. She had brushed them off than realized that was true. No one thanked her, she spent most of her time sleeping in shitty places, if even that. Sometimes she slept in alleys. She kept herself awake most of the time. There was many weirdos that tried to harm her. She was also robbed several times. It made her a harder person.
The one time she trusted the wrong man. He took her in than he turned her into a werewolf. Luckily it was Sam and Dean that saved her. Before she transformed, they cured her. They recommended she move in with Sheriff Jody Mills. She found herself living with a group of lost girls, they were like Claire. Unsure what to do. It was a rough couple of months, but Claire ended up loving it there. She even paid rent. Jody had protested. But Claire reminded her she needed to feel independent. She felt glad she had a place to go home to.
She kind of wished Jack lived with them. She missed him. He is like her brother. They called each other stepsiblings. He was the only one that never judged her on her choices. She hoped he was safe. He was hunting the same species of bastards that killed her mom. She hoped he was okay. He was a half-angel, but was limited on what he can do. Just in case God tracked him down. Claire had to see where his last signal was. She needed to help him. Just in case. He didn't hunt as long as she did. She had a feeling he was in trouble.
She went to the bathroom to freshen up. Plus to check out her laptop. She plugged in her phone to see where Jack last texted her. According to the data, it was close by. She pulled up the address. It was a abandoned insane asylum. She put her tech away and left the bathroom. Then she saw a unwelcome sight. Castiel. Shit. He was in the bus depot. Most likely waiting for her or Jack. She needed a disguise. If Castiel sees her, he would know she was here to meet up with Jack. Than he'll tell Michael. Jack would go to Heaven and be locked up against his will. No way Claire was going to let Jack down. She was debating what to do, when she saw a window in one of the toilet stalls. She decided to sneak out. Luckily it was open. It took her a few minutes to shimmy out, but she made it outside. She then walked quickly away trying not to draw attention to herself. She prayed that no one saw her.
She made it to a Biggersons restaurant down the street and she ducked inside a phone booth. She saw Castiel outside of the depot a few minutes later with who she assumed was a couple of angels. She knew she was going to be watched for too. Fuck. This was going to be a lot more trickier than she thought. Now what.
She saw a taxi pull up and drop off someone. She got a idea. She walked towards him and asked the driver if she drop her off somewhere. The driver tried to tell her he had another fare, but when Claire gave him a few twenties, he agreed to take her to her new location. She ducked when he drove by the bus depot. Hopefully Castiel couldn't sense her soul.
After the driver dropped her off she went inside the hospital. She turned off all of her electronics. Just in case Castiel or the Winchesters tried to call her. Plus she was afraid the Grigori might hear her. She hoped she wasn't in danger. She walked down the hallways looking for Jack and after finding some dead ends, she heard a noise. It was Jack's voice. He was talking to someone. The Grigori? Or a victim. Then she heard a scream. Claire went running.
What she saw made her stop dead in her tracks. Jack took out his angel blade. Then after the Grigori died, Jack cut the corpse open and took out his heart. Then he ate it. The sight made Claire gag. Jack must have heard her, he turned around.
"Claire."
"What are you doing?"
"Eating an angel heart."
"Why?"
"Because I have to."
"Jack."
"Claire. Just trust me. Please."
"Fine. But FYI, cook it next time. That is just nasty." Claire gagged at the image.
"Please don't tell Cas. Or anyone. Please?"
"I promise."
"Where are the girls?"
"Inside the nursery. They are all alive. I already called 911. All of them have their souls. Luckily the Grigori didn't eat too much. He was saving them for The End."
"Why?"
"He wanted to treat himself to a buffet before the world ended. He was planning on kidnapping more women. Luckily he was full. It made him slow and sluggish."
"Yuck. We better get out of here. Just to let you know Castiel is here. He is looking for you. He must already be on his way here with Michael."
"I'm not done my mission yet. I need to finish it."
"What mission."
"Eating angel hearts."
"Gross. Are you sure. Aren't angels your relatives?"
"Just the fallen ones. Like the Grigori. Most of the angels I met are okay. I won't hurt them."
Just then a ambulance can be heard from a distance. We better shag it. C'mon Jack."
Both took off. Castiel after listening to a police radio came to the hospital. After showing off his fake badge, he was allowed in the crime scene. What he saw made him wonder. There was a corpse of a Grigori. But his heart was missing. What exactly happened in here? He hoped Jack and Claire were ok. He knew Michael and the other Archangels were worried sick. He knew Michael was ready to take Jack to Heaven to keep him safe. He created a special Heaven just for Jack. As much as he wanted Jack safe, that wasn't the place Jack needed to be. But it wasn't his place to argue. He hoped both kept running. He wanted to tell both of them that he was on their side.