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Jack and the Winchesters arrived back at the warehouse. Mary let out a cry and pulls Dean into her arms.

"You're okay. You're okay." She sighed with relief. Dean looked agitated. That's when Mary noticed her youngest on the ground with his eyes closed. "Sam!"

She kneels down and places her hands on his cheeks. She moves his head side to side and takes a shaky breath when she sees his chest going up and down.

"Lucifer." Cas says. He looks at the nephilim and waits for a response. He then gasps when Jack's eyes glow gold. "J...Jack?"

"It's okay." Jack assured them. "My powers are back."

"How?"

Dean looks at the nephilim. He wanted to announce the news but he felt this should be Jack's moment.

"Lucifer is dead." Jack beamed. "Sam is saved."

" D..Dead? "

"Yes I killed him."

"Your soul...are you..."

"I'm fine Castiel. I feel better. You do not need to worry about me anymore."

"For good?" Rowena asks. Jack frowns. Rowena takes a shaky breath. "Is he...gone for good?"

"Lucifer is dead." Jack said with confidence. "I am certain he will not come back."

"What about Nick?" Mary asks.

"We'll deal with him later." Cas answers.

Dean looks his brother over.

"Right now we need to get Sam back to the bunker." He looks at everyone. "Now."

Jack calmly looks at the hunter.

"We will."

"Wait!"

Everyone looks at the witch. Her eyes scan the crowd and her frown deepens noticing not one but two are missing.

"Where are they?" Her eyes nervously go on the nephilim. "Michael..." She bit her lip. "Patrick."

Dean is confused by the witch's worry for the archangel and the Irishman. Jack understood and his expression turns sad.

"I'm sorry."

He lowers his eyes. He couldn't look at the reaction that is about to come.

Rowena's eyes widen.

"No!"

"Lucifer killed them." Dean says.

"I'm sorry." Jack repeats.

Everyone can see Rowena is close to breaking. It took her a lot to keep herself together. She couldn't break down in front of everyone it made her look weak. Also Sam needed care they didn't need to look at her crying her eyes out.

"Oh." The witch shrugged. "Michael and Lucifer both off the board, good that's great news."

No one fell for this act the witch put on but they chose to ignore it. Cas and Mary pick up the younger hunter by his shoulders and help him out of the room. Dean run to their side and kept assuring his brother he is here.

The drive to the bunker was intense. Recent events played over and over in everyone's mind. Dean however thought about the visions he saw back in the cemetery. Michael said they were memories but Dean wasn't sure whether he believed it or not. Michael is a liar and he could have lied about this. What shocked the hunter was when Michael helped Jack to get his grace back. Why did the archangel do that? Why give his enemy the source that can make him more powerful. When Dean tried to think it made his head hurt. He assumed that is the side effects of being back.

Dean had a feeling many more memories will soon make an appearance.

Rowena was dropped off at her place. She wished Sam a speedy recovery and quickly goes in and slams the door on them.

Her back presses against the door and the tears that threatened to come out finally made an appearance and start to stream down the witch's face. Rowena screams and swipes everything off her desk. Papers scatter and vases and ornaments smash on the ground.

Rowena curses and goes on her knees to clean up. Her trembling hand barely made it to the first broken piece of glass before she started crying again.

Why? Why is it always her that loses the people she loves. Oskar, Fergus and now she lost Michael and Patrick.

"It's not fair." She cried out. She clenched her fists. "Not fair."

She buries her head and sobs.

She stayed in that position for a while.

"Mom I need to be there." Dean argued.

"We'll watch him Dean." Mary assured him.

Dean shakes his head.

"I have to. I need to be there to support him. He was possessed by Lucifer. You won't there when it happened the first time. You won't there when Sam had hallucinations of him."

"I know but I'm here now everything is gonna be okay."

"Lucifer is his biggest fear and its my job to assure him that Lucifer is gone for good."

"I'm his mom." Mary argued.

"I'm his brother."

"Jesus Christ Dean can't you just step back and let me do my damm job for once." She snapped at him. She points at the door. "Go to your room. Now!"

Dean glares.

"You're doing it again treating me like a kid."

"You are acting like one." Mary glared back.

"I'm just doing my job."

"And push others away because of it." Mary folds her arms. "God I preferred you when you were actually four. You were easier to handle." Dean goes quiet. Mary sighs. "Dean I'm sorry."

When she touches his shoulder, another image appears of him and his mom drawing. Dean saw himself explaining to her what he drew. The smile wiped off her face when he explained Michael. She was angry with him and told him to stay away from the archangel. Dean had another image of him looking through Rocky's Bar. He saw Michael sat in the bar. He looked sad. According to four year old Dean Michael was lonely and in need of comfort. Then the image came of Dean stabbed again and another one of Mary driving them to Bobby's house then the stab again. Why did he keep coming back to the stab memory?

Then Dean falls into his mom's arms.

Mary caught him and panicked when she couldn't hear a pulse.

"Dean!" She turns and screams. "HELP PLEASE ITS DEAN!"

Cas and Jack run into the room.

"Allow me."

Jack steps forward and checks the hunter over.

"Should we call Rowena?" Mary asks. "Is this the curse?"

Jack places his hand on Dean's head. His eyes glow gold and he starts to look through. A minute later he removes his hand and turns to the others.

"He is having a memory overload. He is remembering his four year old memories."

"All of them." Mary asks.

Jack and Cas both frown knowing what she is referring to.

"Yes he is going to remember what you and Bobby did." Jack answered.

Mary let out a cry and pulls at her hair in frustration.

"He is gonna hate me."

"It wasn't your fault." Cas says.

"It is. I was the one who brought him to Bobby. I was the one who left him there. I trusted Bobby over you guys." She shakes her head. "I was worried about Michael. I thought you, Jack, Sam would trigger a memory and I would lose my baby forever."

She looks down at her sleeping boy and sighs.

I already lost my baby

Cas scoops the child up and carries him to the bedroom. Mary stayed where she was. She didn't follow the angel and the nephilim she was too worried about Dean waking up and hating her.

Sam already hated her. She doubt the rescue mission is going to help redeem her.

Both her sons will not be happy to see her.

Mary thought the best thing to do is leave.

The huntress grabs her duffel and slings it over her shoulder. She walks to the garage, gets in the truck and drives off.

"Dean is gonna be oka..." Cas stops and looks round. "Mary?"

"I think she left. " Jack says.

Cas frowns but decided to not comment on it. They have other things to worry about. Sam and Dean are their priority.

"I'll take first watch." Cas says.

Jack places his hand on Cas's shoulder and smiles.

"I don't need sleep Castiel. We can watch them together."

Cas smiles.

"I'll watch Sam you watch Dean."

Jack nods and goes into Dean's bedroom. He sits on the chair facing the bed. Dean laid on his stomach with his hand under the pillow. He looked anxious. His eyebrows are furrowed. Jack can see the memories is affecting the hunter.

Jack reaches out and takes Dean's hand. He begins to sing his mother's song. It became a routine to sing to the four year old Dean every night.

Dean turns on his side and a smile spreads across his face. He relaxed and snuggled into the pillow. Jack's voice trails off and the last of the song finished. He looks down at his hand that is still on Dean's. The hunter is so adorable as a child.

"I'm gonna miss doing this." Jack whispered to himself.

He taps Dean's hand and smiles.

"Good night Dean."

He then sits back and watches the hunter sleep.

A bang caused Dean to wake up. He goes to sit up but he couldn't move.

"Huh?"

Dean's found himself laying in bed surrounded by darkness. He couldn't see a thing. He tried to move but it was like a force is pushing him down.

Panic rose inside the hunter.

"Sammy!"

Fear rose in him when he remembered what happened to Sam. The hunter in him screamed that something wasn't right here.

Then a source of light appeared lighting a small area of the room.

Then the light spilt into two balls. The lights revealed an outline of a figure. That's when Dean realized those blue lights are more than just lights, they are eyes!

The hunter manages to break through and grabs his gun from under the pillow. He aims it towards the thing in his room. It only made the new arrival chuckle.

"I'm dreaming right?" Dean questioned. "You can't be here."

The color fades from the thing's eyes. It then approaches the hunter. Dean sinks in his bed not wanting to be anywhere near the supernatural being.

"Dream yes." It answered its voice male. He points at himself. "Me no. I'm real."

The lamp next to Dean flicks on and reveals the new arrival's identity.

Dean's eyes widen.

"Michael."

The archangel wearing Patrick's face gives a small nod.

Dean studies him. His face is shocked.

He then blows out a sigh.

"Son of a bitch."

Okay everyone the next chapter is the final chapter.

I shall be posting it very soon. :)