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Chapter 2

And though he be but young…

Sam, Victoria, and Jack rode in her car while Dean, Cas, and Mary took Dean's.

Victoria had never seen anyone as happy on a car ride as Jack was. It was refreshing to watch someone experience everything as new. He continually named things as they passed them. She also enjoyed watching Sam watch Jack. He seemed genuinely happy. She relished that look on him.

Victoria shared Dean's love of state highways. They were scenic, and less travelled by the general public. Victoria became suspicious when the same car had been following them at a relatively far distance for the past fifty miles.

She listened intently.

"We have company."

Sam looked at her inquisitively.

"Angels, behind us. Four."

"I'll call Dean."

Victoria knew they wanted Jack. She could hear them, yes, but she also just knew. Sam handed her the phone.

"How do you want to play this Tor?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Yeah, you probably already know."

"I want Jack safe."

"Cas can take him to the bunker."

"Yes."

As soon as the word left her mouth, Castiel was in her back seat next to Jack.

"Do you want me to return?"

Victoria handed the phone to Castiel.

"Yes, Dean, I understand."

Castiel handed the phone back to Sam. "Dean wants me to take Jack to the bunker, get Mary, and then stay with them both there, just in case."

Victoria and Sam nodded. Castiel and Jack disappeared in her rearview mirror.

"Dean, Cas is beeping in, hold on."

"Hey Cas." Sam paused, then handed the phone to Victoria.

"Aunt Victoria?"

"Yes, Jack?"

"I can help."

Victoria fought back tears. "And you will. Just not today. For today, you are going to be protected. For today, you are going to be safe. For today, you are going to let the grown-ups surrounding you take care of you, that's what we're here for. Castiel and I both promised your mother that no harm would come to you. I intend to keep that promise. You will one day without a doubt help, but today is not that day."

"You will come back here?"

"I have every intention of doing so."

"Please."

Victoria handed the phone back to Sam.

Sam eyed her suspiciously.

"What?"

"That was… dramatic."

Victoria smirked. Leave it to Sam to make her smile in a less than desirable situation.

"Says the man who burns a whole book of matches."

Sam smiled slightly as he licked his lips. He was nervous, yes, Angels, even ones with broken wings were a tough adversary. But he somehow knew, deep down, in a part of him that usually hid, that this time everything would be okay.

"Call your brother and tell him to stop."

The trio leaned against the Mustang waiting for the angels' car to arrive.

Dean and Sam's guns were holding rounds of Victoria's special ammunition.

Victoria faintly heard more angels behind her. She turned around to see another car approaching with four more. Sam and Dean followed her eyes.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Dean, Castiel can come and take you and Sam to the bunker."

"Tor, we're not leaving you alone with eight angels."

Victoria looked at Sam. "They do not want me. You know that. Jack needs the two of you."

"He needs you too."

Dean pulled the slide back on his gun. "We're not leaving."

Victoria both admired and abhorred their stubbornness.

The two oncoming cars parked and all the angels began to surround them, angel blades by their sides.

"Where is he?"

Dean looked at the one who made himself the leader. "Not here."

The angel glowered at Dean.

"You cannot have him. Not now, not ever. Here's the thing so many of you fail to understand: he is his own self. What he chooses to do has nothing to do with any of you. It has nothing to do with his father, or his mother. You cannot kill him. You will not kill him. I am perfectly aware that is why you are all gathered here today. You think he will be a threat to your kind. You are unable to hear what I hear. He is not a threat to anyone, much less angels. I, on the other hand, am. These two men I am standing beside, are. Do not, for one moment think that just because I side with angels that I am one. It is taking a great deal of my strength at the moment to not kill you all for your mere thoughts about him."

Victoria could hear one of the angels moving in towards Dean. Victoria inwardly sighed, her hope of not having to kill any angels crushed. Without taking her eyes off the leader of the group she snapped the offending angel's neck, causing a bright light to emit from her eyes. She fell down, dead, and Victoria didn't even look, but she could feel her eyes flash, and she knew from the pain it was purple.

All seven remaining angel's eyes flashed blue and they began to attack the trio. Sam and Dean began to shoot. Although both men were incredible shots and always hit their targets, they were all so close that the shooting proved difficult. And those angels moved around quick. The shooting was for mere survival, not picking off opponents. Victoria had to focus on one at a time to kill without a physical attack, and with all the noise from all their thoughts it was difficult.

Suddenly, the angels that were still alive fell down as a golden light hit them, blue smoke wafting from their scorched-out eyes. Victoria looked behind her to see her nephew's golden eyes shining brightly, his hand extending toward the fallen angels. Sam and Dean were staring at him as well with a mix of awe, shock, and horror. Victoria lightly touched his cheek and his eyes went back to their normal color.

"Jack."

He turned his head toward his Aunt.

"I wanted to be here, and then I was just here."

"Guess the kid can teleport."

Victoria could hear an angel behind her, she suddenly turned around to find Ezekiel stabbing the leader of the rebel angels through with a blade. He let the body drop and then looked at Victoria.

"I am sorry."

"Where were you Zeke?" Dean asked as he put his gun back into his jeans.

"I was unaware there was trouble of this nature until a moment ago."

Sam looked at Victoria. "You didn't pray to him?"

"It's not second nature anymore, I didn't even think to."

Ezekiel appeared to be wounded by Victoria's comment, but quickly recovered. "When I could not find these particular angels in heaven, I knew they would be looking for Jack." Ezekiel looked towards the boy.

"Good afternoon Jack. I am Ezekiel, Victoria's Guardian."

Jack smiled at him.

Castiel appeared beside Dean and looked relieved when he saw Jack.

Dean looked to his friend. "He can teleport."

"We call it fly Dean."

Ezekiel looked at Castiel. "Hello, brother."

Cas nodded.

"I cannot assure you that this will not happen again, Victoria. I will most certainly try to keep peace in Heaven. Many of my kind are concerned that Jack poses a threat. I assure them repeatedly that he does not."

"You can tell each and every one of those winged dick bags that Sam and Dean Winchester have got the kids' back. And Victoria Doyle and Cas ain't no slouches either. We got a pretty good track record with your kind."

Ezekiel was never quite sure how to deal with the eldest Winchester.

"You are aware Castiel is one of my kind?"

Sam interrupted before Dean could make up a comeback. "Thank you Ezekiel for helping us out on your end. We really appreciate it."

Ezekiel nodded. "Jack possesses a great deal of power. He will be sought after by many creatures. I will constantly do my best to protect him."

With that, Ezekiel disappeared.

Victoria Doyle dropped her bag beside her side of her bed and sat down. She never really thought of a 'normal' life before. She found herself not being able to think about anything else ever since Sam told her of as normal a life as they could get. He put thought into it, which made her sad and wistful. He deserved everything he wanted, and for some reason she couldn't fathom he wanted it with her. More than anything, she wanted whatever her life held with him.

She never thought about a life with any human before Sam. She did not desire a sexual relationship with him, because she wasn't a sexual person, and she was happy with who she was. However, she thoroughly enjoyed what she would consider a 'romantic' relationship with him. She enjoyed his smile, his warmth, and the sound of his heartbeat in her ear. She loved Sam Winchester, and she wanted the life he told her about with him.

Sam knew something was bothering Victoria other than the fight they had earlier. He crouched down in front of her and took her hands in his. She smiled at him sadly.

"Hey."

"You want to talk about it?"

"You shouldn't have to fight angels, Sam. You should be a lawyer, fighting the good fight in a court room and dazzling the jury with your fantastic hair."

Sam smiled slightly. "We are fighting the good fight Tor. You, me, Dean, Cas, mom, and now Jack."

"But you shouldn't have to. I was born for this work. And up until now I was fine with that. But after what you said about us, and a dog, and our jobs, I just can't stop thinking about it. I never wanted that before you, and now?"

"Now?"

Victoria took her hands out of Sam's and stood up. She began walking back and forth, pacing. Sam stood up as well, he didn't move, but watched her nervously pace.

"Now, it's all I think about. I want that life with you Sam. I want a world where none of these supernatural elements even exist. I want a world where we help people by doing normal human things. I want us to be happy."

"I'm happy, with you."

"And I with you. More than I ever have been, or ever thought possible. But we live in constant fear. Of death, of the next big bad, of someone hurting those we love. It's not okay, Sam."

"It's our lives, Tor. I mean, yeah, it might change, but thinking about how it could be won't help right now."

Victoria stopped pacing and looked at Sam. "You're right, I apologize, I was acting foolishly."

Sam stepped over to her and pulled her to him. He kissed the top of her head as she put her arms around him.

"You were acting human. And it will get better Tor. Jack's here now, and with our help, I think we can actually get what we want one day."