Thankfully Nicks truck was still parked outside and after a quick hot wiring the both of them were on the road back towards the bunker.

There was even his cell phone in there that they used to call home and let everyone know that everything was fine. His brother was a bit hysterical, not that he would ever admit to it but neither of them had a good history with one of them suddenly disappearing in front of the other, so he was barely holding on.

The car was also registered as stolen so the idea was to take the backroads and try not to gather too much attention on them and if he did, he had Jody's number on speed dial that Jack was holding onto.

Sam glanced at Jack, breathing out slowly. "Jack you okay?" he asked, his voice soft.

Jack started slightly and then looked at him, eyes wide. "Ye-yeah, I'm fine." he said, managing a smile at him. "Thank you. For coming to get me."

"Jack what are you talking about?" Sam asked, disbelief in his voice. "Why wouldn't we try to get to you?"

"Well...cause..." Jack fidgeted in the passenger seat, looking away from Sam. "I'm not really...a part of the family."

It took a lot but Sam barely managed to find the strength not to suddenly slam the brakes on the car but he did skid off of the road for a moment. "What?" he half exclaimed. "Jack where is this coming from?"

"It's just that..." Jack took a deep breath. "I'm not...really a Winchester. I'm a...a Kline and I like that," he quickly added. "It's a part of my mom and I will always love her and want to be a part of her but that makes me...not really a part of the family."

"Jack, you've been a part of this family for a long time." Sam told him. Shaking his head he steered the car to the side and parked it, turning the engine off so that he could look at Jack. Jack for his part was refusing to turn around and look back at him, staring firmly out the window.

"We might've had a rocky start in the beginning when you were first born but then we brought you to the bunker and...you've been a part of it ever since." Sam continued. "Jack, you might not be a Winchester by blood but you are one."

Jacks hand came up to wipe at his eyes, his shoulders shaking slightly. "I just thought that...with the baby and me being...human now...I'm not..."

"You're not what? Wanted?" Sam asked, leaning forward to try to catch Jacks gaze which the kid was trying to avoid. "Jack...you're our kid. Of course you're wanted."

Jack shook his head, bringing his hand up to wipe at his eyes. "But I'm useless now." he whispered. "I don't have my powers, I barely can fight, I can't do anything right."

"We didn't want you because of your powers, we don't give a damn about that. We don't even care if you never get your powers again." Sam told him, reaching out to place his hand on Jacks shoulder, hating how Jack flinched at his touch. "We love you Jack."

It took a moment but slowly Jack turned to face him, tears running down his face and eyes reddened and puffy. "I just don't want to be a burden." he whispered. "I want to...to belong."

"Jack, that's the thing about family. Someone is always going to be a burden, we take turns." Sam added, smiling when that made Jack smile as well. "But that's the thing, we help each other, we look after one another. When one is down we help pick them up. Right now it's just your turn," he squeezed Jacks shoulder. "Little bit ago it was moms. Before it was Dean with the Michael thing. I'm in there a few times, now you."

Jack was smiling slightly now, rubbing at his eyes with his knuckles. "And the feeling useless?"

"Just means you gotta train a bit more and read a bit more books." Sam told him. "And if those don't work then you'll be on babysitting duty until Millie grows up. At this rate, you have about a couple months before she's our age."

Jack laughed at that and Sam smiled, satisfied that it was working. "Jack, listen to me." he said. "You are a part of the family, you are a part of us. We don't give a damn about blood, you're family and that's all we need to know." he let out a deep breath. "I know about feeling like an outsider, I know the feeling of not belonging. It's a horrible feeling that kinda like something crawling inside of you and destroying everything."

"How do you get rid of it?" Jack whispered.

"You don't lock yourself away and you try to stop listening to that voice in your head saying those things." Sam told him. "it's hard, I know its hard and I still sometimes hear it, sometimes saying different things but always going around to that. You try your best to ignore it and you go to us." He smiled at him. "You come to us and that helps, because you're surrounded by people that love you Jack. And we do, we love you a lot."

"I love you guys too." Jack whispered, voice tight and barely coming out. "I do and I just...I want to..."

"I know." Sam said softly, reaching out to hug him. Jack clung tightly to him, burying his face in Sam's shoulder, body heaving slightly. "I know Jack, its okay. Its going to be okay."

He felt Jack swallow hard and clung tighter to him. "Can we go home?" he whispered.

"Yeah of course." Sam told him, lingering for another moment before he pulled away, pressing their foreheads together for a moment as he smiled at him. "Let's go home."

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