Jack woke up in darkness. He knew he had to fight, but he was too tired. His head hurt, the way it hurt with warding. The car hit a bump, and he was tossed up. His head hit the floor, and a sickening snap made him almost throw up. He was scared. They had stuffed him inside of something… not the trunk, more like a box in the back. It was like a coffin, no air or light penetrating the lid. He was choking on the air. There wasn't enough. Jack curled up, trying to remain calm. He felt warm, and he slipped back into sleep.

"We've got a track on the plates. They're heading south." Sam said. Castiel paced nervously.

"Where?"

"It looks like they're going to Wichita." Sam said. "We can't know for sure, and we'll lose them as soon as they get into the city."

"Let's go!" Dean said. Castiel was already running to the garage.

5:30 PM. Seven hours left.

"Hey sweetie." The woman said, smiling. She had long, wavy brown hair and a kind smile. Jack immediately trusted her. His head was hazy. He didn't know where he was, or what had happened. He remembered the car, vaguely. He remembered suffocating, and maybe somebody trying to revive him. Maybe he was dead. It seemed unlikely, though, as his head was still pounding and the nice lady was busy smiling at him, doing something.

"What're you doing?" He asked, unable to process it. She smiled.

"It's not your fault. You've been great. We're after somebody else." She said. "If we can avoid killing the other people, we will."

"Other?"

"We're in an apartment building. There's a family right below us. Two mommies and their little daughter. Don't think about warning them, because they won't hear you. But you've got to listen to me, okay? Don't move. If you move, this goes off and that little family and everyone else for the whole block gets blown away."

"What?" Jack felt like she had pulled the floor from underneath him, and he was falling. She seemed so nice, but the words that came out of her mouth were bad ones. He didn't like them. She smiled, touching his face. He tried to pull away, but she quickly stopped him.

"I said, 'don't move'." She said. "If this goes off, that's about four thousand people."

"Why?" He asked.

"Because they live here."

"No, why would you do that?"

"Because I want payback." She said. "I want to get back at the monsters who tore apart my family."

"Who…"

"Lucifer." She said. "And Sam and Dean Winchester."

"What?"

"Lucifer killed my husband and my son, and they let it happen." She whispered. She said it in a pouty sort of way, like she was talking to a baby. She stroked Jack's hair. He wanted to pull away again, but he was afraid of setting whatever she had attached to him off.

"Karyn, the Winchesters are on their way." Someone said. "They're an hour out."

"Good. Let's send them a message." Karyn said. She back up behind a camera on a tripod. "Sweetie, just say what I show you, and everything will be okay."

Jack breathed in slowly, nodding. He opened his eyes. She pressed the record button, and held up a card.

"This is your family. You took mine away, so I took yours. If he moves or the clock reaches midnight, a bomb will go off that will kill him and around four thousand innocent people. You have a few choices. Turn yourselves and the archangel Lucifer over, and accept your deaths, we'll let Jack and the four thousand live. Turn yourselves over to us without Lucifer, and we'll kill you and him, but the bomb won't go off. Don't, and four thousand people, including the kid, are going to go up in smoke. You can't disarm it without us. An explosion of this magnitude will scatter the atoms of anything close enough to it. Jack won't survive."

Karyn gave him a thumbs up. Jack fought back tears. He breathed in slowly. "You have until midnight, Winchesters. See you soon."

"Any quick words?" Karyn asked. She had a soft expression. He could see her as a mother, as someone who loved something. He wanted to believe in her, but he knew she was twisted. Karyn gestured for him to speak.

"I love you. I love all of you." He said. His tears got the better of him, and he sobbed, trying not to move his chest. Karyn filmed him crying for a little, and then handed the camera to her friend. The man looked at Jack with hatred in his eyes. Jack recognized him faintly. He looked like the security guard. Maybe his brother.

"Great job, sweetie." Karyn said. She walked over to him again, touching his hair gently. "I'm sorry that I have to hurt you. Just hope that everything will work out."

"It doesn't matter." Jack said, his voice cracking. "You're gonna kill my family."

"Well, when this is over, I can take care of you." Karyn said.

"I didn't hurt your family. This isn't my fight, or the Winchesters. You can take it out on my father, but not my family. They never want people to get hurt."

"We'll see." Karyn said.

8:16 PM. Four hours.

"He's so scared." Lucifer said quietly. He wasn't showing much emotion, but it was clear Anael was the only thing supporting him in that moment.

"What're you going to do?" Castiel asked. Lucifer thought for a minute.

"We'll respond. I'll force them to take me to him and disarm the bomb."

"What if we let them die?" Anael asked. "The innocent people. Just find out where Jack is, take him, let the bomb go off."

"No." Dean said. "No, that's too many people. We can't just let them die."

"You wouldn't be able to fly out of there fast enough." Castiel added. "You might survive that, but if Jack is sitting on a bomb, he'll be blown away."

"You… didn't just consider Anael's plan?" Dean asked angrily. Cas glared at him.

"We're running out of time. We've got to figure out who's doing this."

"Let's tell them we want to meet up." Sam said. "Go with Lucifer's original plan."

"Is that really going to work?"

"It's our only shot."

10:00 PM. Two hours.

"So glad you showed up." Karyn said. She stood in the abandoned warehouse, standing in front of a group of people. Some of them Sam and Dean recognized, others they didn't. Cas sadly looked at Wendy Vincente. Wendy had completely changed, wearing all black. She was wearing a leather jacket that must've belonged to her brother.

"Lucifer." Wendy said. Lucifer stared at her.

"I healed you." He said. "You can walk again."

"You killed my brother. You used to me to get to him," She said. "I wanna see you burn."

"We won't make a deal until we see that Jack is alive and safe, and the bomb is disarmed." Castiel said. Karyn smiled.

"No." She said. "You're going to die first. Trust my word."

"We need proof." Sam said.

"Proof?" Karyn held up her phone. "Hey, Alan! Is Jack alive?"

"For now." Alan replied through the phone. "Do you need me to set it off early?"

"No." She said. "Remember the code word."

"Okay, I'll wait." Alan said.

Alan glared at Jack, the phone in his hand. Jack fought back tears, listening to the phone. A fight broke out, the sound of yelling coming across the line. Alan listened. It seemed like forever, but finally Karyn yelled "Alan, get down here!"

Alan got up, rushing out the door.

"Don't move." Alan said. "Remember, it goes off at midnight."

Jack closed his eyes. He was starting to sweat from the pressure. He didn't know how long he would last.