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White Magic

Chapter 12: The Beginning

Sammy stood in his room looking out of his window. The Forest was beautiful tonight. The moon was casting a silvery glow over the land. But Sam didn't notice this. He was too busy worrying about his brother. Why had he freaked out like that? Why did he want to get out of here so badly?

After Dean had left Jez took him up to the library. Jez sat him down in one of the large armchairs and started to teach him how to use his powers. By the time the sunset Sam could now access his telekinesis whenever he needed it. They would have gotten farther but Sam was still worrying about Dean.

Now Sam was in his room looking out over the Forest wondering what to do. He still hadn't gotten anywhere when he heard the door to his room open. He turned around.

"Still mad at me?" Sam asked his brother before turning back to the window.

"I, umm…" Dean didn't know what to say. What if she put him under a spell?

Sam looked back at his brother, "Dean you ok?"

"Yeah, umm… Sam we need to get out of here,"

"Why?" asked Sam confused. Aside from their fight everything was fine here.

"Something just isn't right Sam. That girl is definitely not human,"

"I know,"

Dean was shocked by this answer, "Then why do you trust her over me?"

"Is that what this is about? You think I trust her over you? Dean that's ridiculous!"

"Sam, don't you see? What happened in the garden, that was a test. What ever the test was you passed,"

"Why is this a bad thing?"

Dean was shocked. Couldn't he see? "She's not human Sam! Something that looks human but isn't is usually bad news!"

"Since when?"

"Since always! Have you forgotten that we are hunters? We hunt and kill things like her!"

"No, Dean, You're the one confused. We hunt evil. Not everything that has magic,"

"Same difference! Everything with magic is evil!"

Silence. Then Sam spoke quietly, "Then I guess I'm evil aren't I?"

"Sam, no, that's not what I meant,"

"Well, that's what it sounded like!" Suddenly a chair near Dean exploded. "Just get out Dean!"

Dean ran for the door. Sam leaned against the window frame, "Before I hurt you,"

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Dean was back in his room. Something had happened to Sam. Why had he done that? His baby brother Sammy had nearly killed him. Why? What was going on? Dean paced back and forth. He didn't know what to do. After a while he decided there was no other option.

He went into his bag and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed. The phone rang 3 times. He was sure his father was going to ignore him when he picked up, "John Winchester,"

"Dad it's me, Dean,"

"Dean? Is everything alright?"

"I don't know…"

"Dean tell me everything,"

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Sam sat in his room with his head in his hands. "I can't believe I just did that,"

"Well, you did it. You must believe it," he looked up. Jez stood just inside his doorway, "I mean, if you did something it is obviously believeable. Did you see yourself do it?"

"Yes,"

She walked over to him and sat down next to him, "Then why don't you believe it?"

"Because it just happened. I didn't mean to…"

"Oh, I see, but there must be a reason for it. Don't worry,"

"Don't worry? What the hell are you talking about? I just attacked my brother!"

"Oh, I see. Were you mad at him?"

"Yes,"

"There's your answer,"

"What?"

"Fate decided that I should teach you how to access your powers so you could almost attack your brother. Genius. Why didn't you tell me you were so smart?"

"What are you going on about?"

"Fate," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What does Fate have to do with this?"

"Everything! What do they teach in schools these days?" Jez got up and continued to explain things to a very confused Sam, "Fate led you here to my house. Fate wanted me to teach you how to access your powers by using anger so you would attack your brother,"

"But what would that do?"

"I have no idea. You need to ask her," Jez walked over to the bookshelf and looked over the books.

"You act like this is normal…"

"But it is. You humans just pretend everything is a coincidence. Well, newsflash! There's no such thing as a coincidence. No such thing! Everything and anything happens for a reason! What the reason is you may not understand but there is one. Always,"

"So you're saying that there is a reason for me attacking my brother?"

"Yes,"

"What kind of reason could possibly--"

"Who knows? Maybe you'll find the Colt. Maybe you'll find something better. Maybe your brother and your Dad need to teem up to hunt nasties while you stay ere to train. Maybe you need to stay here so the demon doesn't get you. Maybe I need to teach you something…"

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Dean walked quietly through the Castle's hallways. He hadn't come across anything yet and he hoped it would stay that way. Finally, after about a hour he found it. His car. His beautiful car. The keys were in the ignition. He got in and turned on the motor. It hummed to life as it always did. He pulled out of the Castle and onto a dirt road. After about and hour of uneventful driving he passed over a bridge and onto pavement. He was home free.

He pulled out his phone and called his father, "I'm out. But Sammy's still back there,"

"Don't worry Dean. I'm on my way. Find a hotel and call me when you get a room. I'll meet you there,"

"Have any answers yet?"

"Not many. But I should have more by the time I get there,"