Piper was in her bed crying. There was a plane crash. TransNational flight 3020 crashed. There were no survivors. It crashed right right outside of Junction, Utah. The authorites say that there was a fuel leak and the plane went down. The fire was so huge, it disintegrated everyone on board. Piper fainted when she got the phone call. Her sisters had to hold her as she sobbed.
"Piper. Honey? Can I come in?"
"Go away Paige!"
Piper wanted to be alone. When they called Jenna, she took the first flight home. She was currently in Boston staying with her parents. When they called a few weeks ago, her mom said Jenna had to be sedated. She was hysterical. Her bosses in Paris understood and gave her some time off. Phoebe just left a message for Jenna to call her.
"Oh Sam. Why? Why didn't you let Paige orb you? We could have sent Gadreel instead." She sobbed. She stared at Sam's ring. They just got engaged. 'Why God! Why are you doing this?!' She screamed at him in her head. Silence. 'Go to hell.' She swore.
"Piper. We're coming in. Don't blow us up."
Phoebe was scared. Ever since they got that phone call two weeks ago, Piper refused to come out of her room. She refused to eat, refused to shower, refused to talk. Her sisters tried, even Victor. Piper refused to say a word. Except now.
Phoebe, Prue and Paige cautiously walk in. They were nervous. Piper was so angry at the world, they had no choice but to temporarily bind her powers. She almost become a Banshee. The pain of losing Sam devastated her and she attracted a Banshee. Piper killed the Banshee, but almost became one herself. They had to track her down themselves since the angels refused to help. Except Gadreel. But his hands were tied. He said Michael would clip his wings if he interfered with human matters. Hearing that Paige swore. But Michael said that was God's rules. He didn't have a choice.
"Piper, honey. We brought you soup." Paige offers holding on to a tray.
Nothing.
"We brought you a present. It's from dad. Four tickets to the most exclusive spa in town. Eden. Full massages, steamroom, the works." Phoebe says holding to their tickets.
Silence.
The girls were looking at each other worried. Jenna was doing better. She called Phoebe back this afternoon. She said she wanted to come visit. Piper was staring silently at the wall. Not moving. They always knew Piper was stotic about her emotions, even more than Prue, but when she faced emotional pain, she shut completely down.
With the plane crash, Piper completely drew into herself. Her sisters knew they had to help her.
"Piper. Dad is coming to take us to dinner. If you don't feel like going out, we'll order in." Prue tells her gently.
"I'm not hungry."
"Sweetie, please. Sam wouldn't want you mourning. He always said you are the strongest woman he knows."
"Sam?"
Piper turns around. Seeing the kindness and compassion on her sisters faces, she knew they were just looking for her best interests. Sam was strong. Sam would be disappointed in her. Sam and Dean they weren't dead. At least Piper didn't think so. What Sam and Dean said before they left. Four planes went missing. None of the passengers bodies were ever found. No fragments of their DNA were present. Even with a explosion, the flights would always have something present. Teeth, bones, clothing. There were none.
"We have a case."
A few days later. Sam's friend Charlie came to visit. Jenna was there too. When Jenna and Piper saw each other, they gave each other a huge hug crying in each other arms. They held each other for a minute then they pulled away wiping their eyes.
"Jenna! Come inside! We have cookies."
"Yum. Do you have pie, by any chance?" Jenna asked, thinking about Dean and his obsession with pie.
"Apple, cherry and coconut."
"Yes!"
"Oh hi! I'm Charlie Bradbury. Nerd Extraordinaire. At your service!" She bows down to Piper's friend.
Charlie recognized her, she never admitted to anyone, she was Charlie's crush. Damn. Those Winchesters are lucky. Jenna was open and friendly, Charlie liked her immediately.
'Man, I need to get laid. Can't be drooling over taken women.' Charlie thought.
"Okay. Those plane crashes. I been watching the news, even before you called me."
"I didn't know you watched news. Sam always said you preferred streaming videos and nothing else."
"Phoebe, right?" When she nodded, Charlie relaxed.
"Okay, I admit I wasn't really paying attention to the first crash, but when the next one happened a few days later, it was just a coincidence right? Then a week later, two more. That's when the authorities noticed. They say every accident victim was disintegrated by the burning fuel lines, but they hadn't said how the planes crashed."
Jenna forrowed her brows. "So, what exactly is going on?"
"I been thinking. The NTSB (National Transportation Safety Board) is in charge of all major accidents. None of the four planes, including the fifth's black boxes contents were ever released to the public. I been hacking in their website using a very private VPN, it changes every five minutes, thanks to Frank's paranoia. Anyway, those boxes, they all contained a "jump."
"A what?" Prue asked. Everyone else was wondering the same thing.
"Every flight had a static noise. But that wasn't the only thing. Every plane that came from the Arizona area or the Illinois area, somewhere between those states, a disturbance was heard. It sounded weird. Like a high pitch eeeeeeeee."
"Angels." Piper blurted out.
"Angels did this? Why?" Jenna asked. She admitted she didn't know much about them. She had one that asked for her "container." She seemed nice, but Jenna said no. She was jealous that the angel would want Dean for herself.
"I don't know. Since you guys are friends with them, maybe you can ask?"
"Michael! Gabriel!" Prue called out. Nothing.
"Gadreel!"
"They are busy at the moment. They sent me instead."
The angel that appeared in front of them was a tall balding man. He had a haughty demeanor about him and every women in the room instantly disliked him. The feeling was mutual. He looked at everyone with distain.
'Humans.' Of course he had to be stuck babysitting. Michael, his big boss sent him. He wondered why he cared so much about Earth. Yes God was ending Creation, but he should stick to his original plan and end Lucifer once and for all. So the story can be concluded and Paradise can began. At least for awhile. Zachariah already had his end of the world drink ready to go when The End came. He's been saving it before the Flood.
Noah made it before the world flooded. The longer the fermentation took, the more potent the drink would be. Too bad the fruit it was made out of was extinct. The trees died when the flood came. Maybe it was for the best. Lucifer invented it. The fruit didn't even exist in Heaven.
Zachariah nodded to everyone. "Hi. Name's Zachariah. Michael and his brothers are busy at the moment so he sent me."
"What about Gadreel?" Prue asked.
"Gadreel, Gadreel. Oh! The one that let the serpent in. He is indisposed right now."
"What do you mean." Piper demanded.
"All of us angels has a task. Since Gadreel has been out of commission for centuries, it is his turn. Don't you worry. He'll be back in around ten centuries or so."
"What? But..."
"Prue, is it? Yeah. You did chores growing up, so do we. He'll probably be back before the End. Don't worry your pretty head about it."
Prue just glared at him. She was tempted to pray, but she knew Gadreel couldn't hear her.
"What do you want." Jenna blurts out. She was usually quiet around angels but Dean was missing. Even with the crash, Jenna refused to believe Dean was dead. Not since Piper called her with her theory.
"Michael sensed a rip. That wasn't the only one, there was others. Five in total. I'm sure you ladies felt that, especially you empath."
"Phoebe."
"Anyway, I'll be letting you in to explore the plane crashes. All of my angels are in charge of Homeland Security and let you in. See if any of you can figure out the spell." Zachariah disappears in a flap of wings.
"A rip. Angels. Just what do you guys do whenever you have time off?" Charlie asked. She thought her job as Frank's assistant and the Men of Letters were bad, but these women, plus Sam and his brother. She admired them, but wasn't sure if she wanted their job.
"Something is going on. Michael mentioned we were under a powerful spell, but he refuses to say why."
"Prue, did Gabriel ever say how? Who did it?"
"God. It has to be. Asshole." Piper says. She couldn't figure it out. But she had a feeling. They were under something. A ordinary human wouldn't feel it, but as a Charmed One, she always sensed magic. No matter how small.
"Those rips in space. Maybe not outer space, but the sky. That is possibly the remnants of the spell that just took place. But I don't know what it is. Normally something like that would be detected by everyone, the authorities, Heaven and Hell, but no one noticed it. Not until now."
"Not until Sam and Dean were on that plane. That's when the angels said something. Dicks." Paige thinks outloud.
"Yeah, but it was Sam that told Dean about the first crash. How the plane went down for no reason. It was the lack of bodies that concerned him. Then three others. All from that same airline." Piper tells everyone.
"TransNational. The same airline that had that demon attack fourteen years ago. Dean performed that exorcism. All of those people survived. Thank go..I mean good." Jenna remembered that flight. She didn't know Dean back then, but her parents were on that flight. Her parents when they came home were shaken. Jenna teared up remembering that. Dean was a true hero. Wonder if those demons were getting retaliation. When she voiced her thoughts. Everyone wondered.
"Crowley said he had nothing to do with it, but he's a demon. Can't take his words for truth. But that rip. I felt that. It felt like a ripple." Prue voiced to everyone.
"You too? Wonder why no one said anything. Paige?"
"Nope. I see angels, but this is too much. I suggest we call an expert."
"Rowena." Piper sighs. Then she remembered a name. Pamela Barnes. She read John Winchester's journal with Sam's permission. There was another name, Missouri Moseley. Piper wasn't a psychic like Phoebe or Sam, but she had a feeling they were running on a stopwatch. With God watching the clock.
"Okay. Who wants to deal with that government, and who wants to stay and make some FaceTime calls?"
Charlie, Paige, and even Jenna came to the secured facility where the latest plane remnants were being kept. True to Zachariah's word, they were waved through without trouble. All three were in magical disguises. The angels were slowly leaving the Halliwell's alone. They had bigger problems. Plus the people. They were slowly going back to their lives.
Piper, Prue and Phoebe were currently at home. They had to see what was going on magically. What they were dealing with. Charlie was inspecting the plane pieces. What was out of place. Jenna was busy looking for clues, even she had no idea what she was looking for. But she wanted to see which seat was Dean's. To see if he made it out safely. Paige was there to see if she can sense any angel grace.
"Hmm. I can't see anything unusual, other than plane pieces, everything is in order. I'm going to sneak inside the control room and listen in all the recordings of the black boxes."
Charlie left, leaving nobody but Jenna and Paige. Paige couldn't see anything, but tried to sense anything angelic. Jenna took out Dean's old Walkman. He told her that that was his old school EMF. He was supposed to take it on the plane home, but accidentally left it in Paris. Jenna always knew Sam forgets things and Dean was always the one that reminded him, this time she was glad Dean left this behind. She took it to listen to any weird readings. Disappointedly, it was silent.
"Missing plane passengers. Huh. Well. I can try. But I need something so I can get a reading." Pamela says over the Internet. She heard the Halliwells, thanks to Bobby, but it was their fame that brought them to her attention.
"Mmmm. I sensed something unusual. This world. It underwent a change. Whatever happened, it caused a ripple effect. Change a few things, and Fate changed. People who weren't supposed to be here, was. History. It was rewritten. Not by man, demon or angel, but Someone at the very top." Missouri said voicing her opinion.
"There was a magical spell that just took place. I sensed it's power. But that wasn't the only thing. There is someone looking for souls. Special souls." Rowena tells everyone. She studied under the best, and who or what collecting souls want them for a very specific reason.
After Pamela, Missouri, and Rowena gave the sisters their opinions, they thanked them and hung up.
"So we were under a spell. Was it the angels?" Phoebe wondered.
"Maybe? But even Heaven doesn't have that much power. They can change humans. But this spell changed everyone. Heaven, Earth and Hell. The archangels were under it too, according to Rowena and Missouri. But if it was God, why did He do that?" Prue was pissed. Ever since the day of Tamera's death, she always felt like she was 'heavy.'
Those seconds of her and Dr Clark, before she found out about Tamera, they felt like days. She was there, then her soul felt like she was somewhere else. What exactly happened?
"Forget about that for now. We have mysterious plane crashes. Plus there was no corpses on the plane. The official reports is that the planes crashed, and everyone on all five planes incinerated. But we all know there's something else they like to hide."
"She's right." Paige says after warping in with Jenna and Charlie. "Charlie told me something interesting. Plus Jenna and I found clues."
"I went to a secret room where they keep recordings from accidents. Planes, trains, buildings, whatever something suspicious happens. The first flight was heading to Chicago. It was uneventful, until the pilots called radio control on the ground and said they saw something like a lighting bolt that appeared in thin air. Then a high pitched screech. There was nothing but dead air after that. Then the plane went down after forty five minutes. Even when safety crews went to check, there was no survivors. No bodies, even though many of the seats were empty. Jenna, Paige tell them what you found."
"The seats had no burn marks. Most seatbelts were still buckled. If the bodies burned, there should have been body marks on the seats. There wasn't."
Jenna spoke up. "I found a phone. Usually the authorites would take it, but I suspect the angels left it there for us to find. The was a recording of a man going to Chicago for his travel blog. Check this out."
Everyone gathered round to watch the video.
"Hey everyone, this is Leslie. I am heading home to Chicago after I got laid off from The Bay Mirror. I been traveling around the country for work. Things been hectic these last few weeks. Hmm. Uneventful flight so far...arghhhhhhh!" The sisters turned down the volume. The screeching was loud. Then they saw a flash. Then the phone falls to the floor. There was nothing but an eerie silence. Jenna fast forward it till the plane started to go down. The phone slid under the seats, but they saw a blur. Every seat was empty. Then the video goes black.
"I checked out every flight. All of them including the flight Sam and Dean were on. All had that screech. Then the planes crashed. No bodies. There is something weird going on."
"A spell. Whatever happened to the world, caused a side effect. Then that means, we have innocents to save." Piper couldn't help herself. She started smiling. Sam may be alive. Jenna must have felt the same way, she had happy tears.
"Book of Shadows. Charlie, do you mind finding out exactly where those rips came from? Paige, can you orb to wear the last crash was, see if you can detect holy energy. Prue, can you go with her to keep an eye on her? Jenna, can you do some research for us?"
"Sure Piper, but I don't know anything about magic."
"Any weird going ons these last few weeks. When do you have to return to Paris?"
"Three days. My plane leaves on Thursday."
"Forget it. We can't lose you too. Paige..."
"On it. Usually this would be personal gain, but we can't chance another disappearance. Besides Dean will expect you home."
The Third World
"Remmy! What are you doing here!" Lucifer says. Looking down at her outfit. "I see you are still doing that old school 11th century look. Here's a tip. Dresses or tight leather is in." He smiles then winks at a sexy woman that walked by smiling at him.
"I'm not here on a social call Lucifer. There is a abomination on Earth."
"A what? C'mon Rem, what the weird weather we had lately? The plague of Locusts that came in South Africa? FYI, that wasn't me."
"A nephilm. He's here in Los Angeles."
"Charlie? He's fine. Remmy, you agreed to leave him alone. Linda is a good mom." Amenadiel says, concerned that his little sister would take little Charlie away.
"No. Something unholy. This...abomination is a grown man. Lucifer, you have something to say?"
Mazikeen smirks. She couldn't wait to see what was going to happen. She saw Lucifer, Amendiel and Remiel arguing. When Remiel mentioned the nephilm, Lucifer looks at her in disbelief. Then he starts laughing. Amenadiel looks at them in confusion. When she gestures with her hand, she saw Lucifer looking around. Same with his siblings.
"Jack, maybe we should go." Claire saw the angel walking in. She honestly couldn't tell who was human or not, but she looked furious. Jack stubbornly refused to move he was too busy staring at his relatives. Then when the tall, muscular, black man looks up, he looked surprised. Same with the black suit and the woman.
"Bingo." She decided to go on a break. She told the other bartenders to keep serving. No way is she missing this shitshow.
"What the hell..." He recognized his grace. The boy was shining brightly. That was a nephilm. No, he always was careful. A few close calls yeah, but never had a nephilm been born in thousands of years.
Jack smiles at the trio and sits down on the couch. Claire sighs. This was going to be a long night.
Lucifer was supposed to sing tonight, but seeing the boy, he couldn't remember what was the first act. He ignored the men and women that were trying to get his attention. It couldn't be. No.
Amenadiel saw the blonde young man there. He was strong. He saw his true form, it looked like Lucifer. He wanted to laugh. Luci always said he was childfree, but looks like he wasn't careful enough.
Remiel saw the boy. She sensed a nephilm. But seeing Lucifer's son right in front of them, she didn't know what to think. He looked to be in his early twenties. How did she miss his birth?
"Hi. I'm Jack." He waves with one hand. "This is Claire."
Claire nods. She couldn't help but smirk at the three angels that were staring at Jack at disbelief. She couldn't help but smile at the female bartender that was watching Jack with a knowing smile. Claire couldn't help but check her out. Claire never really dated, she was too busy hunting, but she never had time to decide which side to go on. Maybe she should forget about labels and take her own advice. Get laid. She never told anyone this, but she was a virgin. Even Jack didn't know.
"Ah, ah. Nope. Nice try kid. I always used condoms. Even used every precaution there is since Eden. I'll tell you what, I'll take Maze to serve you any drink. On the house. If you need bus fare, I'll pay your tickets home."
"Luci! That's your son! You can't run away from your responsibilities!"
"Amenadiel! Slow down time! I'll take care of this."
"STOP!" Jack waves his arms. "I can explain everything. Please."
Twenty minutes later Jack was telling his story with the three angels listening in disbelief. Another world? When Jack mentioned Michael, Lucifer, Amenadiel and Remiel were in shock.
"So you are from another world. Look, we can't talk here. Luci, can we use your loft?"
"Oh, yes, yes. I need to do a show, I can't disappoint my guests. Maze, can you take Jack and his guest upstairs?"
"Sure. C'mon." The demon couldn't help but check out Jack and Claire. She thought Jack was hot. No doubt he was a virgin. As much as she couldn't care less about that, Jack seemed too pure and innocent for her tastes. But the blonde, hmm. She couldn't help but check her out. She was pleased and see her giving her side glances back. This night was going to be different.
"Holy shit. Jack, this place is amazzzinng. Damn. No wonder they call him the Angel of Music. Do you think we'll own a place like this someday?" Claire couldn't help but look around the fancy loft. Seeing the bar, she made herself a drink. "I'm going to check out the balcony."
Jack smiled at her enthusiasm. He thought this place was beautiful too, but Castiel's and Hannah's small house was perfect. Plus Heaven. Michael took him there on his eighteenth birthday. He met a lot of the other angels. They were nice, especially Duma. She seemed nice. Unfortunately, he didn't meet Kelly. He had to return to Earth, since Sam and Dean were praying to him for help.
The hunt went well, but he was an amateur. He sprained his ankle. The injury healed itself, but it took a minute. After that he hunted better. But as much as he knew he was loved, he felt like he was needed somewhere else. When he heard the elevator door open, he turned around.
Remiel was looking around for her nephew. She knew he wasn't, not really. But she couldn't help but like him. She wondered if there was a Silver City in his world. What Mom and Dad were like. She wondered why the human was with him. They weren't lovers, she can see that. But she couldn't help but compare them to a brother and sister relationship.
She heard Amenadiel come up. She nodded at him. She agreed with him. They had to hide Jack. If Michael ever found out, it would be a disaster. He was always the bossy one. At least Raphael and Gabriel kept to themselves. She was tempted to ask Azreal to come down but as The Angel of Death, she was always busy.
"Jack! Lucifer is almost done. He'll be up in a half hour. He said to help yourself to anything in the fridge."
"Can I have a burger and fries? Claire and I are pretty hungry."
"Ah, sure. I don't eat, but I can send out for delivery."
After Jack and Claire ate, both Amenadiel and Remiel were asking questions about Jack and Claire's world. They were surprised to hear how different things were. Michael and Lucifer were not twins, but were different ages. Plus they got along. Gabriel was disguised as a Trickster. He hated being a archangel and went into hiding centuries ago. Way different from his counterpart, who was a rebel. Plus was notoriously cheap. Raphael seemed about the same, just he liked to read. When they heard about Castiel, they were really surprised. He was married to another angel.
Hearing that both Amenadiel and Remiel were squicked out. But Jack assured them angels were in the same tier as humans. Not all angels were related. But he did agree with that Castiel was a bad singer. But was a great man and father figure.
As Jack was talking with Claire filling in the blanks, the elevator loft doors open and Lucifer walked in. He stood there for a few seconds staring at Jack. He wondered who his mother was. Were they lovers? A one night stand? The question was on his mind. He wanted nothing more than a stiff drink, but the first time in a long time, he needed to stay sober.
"Ah, what did I miss. Jack? Is it? Introduce me to your lovely friend. Hi, I'm Lucifer Morningstar." He went and introduced himself to Claire who looked amused.
"Claire Novak. Sorry. I don't date angels."
Amemadiel couldn't help but smile when Lucifer looked confused. No human alive could resist his charms, except for the Detective. But she was on vacation with her daughter, Trixie. He tried again to charm her over but Claire brushed him off. Trying a new tactic, he decided to use the ole tried and true.
"Let me ask you a question. What do YOU desire. Hmm. Riches, fame, a new boyfriend? C'mon tell me."
Claire just stared at him. "That the World doesn't end. And God is stopped."
Hearing that everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Claire.
"That is why we came here to ask for help. Jack. They are technically your relatives. Tell them."
"The World is ending. Not just our world, all of them. Creation is dying. My uncles, my father, Heaven, Hell, everyone is in danger. Your world too."
"So that was what the storms were about. I had my suspicions, but I wasn't really sure. So the Old Man is done. Nothing like going out with a bang. Lucifer, lets throw a orgy. No, an huge party before The End." Maze says walking in with a expensive bottle of whiskey. "Anyone wants a stiff drink?"
"The End of All Time. Damn. I'll be busy. Can't do this alone. Where's Death?" A voice says from the balcony doors.
"Azreal. Come here." Lucifer gives her a hug. Pointing at Jack and Claire he introduces them.
"Azreal, meet Jack Morningstar, my son. Plus his lovely friend, Claire Novak." Lucifer says proudly.
Lucifer's siblings stare at him in disbelief. NOW, he wants to be a dad? Amanadiel shakes his head. Lucifer is only saying that because of God. He will never change.
Azreal stares at Jack. Then she gives him a hug. "I thought I sensed a great power. So this is my nephew. Hi. I'm Azreal, your aunt."
Jack gives her a hug back. "Name's Jack. Jack Kline. I came from another world. This is Claire, my stepsister."
"I heard rumours. But none of us can ever prove there are other dimensions. So the end days are finally here." Azreal looked at Jack. Already, she could see he was stronger than any of them combined. Their Father will be equal in power to him. She already talked to Death, but Billie swore her to secrecy. Billie told her to be prepared. No wonder their Father was never around that much. He said He had chores to do. Plus her Mom. Was their Mother ever real? God always told them how they met, but that could be a story. Goddess may just a figment of their imagination.
"Jack. I don't know how any of us can help. We can't stop God." Remiel says sadly. He said He couldn't bring Uriel back. Uriel was dead. Sleeping in The Nothingness.
"I am looking for a Tablet. Can Metatron help me?"
"Metatron? He won't help. His lips are stuck to Father's butt." Lucifer spits. He and Michael hated each other, but both shared a dislike to Metatron. Same with the other angels.
"What Tablets are you looking for Jack?" Amanadiel asks.
"Angel, Demon, Leviathan. Plus the Unnamed. If it exists."
"We have all three, but Metatron will NEVER part with them. No one but Dad is allowed to read them." Lucifer tells Jack. Metatron was very protective of his writings.
"You said the Unknown. I never heard of it." Remiel says. She seen the other three, but Metatron refused to let anyone touch them.
"I have. Jack. Here." Azreal hands him a rock. I obtained it from Someone. It was always precious to me, but I think you should have it. I don't know what it does."
Jack looks at it. The rock was cracked, but he saw some writing on it. Unfortunately, he couldn't read it.
"Can I see that?" Lucifer says reaching for it. Azreal slaps his hand away.
"No one can touch that except a prophet. You are not a prophet."
"But..."
"She's right Luci, remember Paul?"
"One little mistake with a story and he become famous."
"Deed is done. Too late for regret. Besides, he basking in the Silver City talking to Gallieo and Luke."
"Well anyway. If you guys are here and Azrael and Remiel can sense you, then that means my dick brother can too. Jack. It is time to go home. Michael may be nice in your world, but here he is an asshole."
Amenadiel, Remiel, Maze and Azreal agreed. Michael was universally hated by all of his siblings. Especially Lucifer. He always wanted what Lucifer had and wasn't afraid to steal it. Mom spoiled him rotten.
"I don't know how to open a rift."
"I do." Azrael says. She took out a veil of archangel grace.
"Ray Ray, where did you get that?" Amenadiel asks. He saw the grace, it shined brightly.
"It was given to me. There is enough to send you both home. Just think about your love ones. Here." Azrael hands him the bottle. Luci, I just need a favor. Do you still have the blood of Pope Benedict?"
"Of course. He should have known better than to play poker with the devil."
Amenadiel, can you bring me a fruit from The Tree of Life?"
"Sure." He spreads his wings and flies away.
"Remiel, can I borrow the Seal of Solomon?"
"I'll be back."
Twenty minutes later, Azrael was mixing things in a bowl. Before she added the archangel grace, she asked Jack for a hug.
"Hmmp. I know I just met you, but good luck with your quest." Sadly, she knew what happened to Jack, and the trails he needed to go through in the future.
Remiel and Amemadiel hug Jack as well.
"Jack. You have a cousin. His name is Charlie."
"Really? Is he like me?"
"Half angel, yes. But he is too young to perform miracles."
"My uncles always said it was too dangerous to use my powers. Tell Charlie to be careful."
"I will."
Lucifer looks at Jack, then awkwardly gives him a hug. He only just met Jack, but already loved him. He was glad his counterpart and his siblings loved and protected Jack. If only Jack and Claire could stay, but he sensed Michael. He was on his way. He told Azrael to hurry.
"Koth
Munto
Notox."
A rift opened. The angels eyes went wide, same with Maze. They seen a rift open from their mom, but it was just a blank state, this was another world.
"Goodbye Jack. If you ever come back, I'll show around the Silver City. Or LA. Lots of beautiful women here."
Jack smiles at Lucifer who was smiling sadly. Already he knew he'll never see Jack again. It was way too dangerous. He waves goodbye as Jack and Claire step through. As the rift closed he told his siblings to hide their goods. Remiel took her rock and flew away hiding it in a place no angel wanted to go, Hell. Deep in the Pit. She handed it to Maze who hid it well.
Azrael took the leftovers and bowl and threw it in the sun. A volcano would take too long to burn.
Amanadiel went to Linda's to keep an eye on Charlie.
Lucifer went to the bar and made himself a drink. Hearing the familiar sound of wings from his asshole brother, he smiles.
"Can I pour you a drink Michael?"
Jack and Claire step through. The rift closed immediately after them.
"Are we home?" Jack asks.
"Let me see." She dials a number. "Hi, Jody? It's Claire."
Later that night Jack was laying in his bed at home. Both Castiel and Hannah were happy to see him and Claire home. Luckily they were only twenty five miles from Castiel's and Hannah's. So they walked home. Jack was tempted to fly, but when he called Castiel, he said it was way too risky. But he drove to pick up Jack and Claire as they were too tired to walk after a mile.
Jack prayed to his uncles and father who were overjoyed to see he was okay. Jack begged them not to come, he was too tired. But they promised to come visit in a few days. Jack smiled. He already missed his other relatives. He took out the rock Azrael gave him. What was this originally? It looked cool. He decided not to worry about it. He fell asleep.
A Ruined World
The Fallen Angel sighs as he smelled the rose. He knew his world was going to be destroyed soon. It was just a matter of weeks or even days. God was here a few years ago. He played the role of The Prophet.
He looked at the stone in his hand. He had no idea what this was. If only that hunter didn't leave. He looked at the grave where he buried his counterpart. He should be nice and give him a proper hunters funeral. Same with the others. He looked at the sky. He did something he didn't do for years. He prayed to his brother.
Hearing the voice inside his vessel, his eyes glowed red. 'Soon it will be over. You and your brother will be together again.' .