This is the first story in my BUNKER LIFE series. I plan on writing many more in this series. These stories will deal primarily with Team Free Will 2.0 (Dean, Sam, Cass, and Jack). But others will appear throughout the stories.

This story takes up right after the season thirteen finale. With a few changes.

Frist off, Michael and Lucifer both died during the fight. When lucifer touched Dean's head and his face glowed, Michael died. I am interested in how the show will play out with Dean being processed by Michael, but this story is going in a different direction.

Secondly, Gabriel did not die again. He did hang back and prevented Michael from going through the rift. But he managed to slip through right before it closed.

Everyone thinks Crowley is dead, but come on, it's Crowley. He always has an ace up his sleeve. He will be brought back a little later in my stories.

You need to have watched the season thirteen finale before this first chapter makes sense.


A lot of my stories, but not all of them, in this series will contain corporal punishment.


Sam, Dean, and Jack were still standing in the middle of the large room. Sam and Dean were thrilled, both Lucifer and Michael were dead. They were actually dead.

Jack was still in shock about the turn of events. Several different thoughts and emotions were surging through his mind. He knew Lucifer was evil now, he knew that he was going to kill him and Sam. But he was his Father and part of him was angry at Dean for killing him.

He was also angry at Sam for lying to him. Sam had told him that Lucifer was already dead, that Michael had killed him in the other world. Jack felt betrayed by two of the three men whom he had trusted. Whom he loved like family.

Dean was on the phone with Mary, telling her what had happened and that they were okay. Sam looked to where Jack was standing and frowned. The kid was staring down at his dead Father, a couple tears glistened on his face.

Sam knew Jack was hurting, and wished there was a way of making the pain go away. But he knew that there was really nothing he could say, the only thing he could do was be there for the young Nephilim.

Sam walked over and placed a hand on Jack's shoulder, and was taken by surprise when the younger man jerked his shoulder away and glared at him. Jack's eyes were glowing, but only slightly.

"Stay the hell away from me!" Jack shouted, as he clenched his hands into tight fists.

"Jack." Sam said, his voice calm but firm. "You need to calm down."

"Go to hell!" Jack yelled, his eyes starting to glow a little more.

"Settle down kid." Dean's voice was stern. He had just hung up the phone when Jack shouted. "Now."

"You go to hell too, you bastard!" Jack shouted, as his eyes glowed even brighter.

Jack knew he needed to calm down before he lost it and hurt someone. He was upset and angry at Dean and Sam. But he did not want to hurt them.

Jack tried to teleport himself out of the building, away from the corpse of his Father, and away from Dean and Sam. But nothing happened. He could not teleport.

Jack also became aware of the fact that his healing powers were gone, his face and body were sore from the abuse at the hands of Lucifer. And his stomach was hurting from the self inflicted stab wound.

This confused and frightened Jack even more and his entire body began to vibrate and then glow.

"I said settle down." Dean said, his voice turning softer. "You're going to hurt someone and I know you don't want that."

They heard a whooshing sound and Gabriel and Cass appeared.

"Jack." Cass said in concern when he saw the kid He rushed over to them. "You need to calm down, son."

"I am not your son!" Jack shouted.

A burst of energy shot out from Jack's body. But due to his weakened state, it was not very powerful. It caused Dean, Sam, and Cass to take a couple steps back. But that was all.

"Easy kiddo." Gabriel said, slowly walking over to the kid with his hands held out in front of him. "I know you're angry, and probably pretty scared right now. And that's okay, it's normal."

"I…I can't teleport." Jack said, as Gabriel stopped directly in front of him.

"You lost some of your Grace." Gabriel explained, keeping his voice low and soothing. "And you took a beating. I'm guessing your face is pretty sore. I can help with that."

He slowly reached out and touched Jack's cheek. Within a second, the Nephilim's bruised and battered face was healed. The stab wound also healed.

"I can't do anything about your powers." The Archangel said. "That will take time to return. And I can't really do anything about the pain inside of you, that too will take time to heal."

Jack began to calm down some and his body stopped glowing.

"That's right, Kiddo." Gabriel smiled at him. "You are doing great, just take slow deep breaths."

"He killed my Father." Jack said, his voice barley above a whisper. His eyes stopped glowing.

"I know, Jack." Gabriel said, his voice soft. "But he didn't have much of a choice. Your Father was a cold blooded killer. I know that hurts to hear, but it is the truth. And you know it. Lucifer was my brother, and I love him dearly. I really do. But if I had been in Dean's position, I would have done the same thing.

Lucifer was full of anger and hatred, it clouded his judgments and his actions. He was out of control, he had to be stopped. I've known him for a very long time, and I know that he was only going to get worse, not better."

"Sam lied to me." Jack said. He knew the man was right, he knew that Dean had no choice. But he was not ready to admit it yet. "He told me that Michael killed my Father in the other world. But Sam just left him there to die."

"Sam really cares about you, he was trying to protect you. I am not saying Sam was right in lying, but he was looking out for you."

"He lied." Jack repeated, his eyes once again lightly glowing. "I know hunters have to lie sometimes, in order to help people. But you don't lie to family."

"Deep breaths, Kiddo?" Gabriel said, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Slow deep breaths."

Jack followed his instructions and his eyes stopped glowing.

"Good job, kiddo." Gabriel smiled. Then his smile faded. "I know you are mad at Sam and Dean, and that is okay. But please understand that they were only doing what they felt was right."

"I am sorry for lying to you, Jack." Sam said, as he walked over and stood beside Gabriel. "I did not mean to hurt you, I was only trying to protect you. I was trying to keep Lucifer as far away from you as possible, I was trying to prevent him from hurting you. I'm sorry."

"I'm not sorry for helping kill Lucifer." Dean said, as he stood beside Sam. "It had to be done, and I would do it again in a heartbeat. But I am sorry that you lost your Father. And I am truly sorry that you had to witness his death."

Gabriel stepped aside, as Cass walked over and stood beside Dean. "Jack." Cass said. "I know everything that has happened is overwhelming. But you are not alone, we are here to help you through it. We are family, and family sticks together. Especially during the hard times."

A few tears rolled down Jack's cheeks as he thought about what the men had said. They were family, real family. He knew they were only trying to protect the world from Lucifer. And they were also trying to protect him.

"I know my Father was evil." Jack's voice was soft and they had to strain to hear him. "But I am sad that he is dead. Does that make me bad also?"

"No Jack." Cass assured him. "Lucifer was evil, but he was your Father. You are good, you try to find the good in others. That makes you a very special and very kind person. There is nothing evil about you."

"Cass is right." Dean said. "I know when we first met, I thought you were evil. But now that I know you, I know that I was wrong. There is nothing evil, or even remotely bad about you. Yes, you have made mistakes. No, you are not perfect. But no one is."

"I am so sorry I cursed and yelled at you." Jack said, as more tears fell. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Jack." Cass said, as he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around the young man. Jack returned the hug and started crying harder.

"It's okay." Cass repeated, as he tightened his grip on the young Nephilim. "I know it hurts, but it will get better with time."

Sam stepped forward and placed a hand on Jack's back, gently rubbing small circles on it. "You are not alone, Jack." He said. "We are here for you."

"Yeah, kid." Dean said, as he placed a hand on Jack's shoulder. "We can get through anything, if we stick together."

After several minutes, Jack's crying had stopped, and he pulled away from Cass's embrace. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve and looked at the three most important people in his life.

"I am glad that we are family." Jack said sincerely.

"So are we, kid." Dean said, just as sincerely.

"Hey." Sam said, looking around. "Where did Gabriel go?"

The others also looked around, but the Archangel was not there.

"Gabriel!" Dean shouted, but there was no answer.

"I hope he didn't go too far." Sam said. "He's our ride out of here, wherever here is."

"Rome." Cass replied.

"Rome?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Dean replied. "Rome."

They heard a whooshing sound, and Gabriel reappeared.

"Where did you go?" Dean asked.

"I was outside preparing a proper send off for Lucifer." Gabriel replied. He looked at Jack and said. "His body has to be burned, so I prepared a hunter's funeral. I know he wasn't a hunter, but this way we can send him off with dignity and respect."

"Thank you." Jack said.

"He may have been a big bag of dicks, but he was my brother." The Archangel replied.


Several minutes later, they were all gathered around the burning mound that contained Lucifer's body.

Dean walked over to where Gabriel was standing, staring into the fire.

"Thank you for what you did in there." Dean said. "Sam, Cass, and I were making Jack more upset. You did a great job calming him down."

"Back in Heaven, before Lucifer was kicked out, I was the official peacemaker between him and Michael." Gabriel said. "It worked for a long time, I managed to calm them down enough to not kill each other. But over time, their hatred and resentment towards each other was stronger then my attempts at calming them."

They stood in silence for a few moments, then Gabriel started speaking again. His voice was soft and sad.

"He wasn't all bad. At one time, he was good. When I was very young, I looked up to him. He was nice to me, he kept Michael and Castiel from bossing me around too much. It really hurt when I saw him turning. It still does."

"I'm sorry you lost your brother." Dean said, looking at Sam. Whom had his arm draped around Jack.

"Thanks." Gabriel said, then he smirked and added. "Don't go getting soft on me."

"Shut up." Dean growled. "Or I'll deep fry your wings too."


I will post the next chapter soon. I would love to know what you all think of this story, good or bad.