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Chapter 17 (third person POV)

"I said what the fuck are you doing here?" John scowled, taking a small step towards Castiel. Jen's heart start to race and she flinched slightly as Castiel and John glared at each other, narrowing their eyes. John's muscles flexed and the kids could see the veins running through his body begin to pop. Dean quickly backed up to the table, lifting Jen and putting her in his lap. He motioned for Sam to go to Wes, who was still in the bed.

"I see I do not need to introduce myself." Castiel replied, his voice calm. Jen reached up and grabbed Dean's hand, squeezing it. "I am here to take Jen."

"Like hell you are. You're not taking my daughter anywhere." John took a threatening step towards Castiel, standing between his daughter and the angel.

"You know what is coming." Castiel stood tall, his demeanor changing. Clearly, the kids could see Castiel's patience wearing thin.

"I told you that I would protect them both." John growled through his teeth. "You're not taking them."

Castiel slightly turned his focus to me, locking his gaze. "I was able to get to her, John. Crowley was able to get to your son. What makes you think you can handle what's coming. It is too dangerous, especially for a human."

John's voice came out smooth as butter, sending chills down all the kids' spine. "I will die before I let anything happen to my kids."

"I am not questioning your dedication to the children. But let's face it John-you can't get them under control! They don't even know the extent of their own powers, much less how to control them. He will be coming for them and you will have killed them due to your stubborn ignorance." Castiel warned. He turned his attention towards Jen, locking eyes with her. "He's coming for them, and they're going into a battle they have no preparation for."

"What are you talking about?" The annoyance dripped from John's tone. Dean wrapped his arms around Jen when he felt her start to bounce her feet, kissing the top of her head. Castiel and Jen did not break their eye contact, making Dean's stomach cringe a bit. Sam just watched in awe while Wes continued to sleep against his shoulder.

"Is Michael coming for us?" Jen whispered, barely audible. John's face softened seeing the tears starting to brim his daughter's eyes.

"It is not Michael I would fear." Castiel dropped his eyes. He let out a deep breath, taking a step towards Jen. "Listen to me, Jen. The one you-"

John yanked Castiel back behind him towards the bed. "Stay the hell away from my kid. She doesn't need to be involved in this shit."

Castiel straightened his tie and trench coat, his silence deafening. "This is the way you want this to go?"

John started to plead, his desperation evident in his words. "Please. Don't take my kids. I'll do whatever is necessary to keep them safe."

Castiel started to open his mouth, but quickly shut it as another man was in the room. He stood tall, his hair dark and eyes were bright green. He was slender, but only looked to be about 17. John's jaw dropped, speechless. The kids stared at the younger man in the corner but they didn't recognize him. "It's you." John whispered. Instead of responding, the man glared at Castiel.

"Castiel, leave me." The man ordered. Castiel nodded, and was gone in a flash. All eyes in the room were on this young man. He let a small smile slip and he turned to face Jen. Hi there.

Hi. Jen quickly stole a glance at her daddy, but he nodded in approval and Jen grinned. You have the same powers as me?

I do.

Are you going to take me away from my dad?

No. We have some things to talk about though.

What's your name?

My given name is Jegudiel, but you can call me Jay. You are Jennifer. Jay gave a soft smile. Dean, Sam, and John watched intently as Jen and Jay shared looks and communicated non-verbally.

Are you an angel?

I'm an archangel. I'm the youngest of the archangels left. My brother and I cloaked you to hide your mother and the powers from the others..

Michael is your brother?

Michael is the one you need to hide from. Jen blanched at his question. Her silence answered his question, and Jay gave her a look of sympathy. Michael forbid Miranda into falling in with the humans. She fell in love with your father, got pregnant, and went running to the pit, begging Lucifer for help. He transferred some of his power to her, knowing his true intentions. You see, Michael would murder the two of you for existing. Lucifer took advantage of Miranda's situation. He made it to where she no longer had powers and would be cloaked, but on the event of her death, her powers including some of the grace Lucifer transferred would awaken inside you and your brother. The telepathy would never be cloaked, as twins are a force in itself, but now your powers would grow. However, you and your brother are also allowing Lucifer's powers grow. You and Wes are bound to Lucifer.

"Holy shit." Jen gulped, letting the shock sink in. She whined immediately when Dean popped the back of her head. Jay smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed. He turned to face Wes, who's eyes were big but he was awake.

"Did you hear everything?" Jay asked. Wes nodded, and the others could see he was processing everything about as well as Jen.

"What is going on?" John asked.

"Do not fret, John. I was just telling them what happened 10 years ago."

"Ah." John blanched again, and Dean raised a brow seeing his father's weakness. He threw his hands up and Jen just placed her hand on his shoulder, showing him everything.

"Whoa. How the hell did you do that?" Dean jumped up, nearly knocking Jen down.

"Her powers are growing. I believe it is because I am in their presence." Jay answered, a look of approval shining across his face. Wes shrugged and turned to Sammy and did the same thing.

"Okay. Now are we all on the same page?" Jay asked, his annoyance starting to show.

The Winchesters all nodded, speechless. "Good," Jay continued. "The children should find something to do while you and I talk John." John nodded, throwing his keys to Dean.

"Go get dinner, Dean." John ordered. Dean took Jen's hand and motioned for Sammy to grab Wes and follow him. John waited until he heard the roaring of the Impala, and sat down at the table.

"John," Jay said after hearing the Impala's engine fading away. "The battle Castiel mentioned is a big one. It isn't necessarily a battle they have to fight on their own but they need training."

John sighed. "Go on."

Jay pulled out a leather bound journal and put it in front of John. "This is the journal of Jerahmeel. He was an honorary archangel I guess you could say. He followed us around, but mostly Michael and Lucifer. He was my best friend, but he did not have the powers of an archangel. He was trustworthy and someone who knew all the secrets. He also wrote everything down."

"What happened to him?"

"Michael killed him when he learned of his part in hiding Miranda." Jay dropped his eyes, his guilt revealed in his body. A single tear dropped, but he continued without faltering. "I hid his journal, knowing one day I would need to bring it to you should Miranda ever die. It has the answers. Everything you need to-but it is written in the same language of God. You need to find a prophet to read it, or find an angel by the name of Metatron."

"Where do I find a prophet?" John threw his hands up, and Jay could see his frustration erupting.

"Keep your eyes open. In the mean time, feed this to your kids daily and keep a protection spell strong once a week." Jay handed John a pouch of herbs. "The herbs will help hide the kids from the demons and protect them in health. I would also get them branded with tattoos hiding them from all things supernatural. I recommend the same for you and the older boys. It will hide you guys from even me, but if you need me just break this talisman." Jay handed over a clay talisman to John. "Be careful with it though and use it only in emergencies. Once you have tattooed all the sigils necessary, run. I mean it John, run. Keep moving. Train them to protect themselves, and I know you want to set boundaries with their powers but they need to learn control. Do not be ignorant."

"I understand."

"John..." Jay hesitated, standing up. He paced back and forth in front of John. "John, there's one more thing."

"What is it?" John stood, his heart racing at the hesitation on the archangel's face.

"Your kids aren't just half angel."

"What do you mean?"

"They're half archangel."

"I thought you said Miranda wasn't an archangel?"

"Have you not been listening?!" Jay yelled, his anger starting to boil. "LUCIFER! His grace is inside those kids. Lucifer is back to full power, since time has passed but those kids are growing stronger. They have Lucifer's powers inside of them. They are part of Lucifer. Yes, he is only their uncle but it was his powers that allowed the children to exist, and his powers that cloaked them and stripped Miranda's. The angels thought that Wes and Jen would fight against each other, but honestly they are still neutral. They can either become evil or good, but they are not chosen yet. My worry is that they will be unstoppable and one day be the key to letting Lucifer out of hell. Should that ever happen...Well, that can't happen. They will destroy everything." Jay whispered, a sense of melancholy about him.

"I won't let that happen." John promised.

"Good. I meant what I said, John. Get those sigils as soon as possible and get on the road. You'll be safe for 72 hours before my powers begin to waver. Good luck, John." Jay shook his hand, disappearing as Castiel did earlier.

John let out a huge sigh as he sat back in his chair. He buried his face in his hands, breaking down. He couldn't believe he almost lost his kids. He let everything out. His fears, anger, worries, and finally was able to release everything. He got up and washed his face, hiding any evidence of weakness. He began to pack all the kids' belongings, hiding the journal in his bag. He put all the bags in the back of his truck, shutting the lights off and doing a once over through the motel. He reached in his back pocket and called Dean. "Hey kid. Stay at the diner. I'm coming to you." John took a deep breath, counted to ten, and drove to the diner down the road. He pulled in after a minute, and smiled at his kids laughing in the booth. He didn't know what he was going to tell them, but he knew it would be okay. Dean, Sam, and John would do everything in their abilities to protect the youngest Winchesters despite their addition in his older sons' life being short. John got out and smiled at Jen waving, begging him to sit next to her.