We walk into a gorgeous, first century home that's furnished to match. She walks over to a wet bar and pours two glasses.

"Have something strong dear. Scotch" she says passing me the glass.

I force my mouth to close and accept the drink, I down it in one big gulp. She looks at me with open eyes and a smirk, then hands me her glass. I do the same with her drink "I'm so confused" I tell her sitting down on a chair.

"I'm here to help.. What do yer want to know?" She asks

"My parents.. They couldn't have really been witches. They were teachers!" I reiterate again.

"They were.. Your mother and I were in the same coven class. We were rather close for sometime. She met your father, and they left together to start a family.. They left to have yew" she gestures her hand towards me

"Why did they kill them?" I ask another question, trying to sort through the ones I want answered first

"It's a rather long story.." She sighs "your mother didn't always follow the rules of the coven. Her and I both had our own set of rules. It won't go to surprise you that I am not in the coven any longer.." Her accent thick as she speaks. She pauses. I wait on the edge of the seat for her to continue "anyway, your father was the opposite, he was a good man, he changed Jillian. She was becoming a model witch, whom was now on the road to becoming the next supreme! Many of the witches were not pleased and did everything they could to make your mothers life miserable. So they wanted to kill yew." Rowena smiles and pauses again. Only after moments of waiting she doesn't continue

"What are you talking about, supreme?" I ask not following

"Your mother was destined to be the leader of the coven, there is no doubt that her child, the child of two true born witches would also be a leader!" she explains going over to pour more drinks.

I wait for her to return, take a sip and speak again "why not kill me too?"

"The coven would not allow it. You were an innocent child then, that would not be acceptable, even for witches" she sighs out

"So they killed my parents instead?" More questions float around

"They killed them to stop them from training you" she explains "and it worked, yew don't even know who yer are!" She sips her drink tapping a foot at me.

"Why didn't the coven do something about it? They just let the witches get away with it?" I ask angry

"Well, turns out, majority of the council were in on the plan!" She chuckles "so devious.. They must've taken a page out of my book. Any who" she continues "when the witches were brought to court, they were found not guilty of the crime, by the council of course"

"So there are still people out there who killed my parents?" I ask through gritted teeth

"Afraid so deary" she nods slightly.

I take a deep breath in and exhale slowly "why are you telling me this? Why now?" I ask her

"I've been out of the coven for many centuries now, they just recently figured out I'm alive and are after me.. Now, it's true what happened to yee parents is sad, but I have my own reasons to want the council gone" she admits to me.

I look to her astounded she is telling me this willingly. "Is there anything else I should know?" I ask her trying to remember everything she mentioned, my head racing.

"Well, there is the small factor of yew being a witch" she says lowly in a high pitched tone

"I'm not a witch" I fight back "I'm human, a hunter. That's all" I tell her

She sighs and walks over to my chair, sitting on the ottoman "dear, have you ever felt something inside of yew? Something powerful?" Her eyes wide

"No. Never" I tell her honestly

"Oh my. This is going to take more effort than I thought.. We should get to work" she stands up and takes my by the hand.

For such a small woman she is strong! She drags me through the house to a back room with weapons, books, and cabinets full of witch craft items in it. "There's nothing to work.. I'm not a witch" I repeat myself

"You'll see darling, you'll see" she lets go of my hand and walks over to a book shelf. She runs her finger down the dusty shelf until she finds the book she was looking for. "Here we are!" She cheers out. She takes the book out and blows the dust off the cover while she turns back to me.

I cough as dust blows into my face "what is it?" I ask

"Here, take this book. Go through it, learn some spells and tomorrow we shall practice! You'll see what yew can do!" She smiles waiting for me to take the book

"This is crazy" I say not taking it from her

"I have yet to lie to yew, why would I lie now. Just give it a shot." She encourages me. I stand still as stone, still unsure of what she is saying. She must notice my hesitation and adds on "for your parents"

I cock my head to the side when she says that and sigh out "fine!" I take the book from her hand and hold it to my chest.

"Now, I'll show yew where yew can stay tonight. Yew should really get cleaned up too.. You're a mess!" She insults me while walking towards a grand staircase

"No thanks to you kidnapping me" I mutter under my breath following her up he stairs.

Im left alone in a giant sized bedroom. I count the steps to the bed and reach it at 20. I set the book down and read the cover. It reads "the witches parallel" in Latin. I look over to the side table and see a phone. I walk over and dial my number to check my messages. 2 messages

First message is from Dean:

"Jackie, what happened to yah? The vamp didn't strike again, looks like he might've moved on. We're gonna stay a few more days to make sure. Give us a call" and it clicks off.

Second message is from Dean:

"It's been a few days since we heard from you. Give us a call let us know your okay" and it clicks off.

I pick the phone back up and start to dial deans number. I hang up before it could ring. If Sam really cared, he could've called and left a message of his own. Tomorrow I'll get a new cell and text Dean to tell him I'm alright. I turn back to the book and open to the first page, my eyes adjusting to the Latin. This is going to take longer then I thought.