Jack, Bobby, and Mary didn't leave my side until I had calmed down more. Jack noticed how I kept glancing at the blades, and moved them out of the room quietly. I didn't talk much at all, I just… I couldn't get Kevin's voices out of my head. They were still so loud, ringing louder than anything else.

I finally spoke when I could get past them.

"I'm fine." I promised them all. They were stunned for a moment. Those were the first words I'd said for at least an hour.

"You woke up screaming." Jack argued bluntly.

"Just a," I paused, thinking. I couldn't find a word that felt correct, even with options coming to mind. Nightmare was too tame. Nothing was too dismissive. "I... I can't explain it." I finally said. Those words felt like a lie, though.

"Kylie…" Mary's voice was soft and concerned. "You… You saved yourself back there. You used magic to stop Kevin's suicide spell from killing you." I flinched a little at her words. When I glanced over at Bobby, his face held no surprise.

They'd told him. Of course, they'd told him. If I was them I would've done the same.

"Yeah." I muttered. "I know."

"Do you know how you did it?" She asked.

"No." I shook my head, looking down a little. "I just didn't want to die. I… I should've just died."

"What are you talking about?" Bobby asked. I looked over at him and I couldn't help it. I just started crying again.

"I'm sorry, Bobby." I promised. "I'm so, so sorry."

"It's OK, kiddo." He assured. "Just talk it out, OK?"

"I lied to Kevin." I admitted. "I told him I was his wife. I told him I loved him. I told him everything he wanted to hear and it was all a lie. I made him do it. I lied to him and I couldn't stop him. I should've stopped him!" I slammed my fist into the bedframe, and for a moment remembered another memory. I was screaming. Agony. Painful, both physical and emotional. Someone had died. They shouldn't have died.

I screamed and created fissures in the ground beneath me.

But when I looked at the bedframe, there was nothing. My hand hurt a little. That was about it.

I knew that Mary and Jack had been expecting something else too. I looked at them all in despair. "Why didn't I die?" I asked, pained. "Why can't I do anything to save people?! Why couldn't I save the others?"

"That wasn't your job, Kylie." Jack said. "You didn't make that promise to them."

"They relied on me too! Kevin…" I couldn't tell which one I was seeing in my mind- the burnt eyes or the burnt chest.

Maybe both, merged together.

I started hearing his voice in my head again, screaming and crying out my failures.

"It's alright, Kylie." Bobby assured me. "It's alright. I promise. Let's just talk it out slowly, alright?" I took a few deep breaths, nodding. Bobby's voice was helping keep the Kevins quiet.

"OK."

"You gotta calm down for that, though." He reminded me. I didn't look at him. I couldn't do it. He wanted me to be calm? I'll explain everything, sure. I'll tell him exactly everything so he can see the kind of coward that's posing as his family.

But how could I be calm when I looked him in the eyes and told him I couldn't do anything to save anyone? How could I look at him calmly when I couldn't use magic to save anyone but myself, and even then I still had no clue how to use the powers themselves. How in the hell was I supposed to look at him and tell him, in the calmest way, that he should've left me out in the wastes where he found me – left me for whatever came across to destroy.

How in the hell was I supposed to walk through any of this calmly?

Jack put a hand on my arm, startling me. I felt myself jerk to face him, and for a moment instead of seeing him I saw Kevin again. I blinked, scared, and saw Jack's face. He was concerned. He was smiling. He offered my arm a light squeeze.

"It's OK." He promised. "Kylie, it's alright."

"No, it's not." I muttered. "I can't remember anything, I can't control any sort of magic that I'm supposed to have, and I can't keep the people I care about safe."

"You're doing the best you can." He promised.

"It's not enough." I watched him glance up at Mary and Bobby when I said that. "I… I'm not enough. I just keep killing people." I couldn't save Kevin. I couldn't save Jo or her family. I couldn't save everyone back in that compound.

All I could do was save myself.

"You are enough." Jack promised. "Do you know what you did back there?"

"I watched Kevin die." I said. Twice.

"You used magic." Jack reminded me. "Powerful magic." I glanced down at my arms, and saw that they were completely smooth. It was as though all the hair had been burned off.

"I…" I thought for a moment. "I should've died, like everyone else. But I didn't. I didn't want to die there. I didn't want to die like that. I…"

"Think of me as… The you that wants to live. The you that can live, and that can make sure we both make it out of this." She was wearing a white dress and looked younger than me.

"I didn't want to die." I admitted.

I didn't want to die.

I hadn't wanted to die in that memory, and I hadn't wanted to die in that compound.

I had wanted to live.

"Magic is intent, Kylie." Jack reminded me. "You didn't want to die. You wanted to live. You reacted instinctually in the moment. Your magic reacted to save you."

"I don't know how to make it keep working, though." I said. "I don't know how to control any of this. I didn't even think I could do magic."

"That's OK." Jack promised. I could see a bit of a smile on his face. "That… That's perfectly OK."

"How in the hell is that OK?" I asked. "I… I don't even know what all I can do. There could be things I can do that are extremely dangerous." I glanced over at Mary. "Tell me. Tell me everything you knew I could do as a witch."

"I don't think I should." She answered quickly.

"Why? Because there were dangerous things I could do?" I asked. "Because I knew how to hurt people with these powers?"

"You did so much more than just that." She argued quickly, but there it was. An admittance.

She'd probably even seen me hurt people with these powers.

I watched her face sink slowly at the words she had said.

I turned back to Bobby. "You met me, when I was a witch. You saw a little of what I could do. Did I look dangerous?" He didn't answer. "Did I look like I had power? Did I look like someone to fear?"

"You looked like my family." He said quietly. "And you still do. Magic or not, you're still family." He glanced around the room a little. "We're all family. We're all in this together."

Nobody said anything for a few moments, just letting the weight of Bobby's words sink in. Nobody in this room besides him was from this universe, but me and Mary had been alive on this side too; Bobby had told me. Bobby had known the both of us from this universe.

Jack wasn't from here, Bobby didn't know him at all, but by now Bobby considered Jack family.

I wasn't alone. I had family. I could… I could figure this out with them.

"OK." I nodded. "Family. OK."

"And we're gonna figure this out like a family." Bobby promised. He settled back in his chair a little, glancing over at Jack. "You're the magic expert here. What do you think?"

"I…" Jack thought for a few moments, and I watched him chuckle slightly.

"What?" Mary asked. Jack laughed a little louder, smiling wider with it.

"Kylie taught me how to control my powers." He reminded us. "Kylie, you taught me how to control myself and how to use these abilities."

"So?"

"It's just a little humorous that I'm the one to teach you it now." He replied, still chuckling. The looks from myself, Mary, and Bobby were enough to get him to stop after a few moments. "Got it. This is serious. Sorry." He took a breath, thinking for a moment. "You knew how to command fire."

"What?" Bobby and I asked at the same time. I looked between Mary and Jack, and saw nods on both sides. "Fire? Really?"

"Really." Mary promised. "There was a lot of other things, but you got your start with fire."

"How do you know that?"

"I read it in your file." She said. At my confused look, she shrugged. "Long story. But fire is a good place to start."

"Ok…" I took a deep breath. "Fire. What else? I… I can protect myself."

"That one is new to me." Mary admitted. "I've seen you push people back, but pushing back an angel's spell… That was new."

"Hold on." Bobby left the room, and after a few moments returned with a pen and some paper. I watched as he wrote two things on opposite ends at the top – SEEN and NEW. "OK, so you've done fire before," he wrote FIRE down under the word SEEN. "But not the thing to stop the angel spell." He wrote MAGIC SHIELD down under NEW. "What else do we know for certain you have the capability to do?" He looked at Mary and Jack expectantly, waiting. After a few moments, they started rattling off some things.

Teleportation.

Ward making.

Spellcrafting.

Healing.

Levitation.

Moving objects.

Enchanting things.

Force Push, as Jack called it.

Those were the things they were certain of. Jack was listing what he remembered Castiel telling him, and Mary was going off of everything she'd seen.

"I…" I spoke up after they were done. "I can close Rifts." I added.

"Yep." Bobby muttered. He wrote ADVANCED SPELLCASTING under the SEEN part. "I remember seeing you set that one up." Something about how he wrote it didn't feel right, but I couldn't argue when Mary started nodding too.

"It was a good spell, too." She commented. "Powerful enough to counteract Jack before he was even born." At that, she stopped, looking between me and Jack.

"What?" I asked.

"Counteract Jack…" She muttered, looking back at me. "You used magic."

"Yeah."

"In the compound."

"Yeah."

"While Jack was shielding me."

"Yeah."

"You used your powers while Jack was using his." She stated.

"Yeah, I…" I stopped, realizing what she was getting at. I looked over at Jack. "The wings thing, was that magic?"

"Yeah, why," Jack stopped, hopping on board the same train of thought as the rest of us.

I'd used magic while Jack had been using magic.

I hadn't crumpled to the ground in pain.

I'd been perfectly fine until after I'd stopped doing the magic thing. No headaches. No nausea. No crippling death stabbing at my skull.

I'd been fine.

"OK." I muttered. "Immune to the headaches I get from Jack. That… That's new."

Bobby wrote JACK IMMUNITY under the NEW side.

"Is there anything else we're missing?" Bobby asked. Everyone shook their heads. "Alright. Jack, where's the best place to start off this list?"

"You started me with the force push." Jack told me, thinking. "But you started yourself with fire, according to Mary."

"Great. Try both." Bobby encouraged. Everyone turned to look at him, bewildered.

"What if I light something on fire?" I asked. I heard Jack snicker a little. "What if the curtains bite the dust?" Again. A little voice murmured that word quietly in the back of my mind.

"What curtains?" Bobby asked. I glanced around my room. There were none. I pushed it off.

"You know what I mean." I said. "What if I hurt someone?"

"Do what normal people do when they're practicing shooting and don't wanna hurt nobody." Bobby said plainly. "Go out in the middle of the woods." I blinked a few times, looking from him to Mary to Jack. Nobody offered any other ideas.

"And what if I set the entire forest on fire?" I asked. Bobby chuckled.

"That's assuming you can do it." He pointed out. "The way I see it, this is a win-win scenario. Either you can do fire or the force push or whatever, and if you hurt anything it's too far away from here to hurt us and you can do magic. If not," he shrugged. "No big deal. We'll call whatever happened in that place with the three of you a fluke."

"That was an option this whole time?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Not really, but if it makes you feel better to think that way princess then you can." He shrugged, standing up. "You can do this. Quit whining on your scared high horse and go out there."