"No one's coming for you."

Jack tried to glare at him, tried to straighten himself up, but at the same time he wavered, a corner of his mind agreeing, something he tried to push away as far as he could. The ropes that were binding him were tight and were hurting slightly but he tried to ignore them.

"No one's coming for you." Nick repeated, staring down at him with a wild look in his eyes. "They don't care about you anymore."

"Yes they do." Jack insisted, blinking rapidly to try to push back the tears that were threatening to spill. "They do."

"All they ever cared about was your power, about being a nephilim and all powerful." Nick told him. "But then you were human, and a useless one at that. Maybe back then they were willing to wait for your powers to come back." he smiled then and it was nowhere near a kind smile. "But now? They have another nephilim, a more powerful one."

"It doesn't matter." Jack tried to insist. "They're my family and they care about me." he was about to say more when Nick started to laugh at him, a hollow sound that chilled him to the core.

"They're your family?" Nick repeated, still laughing. "Oh kid that's rich, that's really rich. They don't give a damn!" the sudden shout made Jack flinch back. The smile was gone and in its place was an ugly sneer. "They don't give a damn! They'll let you rot if it would benefit them!"

"You're wrong!" Jack shouted at him, head snapping to the side when Nick punched him.

Nick was breathing heavily, staring down at him with disgust in his eyes. "How the hell are you half of Him?" he muttered. "You're nothing, you're less than nothing and you're more of Him than I am."

Jack felt the side of his face where Nick had punched him throb but he didn't think anything was broken and he didn't feel any blood. "What are you talking about?" he asked, breathing heavily.

Nick ignored him, shaking his head and turning away, rubbing his hand over his mouth and still talking to himself. "Doesn't matter, just need the blood, he's useless every other way. Just need the blood."

Jack tried to breathe in and out calmly, tried to keep himself under control as he listened to him ramble. He kept mentioning blood and Jack was sure that it didn't mean anything good for him.

He closed his eyes and tried to think of being back home, it was the next day so maybe it would be time for lunch. Jack had planned to bring his laptop to Mary and watch some things with her, she still got tired easily and was getting bored so he wanted to help.

Millie was also someone else he had been wanting to be with. As a nephilim, in his case, he knew how hard it was and how different things looked back then when you look through an angel eyes.

Dean had wanted to bake with him, show him a few more things to make when he was alone in the bunker so he didn't have to only eat leftovers. Sam had wanted him to go with him into town to do more errands.

They had made plans with him, including him, so that had to mean something, right? It had to mean that they cared and that they wanted him there, right?

It meant that they loved him, wanted him there, wanted him in their lives.

Right?

He had thought, at first, when he had lost his grace that maybe they wouldn't want him anymore but that was proven wrong. The Bobby Singer from the other world was showing him how to fight. Mary was showing him how to use a gun. He was human and useless but they tried to teach him how to be useful in other ways.

That had to mean that they wanted him.

Right?

At the sound of footsteps coming closer Jack opened his eyes once more, watching Nick pace around the empty room, glancing over what looked like a bloodstained list. He ignored Jack for the time being.

Swallowing hard Jack kept his eyes on Nick, not wanting the other man to leave his sight, he had to be ready, he had to be prepared. He just needed to either find a way out of here or bide his time until the others came for him.

Because they were going to come for him, they were going to realize that he had been kidnapped, and they were going to help him and save him.

Right?

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