Sam was moving as fast as he could on his laptop, Dean was gathering weapons and Mary had placed Millie on his lap and had hobbled off into the bunker, where he wasn't sure but he was certain she was getting something else.
He tried to hack into a few different cameras, try to figure out which path Nick had taken Jack and how to get to him.
"What the hell does he need Jack for?" Dean asked as he brought their weaponry bags to the table and started to rummage through it to make sure that they have what they need.
"Don't know, but whatever it is it's not going to be good." Sam said, typing on his laptop.
He heard their mom coming back and she moved quickly, dumping a range of things onto the table with a determined look on her face.
Sam looked everything over, eyes widening when he realized what she had gotten.
"Tracking spell?" he asked, holding Millie on his lap as she curled over his arm to look at the things on the table as well.
"Our best bet." Mary said determinedly. "The cameras only go so far as to the public eye, we need to go a bit deeper to find a way to track him down."
Sam had to admit, she had a point at that. "Alright, what are we using to track him down?"
Mary held up a small hairbrush that he could see still had some strands on it. "I got this from his room." she said, tossing it onto the table. "Let's do this."
Sam glanced at his brother who nodded, handing him Millie to hold instead. He took up the ingredients and spread the map over the table, smoothing it over and carefully picking Jacks hair out of the brush.
He'd never admit it but he liked doing spellwork, liked the steps needed and the calm certainty of his own abilities. Maybe it was just an appreciation of the work or maybe it was his latent abilities, the abilities that Millie had brought forward.
He had to ask mom if there had ever been any witches or psychics in their family. Maybe it did have something to do with the blood.
But he focused on the task at hand. He grabbed the ingredients, dropping Jacks hair into it as well before he lit a match and activated the spell over the map.
The effect was instantaneous, the map erupted in flames which made Millie screech slightly and Dean focused to keep her calm. Sam and Mary looked at them but then back at the map as the flames ate away at the paper narrowing it down to a certain area. Millie screeched once more and the flames grew and ripped further into the state, going down to a town.
The flames vanished just as quickly and Sam breathed out, picking up the charred paper and looking down at it.
"He's not that far, he's in Concordia. Second town over." Sam said looking up at them nodding. "Alright, lets go."
Dean nodded and as Mary came around to grab the bag of weapons Dean moved and deposited Millie into her arms. "Mom you stay here."
Mary's arms automatically came up to hold onto Millie before her eyes narrowed. "Excuse me, I'm not staying here I'm going with you." she said. "Jack is my family too!"
"Millie can't come." Sam said firmly, reminding her as her eyes then widened. "And someone has to stay here with her, and mom you're still not at one hundred percent yet."
Mary held Millie closer to her, Millies hands came up to grip at her shirt as well. "I...this..." she sighed and looked down at her daughter, holding her close. "I know, you guys are right. It's just...I'm really worried about Jack."
"We are too, and don't worry, we'll take care of it." Sam assured her, reaching out to touch her arm with a smile. "We'll be back before you know it."
Mary nodded and smiled at them, following them out towards the garage as Dean grabbed their bags. "Give Nick hell." she told them making Dean grin at her. "We gave him a chance to be normal and he blew it."
Sam didn't say anything, just staring down at the piece of the map in his hand, tightening his grip on it and taking a deep breath. He had been the one to give Nick a chance the most, he knew what it was like to have been possessed by Lucifer and had been more than ready to try to help Nick get through the possession.
But Nick had gone the other way, he had gone crazy and ended up killing people, hurting others, and now kidnapping Jack.
He looked up and saw Millie staring at him. He met her gaze for a moment, and swore that her eyes flashed silver, before he looked down at the map.
The pounding his head got harder and louder, overtaking all of his other senses as his vision swam, narrowing down to the town on the map.
They had to get there, they had to get to Jack, they had to save him from whatever the hell that Nick was trying to do and...and…
A drop of blood fell from his nose.
He could feel everything around him crunch together.
Being thrust forward, pushed together in a way that he could barely breathe.
Sam gasped as he came forward, stumbling onto his feet and feeling the rest of his world crashed around him.
Just in time to see Nick holding a knife over Jack, bringing it down.
"No!" Sam snarled, rushing forward. He felt the same pressure inside of his head and Nick was thrown to the side.
Jacks head whirled around to look at him, eyes widening and a look of relief immediately washing over his face. "Sam." he whispered, voice shaking.
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