Someone asked me to make an Imagine based on last weeks episode. It's not exactly like 13x05 but there are similarities!
Who else can not wait for Jack to meet Castiel tonight? I am so excited and DEANCAS HUG AH!
Anyways, let's start.
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Jack sat down next to me and stared at the Tv. I was his "babysitter". Well, as the only person the Winchesters had left, I was the only one they could ask when they wanted to go on a hunt. "Give me the chips.", I said and leaned back. He handed me the bowl, I smiled at him and grabbed some chips out of it. I Immediately started eating and got the remote to change the channel. Sunday's Tv programm always used to be one of the most boring things ever. "Is it okay if I change the channel?", I looked at Jack and he instantly nodded. "Can we watch..a cartoon?", he asked shyly and I just smirked and pressed the button to change to a cartoon channel. "Scooby Doo!", I started smiling. When I was younger it has been my favorite TV show. My mom was a huntress, I always compared her to Daphne from Scooby Doo.
"Are you okay?", I looked at him. He had his hands on his thighs, looked at the TV. He was stiff and seemed to feel uncomfortable. "It's okay.", he said in a monotone but confused voice and looked at me. "You just seem so..", I grabbed his hands and nestled against him. My head rested against his chest. As time passed he relaxed more and more. I couldn't do anything but smile. Even tho Dean told me that Jack would be Lucifer's son and incredibly dangerous, I didn't believe him. Jack was so innocent and kind. He was respectful and nothing like Lucifer. But I was interested in this whole thing. I mean SATAN? The real motherfucking Devil?
"Jack? Is it okay if I ask you some questions?", I started to tickle his chest softly and looked up to him. "Huh?", he looked as me as well. "Your dad? I mean, Lucifer? Do you-"
"Lucifer, he's not my father. My father is Castiel", Jack said and smiled proudly. I giggled noiseless and shook my head. "I know. But I mean, Lucifer? Even if he's not your father. What do you know about him? Dean and Sam haven't told me about him yet. They used to try to keep me safe...", I said and Jack bit his lip. "Oh okay to be honest I don't know anything about him. Except for that he killed Castiel and he is...bad.", Jack answered even tho he seemed to be uncomfortable with this situation. I just nodded and decided not to bother him since he felt so uneasy. "I am not like him.", Jack said softly and stroke through my hair. "I know...", I took a deep breath. "So you are not afraid of me?", he asked and I went silent. Why would he think that? Since we met he was nice, kind and always good to me. Why should I be afraid of him?
"I am not.", I said after a few seconds of silence. "You're good, Jack.", I swallowed and leaned back.

We didn't talk for hours, Jack had probably fallen asleep. My eyes were about to close when I heard footsteps. I got up when someone opened the door. Dean entered the room and looked at me. He seemed sad? happy? mad? I couldn't really figure out what he was feeling right now. He took a breath and I was about to say something when I saw him. I saw Castiel. Standing in the door frame.