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White Magic

Chapter 11: Fights & Memories

Sam and Dean were led into the Castle's Gardens. The gardens were beautiful. Even macho Dean couldn't deny it. Flowers of all kinds filled the garden. A small glowing fence separated a nursery from the rest of the garden. They could see small white trees with stars in the branches. Just like the tree from the forest.

Once they past that nursery they came to a pool. When they looked inside they saw rows of strange underwater plants… Plants that really shouldn't have existed. One looked like a pile of mush, another looked like a maple tree. "This place is just full of surprises," muttered Dean under his breath.

Soft laughter came from the other side of the pool. "That's the point," They looked up to see Jez standing under an ordinary looking tree. She was dressed in a silver robe. She looked like a goddess. Sam and Dean walked over to her. They stopped in front of her in the shade of the tree. "What's special about this tree?"

Sam and Dean both looked up. Dean spotted it at once. "The fruit,"

"What about the fruit?"

"They're like nothing I've ever seen before. Like apples only pure red and heart shaped," said Dean.

"Yes, the fruit is very special. But there is something else," She looked pointedly at Sam. Sam looked back up at the fruit. He looked the tree over top to bottom till he spotted it.

He pointed, "The tree sap,"

"Correct," Jez then reached up and picked a fruit. Then she ran her finger through a sappy part of the tree trunk. She held both hands up to them, "Which one is more deadly?"

"The sap," said Dean automatically.

"Why?"

"Umm…" Dean looked unsure of what to say. "Well, um, usually the deadly things are the last things you expect,"

She nodded, "That is usually true. But you missed something…" She looked at Sam again.

Sam thought for a moment. He was very confused. He thought the same thing as Dean. Over the years they had learned that the deadly thing was the last thing you expected. But maybe… "You didn't say who it was deadly to,"

"Correct,"

"What?" Said Dean getting mad. Why was this bitch favoring Sam?

"The tree's sap is very poisonous to most creatures. If you don't have fur just rubbing against it can kill you," In two quick steps she moved forward and laid the hand with sap on it on Sam's face.

"WHAT THE HELL?" yelled Dean. He jumped forward and pulled Jez off his baby brother. "SAMMY!"

"I'm ok Dean," said Sam. He opened his eyes.

"Holy shit!" said Dean. Sam's left eye, the eye Jez had touched, was now a dark blue. One brown eye, one blue eye. Dean wiped around to face Jez, "What did you do to him?"

"Nothing. It was the sap,"

"I know it was the sap but what did it do?"

"Improved his vision," Dean was speechless, "The sap is deadly to everything except humans, elves, phoenixes, mages, and ancients. The sap heals these creatures of any flaws… well… except for the ancients. They have no flaws,"

"But I have 20/20 vision," said Sam from the ground. (Dean has accidentally knocked him to the ground when he pulled Jez off him.)

"Yes, but now you'll be able to see more. You may receive night vision or you may be able to see creatures invisible to the human eye. You won't be able to tell if you have the latter here. Everyone can see everything here,"

"So that means the apple is the deadly one," said Sam.

"Yes, this apple, or I should say this apple's ancestor, will kill every human at some point in time," She laid her hand on the tree's trunk.

"How is that possible?" asked Dean confused.

"Adam and Eve," whispered Sam. Jez nodded.

"Hold up," said Dean, "Are you trying to tell me that this tree--"

"Yes, Dean, I am,"

"But that's impossible!"

"Impossible like demons right?" said Jez.

"She does have a point here Dean," said Sam.

"How can you take all of this in so calmly!" Yelled Dean wiping around t face his brother, "This little bitch comes into our lives and flips everything upside down, and you don't care!"

"Well, maybe I'm glad to see some good magic for a change!" yelled Sam now getting angry.

"Dad would be so pissed at us for staying here! These creatures are our mortal enemies!" yelled Dean.

"I'm sorry you think that way Dean," said Jez calmly from the tree.

"You stay out of this bitch!" Yelled Dean. Jez put her hands up in surrender. "Sam if you want to find Dad this isn't the answer! We aren't going to find him here!"

"I know! But maybe this isn't about Dad. Maybe I hope they can help me control my powers. Maybe I hope that there is an answer to our problems in that huge library. Ever think of that?" Yelled Sam.

Dean was getting more angry at his little brother every second, "Oh, so that's what this is about! I should have known it was about you! It's always about you! Always! You never think of me or Dad!"

"You're wrong Dean! I think of you all the time. If I can't control this…"

"Then you'll deal with it. You don't need help from these things," A snort of offense came from the tree, "I told you to shut up!"

She raised her hands in surrender again, "Just don't let anything else hear that. That may hurt you. They don't appreciate being called things,"

Dean ignored her, "Sammy, you don't need help from these people. We can help you. We look out for each other. That's what families do,"

"But can you keep me safe from myself?" asked Sam quietly.

Dean stared at Sam. "What--"

"Dean, I don't want to hurt you or Dad. If I get mad enough I could throw you through a wall. Just think Dean. If I can learn to control this we'd have the upper hand. It won't just come and go. I could use it to our advantage. The demon knows I don't know how to control this. But if I learn how we could catch him by surprise," explained Sam.

"We don't have the Colt anymore Sam. Your powers aren't gonna change that. We need to find another way to beat this thing,"

"Maybe they could help us!"

"Sam get it through your thick head! We don't need their help! We can take care of ourselves. We always have!" Dean was now struggling to control the urge to strangle his little brother.

"Dean, when have we dealt with this? This is something we need help with,"

Dean turned his back to his brother. He couldn't take this. Why was Sam being like this? Why did he want help from creatures that would have no problem killing them? "Sam we don't need them," Sam just stared at his brother's back. Then he turned his gaze to Jez. She was still leaning against the tree. He turned back to Dean. Dean had seen him looking at Jez. "Now I understand,"

"DEAN!" Dean was walking away. Sam started to go after him.

"No, Sam. Let him go," said Jez. She walked toward him.

"But--"

"Sam, he needs to wrap his head around this. You wanting our help don't help anything. He doesn't want to make a deal with the devil,"

"You're no the devil,"

"He thinks so. I don't blame him. In a matter of hours I've got you on my side. He needs to calm down,"

"You're right," Sam watched is silence as his brother walked away.

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Dean didn't know what to do. This place, these things didn't make sense to him. Magic was bad. Anything not human was bad. Then they came here and everything changed. And Sammy wanted to stay here with that evil little bitch.

There was something odd about her. He just couldn't put his finger on it. But he was sure that she wasn't human. No way could she be human. No human could have all of these creatures under their thumb. She must be using magic. She must be controlling these creatures.

This created another problem. If she is controlling them then escaping would be nearly impossible. Even the animals are on her side. They could not leave.

But he had to get Sammy out of here.

Ever since they lost the Colt Sam had been acting differently. Their Dad had gone off in search for something else like the Colt. He had said that they could cover more ground if they split up. They hadn't seen or heard from him in months.

Now they were stuck. If only they had kept the Colt and killed the demon…

About an hour after the crash Dean comes back to consciousness. Someone is standing outside the car watching him. Two yellow eyes looked back at him. The creature laughed and held the Colt up for him to see.

"Only one bullet left. Wouldn't have done much good anyway," They he turned and walked away.

"No!" Dean yelled as loud as he could. He struggled out of the car. He felt for Sam and Dad's pulse. They were both still alive. He had to get help. He staggered out onto the road. He fell to his knees. As he was about to black out again a car's headlights came into view. The car stopped and someone hurried over to him, "Save them,"

Then he blacked out.

"Don't worry Dean. They'll be fine," Said Jez as she pulled out her call phone.

"911, what's your emergency?" said a cool female voice.

"I'm on I 19. There's been an accident. A semi hit a car. The Driver of the semi is dead but the 3 men in the car are amazingly still alive,"

"Where are you on I 19 miss?"

"Just past the Philadelphia exit,"

"The ambulance is on its way,"

"Thank you," then she hung up. She looked down at Dean. She dragged him to the side of the road. Then she pulled Sam and John out of the car and next to Dean. She got in her car and parked it in the middle of the road. "They won't miss that,"

Then a medium sized dragon landed on the street. She climbed onto its back and flew away.

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