"You are hilarious."

Rowena bends forward and laughs her head off. Patrick grinned. His stories always had an effect.

"I knew he was one of those guys who try to catch people out on camera and say they are fake. So I gave him a taste of his own medicine. He came out looking rather plastic. He was fake all over."

Rowena snorted.

"Wait." Her expressions turns worried. "What about the crew?"

"I erased the footage without them knowing. No one is going to believe a bunch of skeptics are they? It would look bad on their show and the spell was only temporary the guy would have been normal in the morning...the cock might of still been stiff but..."

Rowena laughs. Tears filled in her eyes. She was loving this.

"Hey at least it would make his sex life easier." Patrick smirked.

As the witches walked, Rowena grabs Patrick and leads him into a nearby alley. She pins him to the wall. Before Patrick could respond Rowena moves in and kisses him on the lips.

His eyes widen and he quickly shakes his head.

"No." He mumbled.

He puts his hands on her shoulders and moves her back.

"No." He repeated.

Rowena furrows her eyebrows with confusion.

"Isn't this what you want?"

He again shakes his head.

"I can't."

"You didn't answer the question."

Patrick groans. He runs his hand down his face.

"I'm..." He sighs. "I'm sorry if I appeared as you know. Sent out the wrong signals. It is understandable, you thought this night out is more than just friends. I..."

"Patrick." Rowena frowns. "You're still not answering the question.'

"No I do not want this." He quickly answered.

Rowena blushes pink. She clearly looked embarrassed. Her reaction hurt him.

"If I do this I am betraying her." He explained.

He didn't have to say the name. Rowena knew who he is talking about.

"Lia." She says.

"I'm sorry Rowena."

"Its okay." Rowena turns her back to him. "Its fine. I totally get it. Lia will always be your true love. No one can replace that."

Patrick frowns. He knew that was a lie. Rowena is not fine. She fell for him. He should have saw it sooner and stopped it.

Deep down he didn't want to stop. Although he didn't want to admit it he had feelings for her as well.

To him that felt wrong.

He sworn he will forever love Lia. He is not going to move on with another woman. He can't. He won't.

Lia is the love of his life.

That will never change.

"We can still be friends. Right?" He says.

Rowena quickly nods.

"Aye. Friends of course."

She gave him a small smile. Again Patrick can see through it. He can see he upset her.

The witches walk back on the path. The atmosphere is heavy and awkward. Neither witch knew what to say. What could they say? They literally just kissed and Patrick rejected her. What could they actually talk about when the recent events hung over their heads.

The silence is interrupted by the phone ringing.

"Sam again?" Patrick says.

Rowena shakes her head.

"Unknown." She replied.

She decided to answer it. This awkward moment with Patrick is killing her. So she presses the phone and brings to her ear.

"Hello."

"Do not hang up.' A child's voice answered.

Patrick mimes who is it? Rowena shrugs.

"Who is this?" She asks.

"Its Michael."

"Michael!"

Rowena looks at Patrick's eye wide expression.

"What? Where is Sam? Dean?"

"Dean is...we are hurt." Patrick bit his lip. Worry shows on his face. "I need to see you alone. Don't tell Sam or Castiel. Don't tell any of them."

"Ask where he is?" Patrick whispered.

"Michael, what the Hell is going? Where are you?"

"Where are you?" He asks. "Tell me the truth. I will know if you are lying to me."

"Tell him." Patrick says.

"This could be a trap." Rowena argued.

"Michael is hurt. If he is hurt Dean is also hurt. You heard him. I don't think this a trap. From what I heard on the phone he sounded bad."

"What happened to Samuel? How is Michael in control?"

"That's what we got to find out. Get him to come." Rowena bit her lip looking unsure. "He won't hurt you." Patrick assured her. "He likes you remember. He trusts you to help him. Don't break that trust. Tell him where we are." Rowena sighs. "I'll be here. I won't leave alone you with him."

There it was. The caring, concerning side of the Irish witch that Rowena loved. She quickly pushed the memory of the kiss to the back of her mind.

"Fine." She says.

She tells the archangel her location. Moments later the witches can hear a flutter of wings and on the street is a little boy. Rowena gasps when she sees blood staining his clothes. His face is pale. His eyes flickered blue.

Michael stumbles over to her. He gives her one last look before falling into her arms. Rowena scoops the sleeping child up.

"We got to take him to the hospital." Patrick says.

"Say what? How are we going to explain this?"

"If we don't move people are going to start noticing."

Patrick looks round at people who started looking their way.

Rowena holds the kid. Her eyes glow purple.

"I'll take him to my place."

She grabs on to Patrick's hand and they both suddenly appear in a room. Rowena raises her hand and waves it. The bottles of potions, herbs and spell books all vanish and are replaced with ornaments and plants.

Patrick gives her a look.

"Can't have it on show." Rowena says.

Her eyes go on the kid. Patrick nods and agrees with her.

Rowena places Michael on the bed. She grimaced as the blood pours on the sheets. She can worry about that later.

"Healing spell." Patrick suggests. He puts a cloth down on the wound and keeps pressure on it. "Like now."

"I do know a spell. It's from the Book of the Dammed."

"Do you remember it?"

"Aye."

Rowena flexes her fingers and leans over the boy. Her hand hovers over the wound.

She chants.

A white glow comes from her palm. The wound starts to knit itself together. Rowena grits her teeth as she focused on the wound. Once the wound is gone Rowena stops and drops her hand. She exhales and wipes the sweat from her brow.

"You did good." Patrick smiled.

The kid's eyelids shift left and right. Then his eyes open and he sits up and gasps. He looks down at his chest and follows the scar of the area where Bobby stabbed him. He looks at Rowena and hugs her.

"Oof."

Rowena hugs him back.

"Dean" She smiled.

She assumed it is Dean he is the loveable one. The archangel hugging her would totally be out of character for him.

It would be really really weird.

"Mom." The boy beamed.

Rowena laughs.

"Wee one I am not your mother. Do I look blonde?"

"You are my mom. You look after me."

"Sweetie I'm not your mother. Mary is."

"You are abandoning me?" Dean bit his lip.

"No I never said that."

"Like dad."

"John? Um..."

"I lost dad. I don't wanna lose you to."

Dean buries his head into her chest. Rowena strokes his hair.

"Healing spell must have made him loopy." Rowena whispered.

"I don't think so." Patrick says. "Hey Dean. Who is your dad?"

"Me not Dean." He shakes his head. He points to himself. "Michael. My dad is God." He grips the witch's hand. "Rowena is my mom."

Patrick raises his eyebrow while Rowena is stunned.

"Who am I?" Patrick asks.

Michael cocked his head.

"A witch who betrayed me and made me look like an idiot!"

Original Michael was back in the flash.

The archangel stiffened and he looks at the witch. The conversation plays in his mind.

I called her mom?

"I..."

Michael closes his mouth. He looks round the room with a panicked expression. This curse is getting worse by the day.

Without thinking he dives and hides under the bed.

Yeah Michael is gonna regret hiding under the bed. He will realize that was a stupid thing to do lol

Bobby will get what he deserves!