Lexi and Evan are walking up the front walk to a small house with blue siding when the front door suddenly jerks open and a young woman looks at them angrily, "Hurry up and get inside."
The dark-haired girl can't help but notice the blonde mohawk the other woman is sporting, along with a lip ring and dark eye liner, which just adds to her 'don't mess with me' vibe. She has on black cotton shorts, which only accentuate her long tan legs. Lexi wants to compliment her Guns n Roses tee-shirt, but she thinks it's probably best to keep her mouth shut for now.
"Sorry V," Evan says as they make their way inside the house, "I wasn't sure where else we should go. Alexandra, this is V."
"Lexi is fine," the dark-haired girl corrects him with a smile to the woman, noticing the dark purple stud on the side of her nose.
The woman nods but doesn't seem overly friendly as she points to the couch in the room, "I put some pillows and blankets over there, bathroom is down that hallway."
"Thanks," Evan responds, "I need one more thing though."
"You know it doesn't always work like that," V looks at him with slight frustration.
"Will you try," the blue-eyed man responds, "please."
Lexi is sitting in the middle of the tiny living room, V sits directly in front of her, both women sit with their legs crossed under them and three white candles are lit and sitting in the floor between them. Evan sits on the edge of the coffee table overlooking them.
"Psychic huh?" Lexi says quietly to the other woman.
"I prefer the term clairvoyant," V replies, "the future is my niche. Sometimes I see things without having to be near someone, especially people I know."
"One night," Evan says, "I'm at bar and V calls me, tells me the redhead I'm talking to is married, and to leave, because she just saw a glimpse of my future and it involved her husband walking in on us the next morning and killing me."
"True test of friendship there, because she was hot," V smirks to Lexi then continues, "Now, for this to work, I need you to open your mind to me Lexi, no walls, understand?"
The dark-haired girl takes a deep breath, not liking the idea of letting a stranger in her mind, but she glances over at Evan, "Understood."
V takes both of Lexi's hands in hers and both women close their eyes. V's face looks as if she in distress as her eye lids flutter and after a few moments she jerks her hands away from Lexi, looking at the dark-haired girl in anguish, "Oh no."
"What did you see?" Evan questions his friend.
"Her death," V responds quietly, then looks over to her friend in horror, "Evan you kill her."
The shock is apparent on Evan's face at her statement and Lexi sits there in silence staring blankly into the flames of the candles in front of her.
"No," Evan responds quickly, "that can't be right."
"When have I ever been wrong?" V sounds offended, "Someone named Laura wants her with her powers unbound, but you said Laura can't have that type of control and there is no other way."
Evan looks confused and he looks over to see Lexi looking up at him. He can see the fear she's trying to keep hidden, a lot has changed in eighteen years, but that look hasn't. Evan shakes his head, "No, we'll figure something out."
"There may not be another choice," Lexi says stoically.
Later that night, Evan rolls over onto his back on the floor, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, sleep evades him with his mind racing over the evening's earlier events. He feels a pair of eyes on him and glances over to the couch beside him and sees Lexi is curled up on her side staring at him.
"Can't sleep?" he states the obvious.
"Tell me about your mom," she says quietly.
He rubs an exhausted hand across his face, "I don't remember much, mostly stories my grandmother would tell me. She loved Elton John, which drove my grandmother crazy at the time but growing up she would play my mom's old Elton vinyl's whenever she would start missing her, which was often. She would tell me that my mom always saw the good in people, even when others didn't."
"Did your grandmother ever talk about what happened to her?" Lexi asks the question hesitantly.
"Not really," he responds, "all she ever told me was that she had given my mother a resurrection charm before she left for London that day and how angry she was that she hadn't used it."
The words resurrection charm rings a bell in Lexi's mind and Rowena's name comes to her and a sudden realization hits her, "That's it."
She sits up quickly and Evan looks at her in surprise, slowing pushing himself up from the floor as Lexi continues, "Laura wants to unbind my powers. What if we beat her to it?"
"How?" he questions her.
"I don't know," Lexi replies, "but I know someone who might."
"Lexi dear," Rowena sounds a bit groggy in the phone, "this better be important."
"It is," the girl replies into the phone in her hand, she has it on speaker and is holding it between her and Evan, who has moved to sit on the edge of the coffee table across from Lexi, "Hypothetically speaking, if a witch's powers were bound, how does one go about unbinding them?"
There's a momentary pause on the other end of the line, "What's this about dear?"
Lexi can hear the trepidation in her friend's voice, "I promise to explain everything, but it's very important Rowena, you know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't."
The woman sighs audibly, "The only way to unbind their powers is through a specific ritual."
"Do you know it?" Lexi questions trying not to sound eager.
Another momentary pause, "Do you have a pen?"
Evan scrambles on the table for something to write with and finds a pencil with a notepad as Lexi speaks, "Yes, go ahead."
Rowena gives Lexi the necessary information and Evan writes everything down as the woman speaks through the phone. Once she finishes speaking, Rowena's tone of voice changes, "Lexi dear, have you talked with Samuel?"
The dark-haired girl looks up at Evan and pushes the button to take Rowena off of speaker and puts the phone up to her ear, "No, I spoke to Dean earlier tonight. What's going on?"
"Michael's gone," Rowena says calmly, "Dean suffered some major head trauma and he escaped. He…he convinced me to let him inside and I did, but he still killed some of the hunters in the bunker."
"Who?" Lexi questions solemnly and Rowena's voice seems distant as she sadly names them off to Lexi.
"Jack was able to defeat him though," the woman continues, "Michael is gone for good this time."
"How are they?" she asks wondering why Dean hadn't said anything before.
"I can't quite get a read-on Dean," Rowena says, "but I know Samuel's taking it hard."
"I should be there," she says more to herself than anyone else.
"Why aren't you?" Rowena's tone isn't hurtful, she sounds genuinely concerned.
"It's complicated," Lexi responds, "I promise, I will explain everything later."
After she ends the call with Rowena, she holds the phone in her hand for a moment debating on whether to call Sam or not. I need to finish this situation with Laura first. If Michael is gone, she has no reason to be after Dean at this point. She'll only want me and if I have my witchy powers unleashed, I'll have the advantage.
"Everything okay?" Evan's question breaks her train of thought.
"Yea," she replies, nodding at the notepad, "You think you can do this?"
"This will be easy," he taps the notepad on his knee, "are you sure you want to do this?"
"What?" she questions.
"There's no going back," Evan responds, "once we do this, everything changes."
"I get it," she holds her hands up, wiggling her fingers, "powers."
"With great power comes great responsibility," the man says his tone serious.
"Spider-man," Lexi furrows her eyebrows, "really?"
"It's all I could think of," he shrugs his shoulders, as Lexi stands up from the couch, "are you sure you don't want to call your friends, talk this over with them."
Lexi starts to walk toward the hallway but stops at his statement and turns slightly to look at him, "I'm not looking for forgiveness, and I'm way past asking for permission."
She turns to continue towards the bathroom as Evan raises a curious eyebrow, "Was that Captain A…"
"Damn straight," Lexi calls over her shoulder without turning around.
"Language," Evan smirks as she disappears into the bathroom.