ZEN i [JACK KLINE]

F I V E

5| I N N O C E N C E

" ZEN, WAKE up..." Sam whispered as he slowly shook her shoulders.

She groggily opened her eyes and looked around. She was still in the impala but they had stopped at some motel called " The Black Hat".

" I thought we were heading straight to the bunker..." she muttered, still half asleep.

Sam chuckled and watched as she got out of the car. " Dean needed to get some shut eye, you know how he is with his beauty sleep."

She snorted in response and followed him inside the motel. Dean was talking to the desk clerk while Jack stood awkwardly beside him. She chuckled at the scene before walking over to Jack.

" Hey, J," she said as she approached him.

The nephilim looked at her weirdly. " My name is Jack, not J."

She snorted at his innocence. " It's a nickname, Jack."

" A nickname?"

She nodded. " Yeah, It's a thing that friends or family do. My real name's Zenja but my brothers call me Zen," she explained. Jack nodded slowly at the new information.

" We're...friends?" he questioned.

She chuckled. " Yeah, J. We're friends."

Dean saw their small interaction and rolled his eyes. " Hey! Why don't you make yourself useful and help Sam with the bags yeah?" he said to Jack at stood beside Zen protectively.

Jack awkwardly walked over to Sam, while Zenja gave her brother a look. Dean shrugged at her in response and walked to their room. Once they reached their room, Dean fumbles with the keys since his arms were filled with bags of weapons and other things to help them ward off the angels and demons.

She walked towards her brother and snatched the keys from his hands. " Hey!-" he states as he struggles with his bags. She rolled her eyes at him and opened the door easily.

"This is a bad idea. We should've just kept driving.", Dean grumbled as he walked into the room.

"Dude..." Sam scoffed. "You were hallucinating sheep on the road. We need a few hours."

Zen snickered at her brother's small banter as she turned the lights on.

"This is nice," Jack compliments as he looked around the room in awe.

"Let's ward the room, get a bite, get a few hours of sleep, hit the road first thing," Sam states as he turns on the TV. An episode of Scooby-Doo is airing, Jack sits on the bed and watches it mesmerised.

"It's...wonderful," he breathes out in awe, his eyes glued to the screen.

Dean saw this and snatched the remote. "Hey. No."

Jack looks at him, disappointed."But... Y-"

Dean glances at the TV and chuckles at the episode. Zen knew about his ever-growing love for the kid show and his small crush on the lead female with red hair.

Dean snapped out of it and turns the TV off. "No."

He then pulled Jack by the shoulder. "And you're on the couch, sport. All right? So why don't you go over there? Sit down and..." he chuckles as he grabbed a copy of the Bible. "Here," he chucks the book towards Jack. "Read a book. We're out of here in a few hours."

Zen chuckled at the irony of the situation. The son of Satan reading the Holy Bible, you don't see that everyday.

She glances at Jack. "Jack, hey, I can take the couch. Why don't-"

Jack shook his head at her with a small smile. "No, no. It's fine," he says as he keeps leafing through the Bible.

>•<

ZEN WATCHES AS Jack devours the burger in front of him in a way that would put Dean to shame. Sam finishes warding the door and sits on the couch beside her.

"You can slow down, you know. That's stuff's not gonna disappear," Dean snaps at Jack.

"Ever seen you eat, Dean?" Sam defended.

Dean ignores him and grabs and opens a bottle of beer. Jack imitates him and grabs one as well.

Dean stopped him before he can open the bottle. "Wait, wait, wait, wait. How old do you think you are?"

"3 days, 17 hours, and 42 minutes," Jack answers.

Zen snorted at his bluntness and took a swig at her beer. Dean then drinks the beer and Jack copies him. Sam saw this and shared a look with his sister with a smirk.

Jack then grabs the Bible. "This book, it mentions my father. Not Castiel, but Lucifer. "

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, he's-he's big in the Bible. Lotta screen time," Dean states.

"And you... knew him?" Jack asks.

"Well, he's not really an easy guy to know. He's, um, he's kind of rough around the edges," Sam says uncomfortably. Zen knew he was still not over Lucy torturing him in his own head.

"He's Satan," Zen stated as she finished her burger. " There's nothing good about him..." she muttered to herself.

"And that's... that's bad," Jack clarified.

"Damn straight. See... he turned on his father, God," Dean explained.

"God, he's in here, too. Is he famous or something?" he asks Zen.

She chuckled. "Yeah. Um, God basically... created everything."

"Yeah, and then he skipped out, leaving guys like us to clean up his messes like Lucifer," Dean finished.

"So, God's like my grandfather. He's family, and that's... That's good," Jack says slowly,trying to wrap his head around the situation.

Dean places the bottle of beer on the table and shrugs. "Sometimes," He then puts a foot on the table and Jack copies him.

"Okay, all right, will you stop?" he snapped at the nephilim.

Zen laughed. " No, keep going. I find this entertaining," She snickered, earning a glare from her oldest brother and a laugh from the second.

"So, Jack, we know Kelly taught you things before you were born. And obviously, you can, you know, make people or things move with your mind. But, um... what else can you do?" Sam asked.

Jack furrowed his eyebrows and thought about it. "I... don't know."

"Okay. For instance, say you wanted to-to be someplace else right now. Could you?" Sam asks again. Jack looks at him weirdly at the suggestion earning an eye roll from Dean.

"Can you teleport?" Dean cuts to the chase.

Jack looked at him confusedly. "Teleport?"

Dean nods. " Yes. If you wanted to be on the other side of that door right this instant, what would you do?"

Jack surprises every one in the room as he casually walks out of the door and closes it behind him.

"What..." Dean muttered in disbelief before slumping back to his seat. "Great."

Jack then knocks on the door while Sam gets up and opens it. Zen looked over at Dean with a smirk. "You know, it's possible he's more human than we thought."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Mm-hmm."

"Like that," Jack says with a smile.

Dean scoffed. "Come on. You're trying to tell me you didn't pick up anything before you were born? That your father never reached out to you?"

Jack then thinks about it for a minute, his face going blank. Her head started to ache as small visions entered her mind. She could see Lucifer reaching out to him, his glowing red eyes tattooed in her memories.

" What?" Dean asked Jack cautiously.

Sam looked over at his sister worriedly. " Zen, you okay?"

Jack then snaps out of it and looks over at Zen, who in return let out a breath of relief as the visions went away.

"Yeah. Uh, good. I'm good," Zen muttered.

" Oh yeah and could someone explain to me why you're somehow connected to him?" Dean hissed at her, his protective big brother mode was showing.

She sighs in response. " I honestly don't know Dean," she muttered. " I was hoping there was some lore back in the bunker about...this."

Dean frowned at her and opened up another beer. While Sam looks between his siblings awkwardly.

He claps his hands together as he tried to release the tension. "All right, I say we, uh...get some rest. It's been a long day. We're startin' early tomorrow," he states just as the floorboard creaks behind the door, signalling them that someone is approaching the room's door.

She looks between her brothers, having a silent conversation about the situation. She then grabs an angel blade from one of the bags and keeps Jack behind her, ready to pounce at anyone that tried to hurt him.

Dean slowly walks towards the door while Sam grabs the gun and stays a few feet in front of the door. Dean then looks between us before he opens the door. But before the person could enter fully into the room, Dean grabs the person and throws him inside. The person groans on the floor in pain and Zen soon realised who it was.

" Ninja turtle?"

" Donatello?"

Sam and her says simultaneously and the prophet looks up at them from the floor.

"Sam? Zenja? Dean? Is God with you?"