[ Where to freaking start. What happened is that the brother he hasn't seen for five years got pulled here and he's got that same old feeling of failing him over and over. The fact that Lucifer's here too inside of him? Yeah, of course that would be how it is.
Glancing around their periphery is something that's so deeply-ingrained in him it's like habit now. He knows that fully powered, Cas can take care of anything likely to sneak up on them, but it doesn't settle that feeling of constantly feeling hunted. ]
When he first got here and told me... I put him in a circle of holy fire in the basement. It didn't hold him, man. This town? Holy fire or not, it can spring Lucifer from inside of those like it's nothin'.
[ And that's only the tip of the doom-shaped iceberg. ]
Sam's got a pretty good hold on him most of the time. Says Lucifer doesn't know yet that Jack's his kid. And Lucifer? He's been dreamwalking like it's no big thing. If he's doing that to us? I'd put money on the fact he can do that to Jack.
[ All of it is so messed up that it gives Dean a tension headache every time he thinks about it, and tries to work out what he can do about that. ]
You know what Lucifer's like. I know what Lucifer's like. He told Sam a bunch of crap that he bought into. You think Jack's gonna know the difference between what's true and what's Lucifer spinning his shit like a goddamn handmaiden?
[ Lifting a hand, he uses a finger and thumb to massage lightly at his temples. And if it covers his expression for a couple of seconds? That works too. ]
The second Lucifer finds out that Jack's his kid - and Sam says it's when, not if - we're all screwed.
[ Hand dropping away from his face again, he subconsciously returns it to rest on top of the gun he's got holstered at his side. ]
How powerful is Jack? If Lucifer gets to him, lies to him about how things really are, what the hell do we do? Keeping Jack away from the house, away from Sam and me, I don't know what else to do, Cas. Why would I invite him to come inside a goddamn snake pit with the biggest snake of all inside of Sam?
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Glancing around their periphery is something that's so deeply-ingrained in him it's like habit now. He knows that fully powered, Cas can take care of anything likely to sneak up on them, but it doesn't settle that feeling of constantly feeling hunted. ]
When he first got here and told me... I put him in a circle of holy fire in the basement. It didn't hold him, man. This town? Holy fire or not, it can spring Lucifer from inside of those like it's nothin'.
[ And that's only the tip of the doom-shaped iceberg. ]
Sam's got a pretty good hold on him most of the time. Says Lucifer doesn't know yet that Jack's his kid. And Lucifer? He's been dreamwalking like it's no big thing. If he's doing that to us? I'd put money on the fact he can do that to Jack.
[ All of it is so messed up that it gives Dean a tension headache every time he thinks about it, and tries to work out what he can do about that. ]
You know what Lucifer's like. I know what Lucifer's like. He told Sam a bunch of crap that he bought into. You think Jack's gonna know the difference between what's true and what's Lucifer spinning his shit like a goddamn handmaiden?
[ Lifting a hand, he uses a finger and thumb to massage lightly at his temples. And if it covers his expression for a couple of seconds? That works too. ]
The second Lucifer finds out that Jack's his kid - and Sam says it's when, not if - we're all screwed.
[ Hand dropping away from his face again, he subconsciously returns it to rest on top of the gun he's got holstered at his side. ]
How powerful is Jack? If Lucifer gets to him, lies to him about how things really are, what the hell do we do? Keeping Jack away from the house, away from Sam and me, I don't know what else to do, Cas. Why would I invite him to come inside a goddamn snake pit with the biggest snake of all inside of Sam?