Ok! Here comes the chapter where Cas teaches Jinx how to fight! (well more like how he'll teach her how to stab and shoot things... sorta) but still, here comes this beautiful chapter!

Dean: oh god, what have you been eating?

SHUT UP DEAN!

Dean: sheesh, sorry...

Castiel: leave the crazy bitch alone Dean.

Dean: she almost made my brother die!

Jinx: hey! It's not my fault!

Dean: tell that to my brother when he looked like he was dying!

Sam: Dean, leave Jinx alone.

Ok, everyone calm the hell—

Jinx: I didn't know he touched me!... I mean, yes I could see his future in my dreams but— ugh, I'm sorry, ok?

Dean: sorry doesn't cut it sweetheart.

Sam: Dean—

Jinx: nothing cuts it for you, does it shorite?

Dean: I guess it freaking doesn't because you are a freaking fortune telling life sucker! So if you expect me to freaking forgive you for nearly killing my geek of a brother then you can kiss my freaking—

ALRIGHT THAT IS ENOUGH! WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP NOW AND LET ME CONTINUE ON WITH THE DAMN STORY?!

Everyone: fine.

Thank you!

I was still trying to get used to shooting things, my first attempts weren't very... successful in the matter. But I wasn't going to get discouraged that easily.

It had been over an hour since Sam and Dean left off to Michigan and I was getting even crappier by each pull of the trigger. "Damn, Jinx, don't you know what a target is?" Cas yelled at me. "It's my first time ever holding a gun, ok?" I yelled back firing my sixteenth bullet, sadly it made it to a tree branch.

"Ok, maybe we should stop for today." Cas sighed in defeat. But I wasn't going to stop. I grabbed another magazine from the table and shoved it into the gun.

Cas watched me, "alright, but you can come back in when your done." With that he slammed the door and I was left alone to try and make the shot.

"Dammit!" I sighed heavily as the bullet barely made it to the target. "Need any help?" I jumped and turned to see Sam, I blushed gently. "No... I know what I am doing."

I turned back around and pointed the gun, holding my breath I pulled the trigger. But it didn't make it into the target. "That... that was meant to happen..." I said. I tensed when I felt Sam's hands go to mine, it's a good thing I'm wearing protective fabric right now.

"This is pretty simple, all you need is just good aim." He told me, "but don't worry, I wasn't very good at shooting when I was a kid, Dean was." But he helped me as best as he could, the first try with him the bullet went into a tree a few feet away from the target, but the next few tries the bullet actually made the shot.

I smiled a little, "see? All you needed was good aim." Sam smiled, "alright," I chuckled and grabbed a rifle. "But what about with one of these?" I held it up, before Sam could say anything I turned quickly and— with good aim— I hit the target three times.

Sam's mouth was open, I turned and smirked. "Try and top that." I handed him the rifle and stepped aside. He chuckled and moved forward. He was only able to hit the target twice, the third time a bird was in the way, I had to stifle a giggle by covering my mouth. "Not as easy as I make it look, hmm?" I teased. "Shut up." Sam laughed. I laughed as well. Damn, I haven't laughed this hard in... shit, I don't even remember the last time I actually did laugh.

Sam smiled at me, "what's with the smile?" I asked crossing my arms giving him a playful scorn look. "You." He said. My cheeks became red— I was glad it was dark— "me?" I scoffed.

He walked up to me, "yeah, you. Problem?" He teased. I punched his arm, "no." I laughed. But then I realized how close we were, "uh, Sam—" his eyes told me he knew but didn't even bother to care. "I know that anyone touches you, they'll end up in a hospital, but hey, at least I won't lose my memories." I thought to the dream I had where Sam asked who I was.

"Yeah, not like that." I chuckled, but inside me was worse, "Jinx isn't really your name is it?" Sam asked me. "How did you—" I was literally at a loss for words, shit. What is wrong me? "I just have a feeling that's not your real name. I know people call you Jinx back in Mission Creek but," he looked at me, I looked at his lips but forced my eyes to look at his. "I bet you have a prettier name, and I'd like to know it." He said. "Is it to put it in my contacts instead of 'Jinx'?" I asked. He nodded sheepishly.

I chuckled, "your right, it's not my real name. But it's just, not me I guess." I shrugged slightly. "Oh come on, my brother has the lame name but he gets all the girls." Sam joked, Dean hasn't gotten them all for sure. "Don't tell him I said that." I chuckled and shook my head. "I won't, but... if you really want to know my real name then," I took a deep breath. It has been awhile since I told anyone my actual name, "it's Seraphina."

Sam just looked at me, "are you sure that name isn't you?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes. "No, why?" I asked, "because that name means ardent and fiery, and you have the most enthusiastic personality out of anyone I have ever met." He teased me. "Wow, that is so sweet of you, why don't you marry me?" I laughed, "woah, easy now. How about we start with a date first?" Sam chuckled, "sure, where to?" I asked. "There's a pizza joint around here that we could go to." He offered.

"Sounds like fun." I smiled. "When should we go?" Sam looked at his watch, "well, how about we stop by and order pizzas for each other and for Dean and Cas then you and I can keep practicing out here while eating pizza." He suggested, "cool." I smiled.

"Alright, let me get my jacket then we can go." He walked back inside to grab his jacket. I waited for him patiently.

After we got pizzas and then came back with a couple boxes we gave two of the boxes to Dean and Cas then we took the other two to the practice room with us.

And now I am busy throwing knives at the targets, which is surprisingly more easier than a gun of a rifle. Already I put three holes into three targets. Sam wasn't so lucky. "Beginners luck." He scoffed. "Or, I am just better at throwing than you are." I teased.

He rolled his eyes and laughed, "har-har, your so funny." I smiled and bowed, "thank you, I try." We both laughed. Who knew it was so much fun being around Sam?

"Hey," I said grabbing a cheese pizza from the box, San hummed in reply since there was pepperoni pizza in his mouth. "Remember when you said that Dean would get all the girls?" I asked, taking a quick bite out of my pizza then swallowing it. "Mhm." He said.

"Well there's one girl who he hasn't gotten." I said, Sam swallowed his pizza then looked at me, "who?" He asked. "Me." I grinned, "well that's because I would beat him up if he tried hitting on you." Sam said. I laughed but when I looked at him I went quiet.

"I'm serious, Sera. I would beat anyone that tried to hit on you." My heart started racing, damn teenage hormones. "Because.. I think I like you." I smiled, and before I could even think my lips found their way onto Sam's.

There goes chapter four! But don't worry, the next one will be steamier, I promise!

Dean: oh god, she's going to kill my brother.

NO I WONT DEAN! THERE WILL BE A PLOT TWIST!