Claire couldn't help but chuckle at Jack's excitement. They scored HUGE Trick or Treating. The amount of candy they got, they couldn't carry anymore. Jack had to fly back a few times to their hotel room to drop off their stash. After Claire complained how tired she was, they took a cab home. They could have flew, but Claire said she wanted the Vegas experience.
After they split their haul, both Claire and Jack laid down on their beds and watched a marathon of Claire's favorite horror movie series, All Saint's Day. They missed the first part, but were currently watching the second part.
Claire had to sit with Jack when he kept closing his eyes. The movie was gory, but had a lot of jump scares. Claire and Jack were hunters, but a movie is more fun when you are not in the middle of it. When Jack jumped, Claire teased that he could easily take David Yeager no problem.
A few hours later both Claire and Jack were snoring in their shared bed. Nothing happened, but they were both tired from their vacation. Tomorrow they were going to Carson City. They were going to check out the brothels of Nevada.
Dean was staring enviously at Sam and Castiel who were joking and laughing about the Price is Right episode. Neither said anything to Dean except polite greetings, both were still pissed at Dean for driving Jack away.
Sam was wondering what Jack and Caire were going to do with their prizes, Castiel was more concerned about both of "his" kids being alone on the road. Makes sense, Claire was his vessel's Jimmy's daughter, and Jack was his adopted son. He loved both equally. Sam said Jack can fly home anytime, besides Claire was a talented hunter, Jack was in good hands.
Claire couldn't help but try not to smile at Jack's nervousness. They were currently choosing a "lady" for her services. Jack was scared, he knew what this place was, Dean told him about it. But as much as he respected what the women did for a living, he didn't want to lose his virginity. Not like this. He said he wanted a drink instead. The ladies groan in playful disappointment. Claire apologized to the women and she and Jack went to have a drink.
Two hours later both Claire and Jack were having a drink in the hot tub with Claire's "date," a nice lady named Mercedes. Jack, innocent soul that he was, asked why she was named after a car. Mercedes laughed and said it was a old name. The car company just borrowed it. Jack accepted the answer and when Claire and Mercedes started kissing, Jack couldn't help but feel weird when he felt aroused. He knew what sex was, but he never been with a woman. The closest he got was Harper, that insane girl that killed her boyfriend and kept him as a zombie. That man's shell was empty, the soul left a long time ago. But she insisted he was the same man. Jack wanted to be with someone, but not like this. He excused himself and left the hot tub.
As he sat in their rented car, he thought about sex. He didn't want to die a virgin, but he didn't want to lose it to a random prostitute. He wanted to be with someone he truly cared about. Racking his brains he thought about the people in his life. Definitely not Dean, he hated Jack. Not Cas, he was his father, plus he knew who Cas' heart belonged to, Sam? No. Sam was someone he wasn't attracted to. He was nice, but Jack thought of him like a dad. Jody, Donna, Alex, Patience. Nah. Claire? Jack blushed. She would never date Jack in a million years. She hated angels. But if she asked him out, Jack wouldn't turn her down. When she walked out a half hour later, both were returning to their room in the small city they were staying in.
"Jack! You missed out. Mercedes had a friend. She would have gave you a huge discount."
"I'm good."
"Too bad. Anyways thanks. I'm having a good time. I never thought I would have the time of my life. Jack, you are a good friend."
Jack wanted to cry. A friend. That's it. That's all Claire saw him as. When Claire asked what's wrong, Jack said the desert air was drying out his eyes. So they returned back to their hotel. Jack needed to talk to someone. He told Claire he was going for a walk. He needed to talk to someone. Someone that understands. He called Sam.
Sam was cooking a vegetarian stir fry, even though Dean bitched about the lack of meat. Sam argued back that Dean was staring down at a heart attack if he kept eating junk. When his phone rang he checked to see who was calling. When he saw Jack's phone number, he turned off the stove and answered it, hoping Jack was safe
"Jack! Are you alright? Is anything wrong? Where are you?" Sam was worried. Technically Jack is physically old enough, but he was just a baby. He wasn't even five yet.
"I'm fine. Claire and I are in Carson City. I just want to talk."
"Thank god. Jack. Please call next time. The three of us are worried sick."
"Even Dean?"
"Yes, even Dean. He doesn't show it, but he's been watching the security cameras in Vegas to make sure you are okay."
"Okay. Um. Sam. What's it like to be in love?" Jack asked shyly.
Sam was startled. Jack has a crush? Who? Oh.
"Jack. When did these feelings start?" Sam asked.
"Today. Claire. She's really nice. And pretty. She's been taking me to places and, I don't know. I feel nice whenever she's around. Sam. Tell me about sex."
Sam was taken aback.
"Whoa! Slow down there. If you like a girl, you can't expect sex on a first date. That's not how things work."
"Why not? I like Claire, she likes me. What's stopping me from asking?"
Sam's face was red. He KNEW he should have gave Jack The Talk. Dean as usual told Jack about sex. Just the physical part, not the emotional part. He wanted to kill Dean.
"Jack. That's not how relationships work."
"But Dean has sex all the time. Everyday a new girl is in his car or a motel."
Sam closed his eyes. He took his hand and rubbed the bridge between his eyes.
"Jack. Dean is what you say a slut. He has little morals when it comes to women. Jack if you like Claire, you have to take things slow. Don't pressure her or anything. Let things happen naturally."
"But how?"
"Believe me you'll know. Jack, if you like Claire, just ask her out. Go to the movies or dinner. Take things slowly. If things progress further, use protection. You do know about safe sex right?"
"Yep. Dean told me."
"Good. Jack. Be careful out there okay?"
"I will. Thanks. Um, Sam? Don't tell Castiel or Dean. Okay?"
"I promise."
"Thanks. Oh. Sam, is flowers okay?"
Sam laughs.
"Yes, flowers are okay. But. Maybe start with a daises. Or a carnation."
"Okay. Thanks Sam."
"Be careful. Call more often, especially to Cas and Dean. Both are worried sick."
"I will. Thanks."
"Good luck." Sam hangs up just as Castiel and Dean walk in.
"Who was that?" Dean asks.
"Jack."
"Is he okay? Where is he? Where's Claire?" Castiel demanded. He wished he had his wings. He would have flown to where Jack was to see if he was okay.
"Cas, he and Claire are fine. They are in Carson City."
"What is he doing there? Are they on a case?" Cas asks.
Dean scoffs.
"If they are, I'll gladly trade places." He knew what was there, he and Sam went there on a vacation a few years ago. He never paid, he just liked the drinks. He always saw the ladies on their days off.
"Cas, he and Claire are fine. They are on a vacation. They are both adults. Jack promised he'll call you."
"He's my son, Claire is technically my child too. You can't blame me for being a overprotective father."
"Cas. Both are decent hunters. They'll be fine." Dean insisted. But he was curious about Sam's phone call, he heard something about flowers. Maybe Jack wanted to see a lady of the night.
"He better be." If something ever happens to Jack, Castiel will Never forgive Dean.
Jack was nervous about asking Claire out. He liked Claire a lot. He knew she dated men and women, and one instance a Nymph. But would he date a nephilim? Especially a half archangel? He wondered. He thought about what Sam said, flowers. He saw a flower shop, he can get a small bouquet.
Claire was looking at the hotel's menu. She was deciding on what to order when she heard a knock. Jack forgot his key again. Claire shook her head. When she opened it, Jack was holding a bouquet of daisies. They were pretty. Wonder if Jack was buying flowers for a lady. What Jack asked is NOT what she was expecting.
Jack was scared. He bought the nicest daisies there was. He wanted to buy roses, but he didn't want to scare Claire away. He thought about what Sam said take things slowly. There was a restaurant that looked nice. He called for reservations. He just hoped Claire said yes.
"Nice flowers! Did you forget your key again?" Claire teased.
''No. This time I didn't. Here." He thrusted the flowers into her surprised hands.
Claire sniffs them.
"They are gorgeous. How did you you know I liked daisies?" She said looking at the various colours.
"Just a guess. Um, Claire. I made reservations at a place called the Silver Leaf. If you want to go." He says shyly looking down at his feet.
"The Silver Leaf? Is that a restaurant? I am pretty hungry. Sure. Does it have a dress code?''
"Sort of. Ah. Shit. Sorry." Jack was terrified. He hated these feelings. Why was it so hard to talk to Claire? Just last night they were joking and having a good time talking. When Claire looked at him with curiosity, he had to say it.
"Jack?"
"Claire, do you want to go out, on a date? Maybe go see a movie after dinner or go dancing?"
Claire was surprised. She thought Jack was just being shy. A date? She looked at Jack's red face. She was flattered. She liked Jack too, but didn't know what to say. She smiled.
"I love to." She grinned when Jack smiled wide.
"Cool! So, I checked the dress code, it's kinda formal. I don't have anything to wear."
"So we'll buy clothes. What time is dinner?"
"Eight."
"Okay, that gives us about three hours. Lets go shopping."
When they got back from downtown two hours later, Claire and Jack were getting ready. Claire had to stop over at Ulta to get some makeup and hair spray, plus some accessories. She usually never wore makeup, but today was special. This was their first date. Claire didn't feel weird going out with Jack, Jack was really sweet. Plus even if they didn't work out, Claire knew they would stay friends. She was wearing that dress she bought from Prada, a black sleeveless cocktail dress. Plus matching shoes from Chanel. They were a gift from Jack when he saw her eyeing them from a window. She protested, but Jack said it didn't matter. Claire was so thankful she kissed him on a cheek, making Jack blush. She was just finishing up when Jack said he was ready. When Claire came out, she was struck on how pretty Jack looked. He was wearing a dark navy blazer with his white dress shirt as well as dark slacks. His hair was slick back and he even had a handkerchief in his pocket. Damn.
When Jack saw Claire, he immediately felt shy. Her hair was tied up and was wearing her flower barrette she bought from that makeup store she went to. She saw him gawking and he looked away in embarrassment. Claire was beautiful. Jack just hoped their date went well.
"Um. Claire? I called for a Lyft. Our car should be downstairs.''
"Already? Okay. Let me double check I have everything. Mmm hmm. Yep. Got my phone, some cash, and lipgloss. Let's go."
A few hours later they were dancing in a nightclub with some random people. Claire recognized a few ladies from that brothel they went to, but neither checked out anyone. They were told busy having a good time with one another. Claire was laughing as Jack lifted her.
"Whoooo!" She shouted. "Higher!" So Jack did. Soon they were dirty dancing like the movie. They had a small audience that were watching and clapping as they danced. Once Jack lifted her, she held her arms out like Jennifer Grey. It was a lot harder than it looked, luckily Jack used his wings to balance her.
Afterwards they both bowed to the applause. Claire and Jack were breathing hard. Wow. That was so fun. Claire couldn't remember the last she had a good time. Looking at the time, she realized how late it was. 1:45am? They needed to go home. She gestured to Jack that she was tired. So they left, but not before collecting a TON of phone numbers, but both knowing they weren't going to call anyone. They went home to the Marriott Hotel to get some sleep. Next stop, Hawaii.