I sit in the room, tapping my foot against the concrete floor for hours. I've researched the entire time for that spell I read when I was at Rowena's to reverse the curse. There is nothing remotely close to it and I'm stuck. I have to ask Sam for help on this one.

I make my way down the hall and knock on his door. He doesn't answer, so I open it slowly and peer inside. He's not there. I shut the door and puff out, where is he?

"Looking for someone?" Dean's voice calls to me from down the hall. I jump a little. "Someone's jumpy" He jokes walking closer to me, eating a turkey leg.

"You're not gonna use a plate for that?" I ask with a disgusted look.

He shrugs with a smirk "bone goes straight into the trash, no need for one" He takes a big bite mocking me, chewing with his mouth open.

"I think you were the one raised by wolves. Do you know where Sam is?" I change the subject, hoping his food spit doesn't get on me.

"Not for a while, hey what happened to your head?" He asks looking around to the bandage.

Of course I didn't think of an excuse to tell Dean, my eyes widen as he waits for me to respond, his face contorting the longer I wait to respond. I lie quickly "Oh, I fell of the bed" I shrug trying to play it off as an accident.

His eyebrows raise up not believing me "you just fell off the bed?" He asks

"Well not exactly.." I add on "I was arguing with Sam, I went to get up to get in his face and I fell into the desk" I partially tell the truth. Sam and I are always fighting, so hopefully he buys it.

His eyebrows stay raised for a few seconds longer and my stomach sits in knots. He slowly takes another bite of his food before they go back to normal "you two are ridiculous" he rolls his eyes. "So what do you need?" He asks, still chewing with his mouth open.

"Oh it was nothing" I move my hand in the air to match my nonchalant tone.

"Jacks, come on.. what's going on?" He asks.

I sigh. I can't tell him the truth, but I can still use him for help "well, it's about Rowena" I explain. His mouth twitches up a little bit at the mention of her name. He waits for me to continue. "When she had me there, she was using this spell book.. It's dangerous Dean.. We can't let her keep it." I feel a little guilty lying to him. Although she does have some powerful books with her, the one I need is just for beginners. And anything she has at this point, she has memorized.

"What is this book?" He asks

"I don't know, she was rambling on about how powerful this book will be when she gets a hold of some other m witch." I make up a lie and say it before thinking about it. I shut my mouth quickly, hoping he doesn't catch on to what I said.

"Wait, what? Another witch?" His head cocks to the side. Shit. I need to keep my mouth shut. I nod my head with a tight flat line lip. "Why are you just telling this to us now?" His voice raises in anger.

I shrink back just a tad "Sorry, it didn't seem relevant. We've both killed a few in our time."I lie. I can't exactly tell him that I'm the other witch. He rolls his eyes and pushes past me. "Where are you going?" I call after him.

"Someone's gotta tell Sam" He shouts back without looking to me. I follow behind him as he retreats into his bedroom. I lean against the wall as he takes out his cell phone and calls his brother.

"Where are you?" Dean demands into the phone when Sam picks up. I can't hear what Sam says in return. "Well, Jackie just gave me some friggen news, get back here." He tells him. Sam must have asked what what I told him because the next thing Dean says is "Witches, Sam" and he hangs up the phone. I try to slink out of the room to grab my cell phone to tell Sam I didn't tell him about me, but Dean stops me. "Stay here, he will be back in 5" He grunts.

"I'll be right back" I protest.

"No, just stay. We need to take care of this, now" His eyes wide. I nod and sit on the corner of his bed, hoping Sam can keep his mouth shut long enough to figure out Dean doesn't know about me.

Sam walks into the room and starts speaking right away "Dean, listen I can explain why we didn't tell you.."

"You knew?" Dean's voice gets loud. I stand up to speak but Sam gets louder.

"Well can you blame me? Look at you! You're crazed!"

Dean spits back "I wasn't until you just told me you knew! Rowena is on the hunt for a witch and you decide to keep that to yourself!"

Sam's eyes adjust for a second and his eyes finally turn to me. I shake my head letting him know Dean doesn't know about me. "Oh, right" Sam tries to pick up what's going on. "Well, I just thought I could find some information first.. Give you a break" He lies, his voice lower.

Dean pffts and does a half turn "a break? Come on Sam, this is serious! Who knows what she has planned once she finds that witch! Rowena's powerful enough, I don't want to know why she needs the help from some other witch!"

"Calm down alright!" I finally yell out, trying to defuse the situation. They both look at me with incredulous looks. "You both know now, can we get that book?" I say being the conversation full circle.

"Book?" Sam asks. I roll my eyes at his stupidity. He can't just play along. Dean looks at him confused, not sure why, if he knew about the other witch, he wouldn't know about the book. Sam quickly catches on and tries to recover "oh right, ya the book." Sam says. I let my head drop in disbelief at how bad his recovery was but Dean buys it and eventually speaks up.

"Well, I guess we have to either figure out who this witch is and get to her first, or get the book from her." Dean says.

"Get the book!" Sam and I say desperately together. We look at each other then back at Dean, trying to seem nonchalant. His eyebrows raise for a moment but adjust to normal quickly.

"Well.." He starts off slowly "I think it would be easier to find the witch" He chooses opposite.

I feel Sam's eyes flicker to me and I step up "I don't think so. When I overheard her, she had no clue who this witch was or any kind of clue.. If someone as powerful as Rowena can't find her, where would we even start?"

"Are you serious?" Dean asks insulted. Dean is about to get into the details about who they are when Sam now pipes in.

"Dude, I hate to admit it, but she kind of has a point." I give him a nasty glare and snarl.

"Mmmm. Alright, fine." Dean reluctantly agrees. He pushes past us and walks out of the room "we need a plan."

Sam and I follow behind him back upstairs "you hate to admit it?" I give Sam an evil look.

He shrugs "I had to sell it, he bought it, right?" He says back. I roll my eyes and nod. We continue to follow Dean. When we get upstairs, Dean pulls out a map and we begin to devise a plan.