#halfdemon!reader x jack kline

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(Part 2) Part 1

True to your word, you were back the next day around the same time. This time as you popped in, you stumbled slightly, Castiel keeping you from completely falling over. “Winchesters, Cassie, Jackie, how goes it,” you laughed but ended up going into a coughing fit. 

“What happened,” Cas asked gruffly. 

“Oh nothing too bad. I mean, I got all of the hell hounds sent after me. The angels on Luci’s pay roll were the hardest part. Let’s just say I found a new power of mine that I love because it obliterated every supernatural being within a two mile radius,” you stated. 

“Angels on his pay roll?”

“You know, angels that want Lucifer to rule Heaven since dear old daddy is gone,” you replied and pushed off Castiel. You stumbled slightly to the table and sat down, grabbing the bottle of whiskey from Dean’s side of the table, the man just raising an eyebrow at you.

“You’re saying that Lucifer has followers in Heaven,” Sam asked.

“Yep. I’m guessing a lot of them considering there were twenty angels after me today and he’d know better than to send most of his angels to take care of little me,” you groaned as your back hit the chair and took a huge gulp of whisky, slightly coughing at the burn that went down your throat.

You didn’t bat an eye when you felt fingers touch your back and you smiled as you felt the connection with Jack again. “Come of these worsened the ones I could not fix yesterday. Castiel, could you finish healing her, I have no more ‘juice’ as Dean calls it,” Jack asked, sitting next to you. 

You felt Cas put two fingers to your head but you didn’t feel the same connection that you had with Jack. “So, have you decided you wanted my help of not?”

“Well, since you’re a magnent for Lucifer to send his men after, maybe you can be a magnent to get Lucifer out in the open,” Dean stated.

“You mean you want me to be an archangel’s bitch,” you glared.

“It is out best shot at getting Lucifer topside,” Cas responded. 

“But that puts her in more danger,” Jack spoke. 

“It’s also our only shot,” Sam stated.

“No it is not, I could be bait. I am his son and he wants me too,” Jack argued.

“Absolutely not,” you automatically rounded on him. “Not only is that completely stupid, it could get you killed. If Luci knows he can’t get you on his side, he’d just as well kill you. Not to mention if he does end up getting near you, he’d zap his way back to Hell with you and eventually you would end up helping him. That is not going to happen. I’d rather him kill me than know that was what was going on in Hell. You are not going anywhere near him, am I clear,” you growled.

Jack and you were staring right into each other’s eyes. “I will not allow you to die at Lucifer’s hands.”

“I will not allow you to become Lucifer’s bitch,” you shot back.

“He will kill you,” Jack spoke softer.

You broke eye contact, “better me than any of you. The world can go on without me in it...but you are the forces of change. I’m just some abomination that can never do anything good for a long period of time. If he kills me, I’d consider it a blessing because, at least then, I wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone ever again.”

“No, you are good. You are trying to help us stop Lucifer. Dying will not help us to put order back into the world. You are not an abomination. You are part human and that makes you perfect. We can’t control our parentage, but we can control how we choose to act in the world, good or bad. We can figure something out, (Y/N).”

Dean cleared his throat and you looked up. “You two done? If we aren’t going with the half demon as bait, we need another plan,” he stated, getting up and going to grab something else. You could only guess it was more alcohol considering you had drunk all of the whiskey from the bottle you’d taken from him.