Author: MoiraShipper

Summary: AU. During the 17th century in Scotland Rowena Macleod, daughter of a blacksmith and who knows a lot about herbs meets Sam Winchester, son of a supernatural hunter and sparkles fly.

It's a mad mad world

Chapter 1

Hold Me down, I'm a balloon

And I'll fly away if you don't

Hold me down, I'm a balloon

And I wanna stay

Balloon-Sara Haze

Dumfries, Scotland. 1680

Samuel Winchester watched the green fields around them as they approached Dumfries, taking a deep breath of that pure air

The handsome and strong 18 years old boy had brown hair almost reaching his shoulder, hazel and gentle eyes and a beautiful smile and he1d left England along with his father John and older brother Dean in a hunting trip. His family for almost a century had lived as hunters of supernatural beings which lived among them and many of them hurt or killed people so their work was to hunt them.

Sam in the beginning hadn't enjoyed hunting but ended up following his father and brother's steps because he knew someone had to do that job and try to save lives and that made him happy and after his father had received a letter from an old family's friend, Bobby, saying that the number of monsters appearing in Scotland had grown so now there they were.

But Sam wasn't finding it bad to be there, it was calm and the air so pure, a little different from England so agitated with her commercial streets and the smoke and the boy smiled, thinking about what he would find there.

In the small town of Dumfries, whose population was small, they passed by a church, small boutiques and stores, a blacksmithing, a square and a street full of tents where was the fair and the merchants waved at them after seeing their bags full with guns and daggers knowing the three would hunt any monster that threatened them and some girls smiled timidly at the two boys, Sam only nodded being polite but Dean was casting them gallant smiles, making them sigh.

The family then reached the front of Bobby Singer's house, near the forest and the man's eyes lit up when he opened the door seeing the three people he thought as family. The man was a hunter too with gray hair and beard but he still was pretty agile and sharp always ready to any attack.

"John, it's been a long time!"

"It's good to see you again, brother."

"Boys!" Dean and Sam smiled, they hadn't seen him since they had been kids in London.

"Hello uncle Bobby." Sam said, squeezing his hand with a smile and Bobby laughed.

"Sam, you're so tall!" Bobby said in surprise because Sam now was taller than Dean, become very strong too with broad shoulders and Dean rolled his eyes but laughed, patting his brother's back before squeezing his uncle's hand too.

The four then entered the house, leaving their things on the floor while they got settled and Bobby told them about the city and the appearance of werewolves, witches and ghosts, about a tavern where they could have dinner and drink and Dean smiled, in need of some drink after the exhaustive travel.

The house was made of stones and was spacious, with three rooms, two bedrooms one for John and the other for the brothers and the living room as the bathroom was outside. The living room was comfortable with wooden furniture, the fireplace and the kitchen was there too, the table covered by papers about monsters and guns.

While John and Bobby talked about what they'd been doing in the past few years, Sam and Dean decided to go out and explore the city both grabbing their daggers and pistols and placing them on their pockets because since they'd been trained by their father, they always went out ready.

"Hey Sammy I think I'm going to visit that fair, wanna go?"" Dean asked but Sam smiled denying with his head slightly knowing his brother wanted to see those girls from early. Dean although being womanizer was a good guy, focused in the hunters and faithful to his family

"No, it's okay I think I'll take a walk in the forest a little. See you at the tavern later?"

"Sure."

And then Sam left the that merchant area and walked toward the forest, seeing the sun illuminating the trees giving him a feeling of calmness and although the day had a cold breeze, was pleasant, with the sun shinning strong. And then he thought he heard a woman's scream and he ran inside the forest searching from where it'd came and then he reached the meadow with a small river and some rocks.

Sam heard something coming from the branches above him and when he put his hand inside the bag he carried to grab his dagger, a pale and bald creature with long arms and a hole full with teeth jumped over Sam, pressing him to the ground. A Wendigo.

"Shit" Sam pressed a hand against the monster's face while they rolled on the ground and the Wendigo tried to attack him to feed itself.

Sam then managed to grab his dagger, staying on top of the monsters and pressed it against the ground to cut its head but the Wendigo bit hard on his hand which started ti bleed and Sam pressed his neck, finally cutting its head and the hunter then sat on the ground exhausted while he caught his breath.

He stared at his injured hand deciding ti go to the river to clean it but when he raised his head he saw over some rocks the most beautiful girl in the world and Sam felt his heart beast fast, staring at her.

The girl must be around his age wit long red hair which seemed to burn in the sun falling in soft curls, green and brilliant eyes and a pale face matching her pink and simple dress and he saw her lips part in surprise ad Sam, seeing those green and mysterious eyes and delicacy felt like she'd bewitched him.

Rowena Macleod had gone to the forest not only to be alone but also to run from her life for a little while, away from the accusative looks from some people who were afraid of her thinking she was a witch and other people who despised her because of her social status, being the blacksmith's daughter. But she was also there to collect some medicinal herbs and flowers to make flavored sachets.

Since she'd been a child she'd been interested about plants and herbs with secret powers and little by little she'd started to learn about their medicinal properties, for hygiene and it had been seen by many people as witchcraft that's why she was always alone, avoiding being in the town as much as she could so she wouldn't have to hear their mean words.

She hated it all because she'd never hurt anyone, she was a good girl but when she would hear the mean comments from some girls sometimes she wished she could really be a witch or, to leave that place and be free.

But when the 19 years old girl reached the river to collect some roots her eyes widened seeing a boy sat on the ground staring at his hand which seemed to be hurt.

When he raised his face and saw her, Rowena felt her heart beat faster than when she would see Frederick Klauss int he streets and it was as if sparkles had flown when he'd smiled a her. The boy was handsome, tall and strong with some strand of brown hair falling over his forehead and his smile gave her a feeling of calmness.

Rowena's eyes then fell beside him seeing a pale and headless creature, seeing then his dagger which should be his and she understood. A hunter. He'd killed the Wendigo she'd seen in the forest some times and she'd found it less than half an hour ago and shouted scared but the creature had fled then.

"Hey, is everything okay with you?" Sam asked as he approached to the redhead over the rocks of the river slowly, seeing her backing off a little as her eyes went to his dagger which her put inside his bag and he smiled to sooth her. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm Samuel Winchester. Sam."

God, she was even more beautiful closer and she smelled of lavander while staring at him with those green eyes, paralyzing him for a moment as if in a hypnoses and he reached for her hands to help her get off from the rocks, not wanting to scare her, but to make her trust on him.

Rowena then opened a small smile accepting his hand which covered her while hand, his skin calloused but warm and Rowena felt her heart beat faster at his touch which somehow made her feel safe and she said then:

"I'm Rowena Macleod."

Rowena's hand were delicate and pretty disappearing under Sam's hand which held held hers firm but gently to help her to the ground and his tumble caressed the back of her hand slightly feeling her hand squeeze his a little more.

When she left the rocks staying in front of the boy who was taller than her, so petite and both stared at each other for a moment with their lips parted in surprise with the proximity and Sam couldn't not smile at their height difference, she was so beautiful and short.

Rowena's eyes then fell over the bite on his other hand and she went to her basket on the ground saying:

"You should wash this Wendigo's bite. I have some herbs that may help with the healing process."

The girl then guided then to the riverside where they sat and Sam washed his hand while he watched Rowena grab a herb from inside her basket with a serene look on her face and Sam was curious:

"How did you know that creature was a Wendigo?"

"People from the town always talk about these creatures hanging around the forest and there was a time I heard about the Wendigos." She explained and Sam knew it must have been Bobby spreading information to avoid people entering in the forest alone and he frowned, staring at her worried:

"So you shouldn't come to the forest alone, it's dangerous."

"I'm a big girl. And then I like to come here." She told him with a smile at his concern and then she took the herb and put it in her mouth, chewing at it until it had turned into a marsh and she spat it over another leaf and then she stared at Sam, blushing.

"If you prefer I could leave the herbs for you to chew..."

Because although it was more effective in that way it wasn't everybody that liked the idea of someone chewing a plant and putting it on their skin.

"It's okay Rowena, you can but it on me." Sam told her with a smile while he extended his injured hand to her and she pressed the plant with the marsh against his injure and Sam felt a huge relief where the bite was and he stared at he, curious: "How do you know so much about plants?"

"As I always enjoyed coming to the forest since I was a child, I was curious about all these plants and herbs here so I stared learning about then little by little." She explained with a smile because it was a subject she enjoyed and Samuel was enchanted with her smile.

"Thanks for the help, Rowena."

"You're welcome Samuel."

Rowena shook her head slightly with a smirk when then Sam raised his hand slowly toward her face and she widened her eyes, her heart beating fast and then he gently touched the corner of her mouth, running his tumble to clean the herb from there and her flushed face softened at m, he was so strong and gentle making Frederick disappear from her mind for a moment and she closed her eyes.

Sam felt his body react to the feeling of her lips, its softness and pink shade so perfect and not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable he then dropped his hand and she opened her shinning eyes staring at him and he then asked:

"What's your favorite fruit?"

"Cherry. But why?" She frowned and Sam helped her to stand up, handing her the basket and he told her gently:

"We're going to the fair to buy some 's my way to thank you for the herbs." And they'd really worked, his hand looked a little better.

"You don't need to..."She murmured because she knew cherries were a little expensive but the boy shook his head and then he extended his arm toward her with a beautiful smile and said:

"But I want to."

The redhead then ended up smiling with her beautiful eyes staring at him and she accept his arm, linking it to hers feeling so safe beside him and Sam smiled with her proximity, their height difference only made her more perfect for him and he approached her more to him as they left the forest toward the towns fair.

During the walking they'd discovered how easy it was for them talk to each other and they talked about their childhood and what they liked to do. Sam told her about his life in London and how he liked to study, about his adventures with Dean and that since they'd been kids they'd been raised as hunters and that sometimes he missed the calmness and Rowena talked about how she liked the feeling of being in the forest and be free and about some legends from the town and her dream of leaving that place."

"But why do you wanna leave?" The boy asked when they reached the tents and stopped in front of one where they sell fruits but seeing her expression Sam felt his heart ache.

The redhead gave him a sad smile while she held some cherries she'd chosen, lowering her face and her curls covered part of it.

Behind them two old women were gossiping and Sam could hear what they were saying and it make him clench his hands, angry.

"The Macleod's daughter had just returned from the forest... Who knows what kind of witchcraft she was doing..."

"I bet she's already bewitched the boy with these eyes of her."

"That's why, Samuel..." Rowena said softly, still staring at the fruits and she admitted: "Sometimes I wish I could just float from here..."

"They have no idea how gentle and smart you are." Sam told her with sincerity and then he brushed away her curls from her face, placing it behind her ear and his tumble blushed there as in some kind of comfort making Rowena stare at him in surprise her lips parted while she melted under his touch and Sam opened a beautiful smile feeling she had conquered him and he said while he kept caressing her ear:

"You don't have to feel like that anymore, if you need someone to talk to or to just be by your side, I'm here so you won't need to float."

Rowena smiled at his beautiful words and Sam handed her a small bag for the cherries and the redhead then touched his chin with her fingertips and placed a kiss on his cheek to thank him, feeling his stubble staring to grow and she thought about the way he was making her heart beat fast with his words and touch.

Sam was surprise at the feeling of her lips brushing on his skin softly, involving him in her scent and then she looked at him one last time and started to walk away toward her house and Sam watched her go and the hunter knew they paths would cross again.

tbc