Slowly but surely, Dean was coming around on Jack. Sure, the kid was insanely powerful and could kill them all without breaking a sweat, but it kinda seemed like maybe, just maybe, he’d become the exception to the rule of power corrupting.
It was hard to believe the being sitting at the foot of the bed staring at the television with his mouth hanging open watching cartoons was going to hurt anyone. “You’re a dork, just like your father.”
Jack barely glanced away. “Which one?”
“Not Lucifer.”
“I wasn’t counting him. Did you mean Castiel or Sam?”
That set Dean back. “Since when is Sam your father?”
Now Jack did look away. “When Castiel was dead, Sam took me in, gave me guidance, helped me learn to use my powers in a controlled and responsible manner. He believed in me and helped me learn from my mistakes. Castiel told me, after he came back, that if he’d had the chance he’d have told me to go to Sam if he couldn’t be there for me. How is he not my father?”
“I guess when you put it that way…” Dean shook his head. “They’re both dorks, but I meant Cas. He loves watching cartoons, too.”
#74, said to Jack by Dean?
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