See! I Kept my promise! Here it is! Enjoy! Let me know what you thought!

Dean knew he was driving reckless. He barely acknowledged stoplights or stop signs and more then once he passed a car over double lines. The latter was causing Jenn to leave permanent finger marks in the leather seats of the Impala.

But she would not say anything. Not now. This wasn't the time.

She was still trying to sink in all the sweet little librarian had told them and before they rushed out the doors back to the Impala she couldn't help but finally speak up and ask her something that had been bothering her since they walked in the door.

"Why'd you tell us all of that and you didn't even know us?"

"Well I figured if you were asking… you might be inclined to help in some way and honestly? I'd like any help I can get."

Her words were sincere and they hit home for Jennifer. She was beginning to understand why Dean and his brother did these things. It was for the people first and foremost and even though she didn't understand about Demons and Witches and ghosts she understood people. She was glad she came along to help Dean find his brother. It was about time someone helped THEM instead of the other way around.

Finally they pulled down the street written down on the piece of paper Joyce had given them.

Her directions were spot on and Dean wrenched the wheel into the driveway of number 18 and shut off the engine.

Without so much as a word, Jenn watched the hunter push open the heavy Chevy door and hop out. He didn't even brother to shut it or even give her any sort of instructions as he jogged up the front steps of the small brick house.

Jenn stayed where she was. This was Dean's moment and she really didn't need to be in it. She just sat silently and watched as Dean rang the doorbell a couple times and then start to knock loudly.

"Sammy!" He yelled through the wooden door.

'This wasn't right' Jenn thought. If anyone were home they'd have opened the door by now. It looked like no one was home.

Jenn turned her attention to the garage just down the driveway and finally pulled herself out of the car.

"Dean… I'll check to see if…"

But Jenn was talking to no one and realized as such when she looked up to the porch and found it empty, the front door of the house left wide open.

'He didn't…' she thought… he didn't just break into some woman's house in broad daylight.

"Damn it!" Dean yelled in aggravation as he emerged from the house. "No one is here! But Sam WAS here! His laptop is on the bed upstairs. God… cant ANYTHING go right lately!"

"Dean calm down. We are on the right track. Where is this road Joyce was talking about? Maybe they went there."

Dean didn't even speak but pointed at her in a 'You gotta point' type manner and hopped back into the Impala, revving the engine back to life.

It didn't take Sam and Tracy long to get to the road. It was pretty close to her neighborhood, which was a good thing. He didn't think he could stand her sour attitude. 'Women' was his first thought. But after thinking about it the whole way over he knew there had to be something more then just the difference in hormones making Tracy act the way she was.

He couldn't help to still think it was just fright though. After all he didn't know her that well. How was he supposed to know any different?

"Well here we are…" Sam said, breaking the silence in the car as he drove straight through the intersection.

He got no answer and decided to get to work and not worry about it anymore. If he could deal with his moody brother and father in the past then he could handle Tracy.

Sam drove slowly down the road, taking in all the old barns and farmhouses. It was clear that some of these hadn't been used or lived in for many years. Only a few large barns still stood and Sam pulled out Dean's EMF meter.

He didn't really remember grabbing it when he left that day but he was glad he had when as soon as he clicked it on near one of the still standing old barns the meter went Red.

"Well I guess this is it." Sam blurted out with wide eyes. Could this really be the moment he had been waiting for? Was he ready? Oh God… Tracy shouldn't be here. This is his fight.

"I want you to stay out here ok?" Sam said pulling up to the side of the warn structure and shut off the Rental. "It was stupid of me to bring you. You don't even know what you're doing here… oh God…"

"Sam I told you I wanted to be here. Don't freak out." She said nonchalantly and opened up the door of the car, letting herself out. Sam followed suit but started stammering the whole time.

"Look my brother and I together couldn't take this witch out and we've been doing this kind of thing for all our lives. You don't even know what your doing. I never prepared you. I've been too busy with my own grief and problems I didn't even let you know what was going on and how we were going to do this!

"Sam… I wont blame you if it goes wrong. I know what I signed on for… Now lets get going."

Sam shook his head. He was aggravated she wasn't listening to him and now he was starting to get nervous. The good mood he was in earlier was now replaced with a feeling of dread.

No… this wasn't going to go right… and he knew it. But it was too late to back out now as he watched Tracy slip through the partially opened barn doors and disappear inside.

"What the hell!" He yelled out, clearly angry she didn't wait for him and ran after her.

Once Sam adjusted his eyes to the sudden darkness inside the old hay barn, he found Tracy standing in the middle with her hands on her hips. Her stance screamed, "Unamused"

"There's nothing here Sam…"

"There has to be something… the EMF went insane when we got here." Sam started to walk around taking in his surroundings and trying to find out what energy he picked up before.

Suddenly Sam felt a chill run through his body and he stood still, glancing around the barn again.

"Do you feel that?"

"Feel what…" Tracy's snapped back.

"Somethings in here…" Sam said… now extremely certain. "We should get out of here and figure out what to do."

Tracy walked closer to Sam and stood next to him, watching his hunter eyes still going over the barn in hopes to see what was coming at him before it was too late.

A wicked smile plastered the young woman's mouth as she leaned over to Sam's ear.

"You… are nothing without your brother…" she whispered.

Sam stopped dead in his tracks. An other chill ran up his spine at the sound emanating from her…

Tracy's voice was laced in a French accent.

"Son of a bitch…" He blinked rapidly, turning around to face the woman. What he saw made his mouth go dry and his blood start to boil. Sam started taking a few steps backwards… away from the suddenly violet-eyed person in front of him.

"You walked yourself right into a trap." The words slithered out of her mouth, thick in accent.

Sam watched as a fog came over her. The same kind of fog he saw following the car the other day.

Then without warning, Tracy collapsed to the hay covered ground… leaving Organa's essence in its wake. And it was getting stronger.

'The EMF went off cause she was in the car the whole time!' Sam's mind screamed at him. This was all his fault. He was so stupid! He should have seen this! She was using Tracy's body to get to him and he didn't even realize it.

"I saw you yesterday. I saw you sitting on your car as I tried to get my next victim… I'm glad my note passing worked."

Finally the Witch's essence became solid and started to step towards Sam casually.

"Huh?"

"Ever since I got here… away from you… I knew you'd find me somehow… so I put this all in my hands." The smile on her lips didn't waver and Sam stepped back some more to keep the distance to his liking.

"I don't understand…" Sam couldn't yet wrap his mind around this yet. He was played from the beginning!

"I created crazy things happening on this road. Floods and bee attacks. It just so happens I was there to comfort that lil sweet librarian who lost her son and gave her a number… your number. I knew you'd get it as soon as I took this little darlings best friends from her." She gestured to Tracy, still out cold on the ground. "With a little persuading from me… uh I mean the librarian… she called you here for me to finish you."

"The Librarian!" Then it came to him. Tracy had said yesterday that her friend the librarian was the sweetest lady he could ever meet. Well that certainly explained her actions towards him yesterday… It was Organa all along.

This just couldn't be happening!

"You are nothing now Samuel. You don't have your father... you don't have your brother... and once I'm finished with you I wont have to worry about you coming after me ever again."

"You shut up!" He was not going to stand here and listen to her talk about his brother… not now… not ever!

But Organa didn't seem phased by his small outburst. She didn't even flinch. Instead she kept going with her ramblings.

"Hmmm…unless you've told your father… but you don't talk to your father do you Sammy?"

"Don't call me that!" Red was the color blurring his vision. First she mentioned Dean and now she used the only nickname he reserved for his brother… and sometimes his father. His father… Why didn't he call his father about Dean! Why did he have to be so proud and stubborn? His dad could have been here right now. If he were this would have never happened!

"No…" She hissed in glee at Sam's silence on the matter. It was a clear answer for her. "You didn't call Daddy… perfect!" The witch stopped advancing towards Sam and clapped her hands together like an excited child at the information she just found out.

"I've been using the little librarians position to get information and news stories on all sorts of things. It's been very helpful. And as soon as I saw you yesterday at the end of this blasted road I backed off. I knew where you would go… and you did! Playing right into my hands!"

Sam opened his mouth to talk… to yell… to curse this bitch out but he didn't have the time. Organa kept her side of the conversation going, shutting him up with pure curiosity.

"Luckily after you left last night and after your fast food stop I got the chance to meet lil Tracy here in person! No masks. And now here we are! I couldn't have written it ANY better!" She laughed evilly. "Oh wait … I DID write it!"

"You killed my brother…" Sam finally blurted out. The pain and anger in his voice did not go unnoticed to the witch and she watched amused as the younger hunter squeezed his fists in anger.

"Killed? Now Sammy Sammy Sammy… I did nothing of the sort. You did."

"What! Excuse me?"

"You couldn't light that match in time could you little brother… but guess what… That wouldn't have done anything but give me a great tan but thanks for trying."

Sam didn't know if her smile could get any wider then before but at that very moment it did, now reaching her eyes.

"Witches were burned at the stake… why wouldn't…" he muttered out more to himself. 'OOOHHH!' Sam thought. There had to be more! And he left dad's journal in the Impala… back … back with Dean! Sam felt so stupid!

Damn it… he remembered now reading something about powerful witches. The reason they burn them was to burn away their bodies AND their life essence! But this witch was stealing essences… so obviously she didn't have her own!

It had to be somewhere! But he had no time to think of that now as Organa advanced at him again, breaking him out of his thoughts.

"Samuel… I'm disappointed! Do you even know what I did to your brother?"

"Of course I do you bitch! You flung him into a wall! You cracked his head open!"

Organa shook her head in disappointment. Her silver hair flowed freely at the motion.

"Oh come on Sam… so you really think that would have stopped your stubborn brother? He had a head like steal did he not?"

Sam blinked in confusion.

"What the Fuck are you getting at?"

"I cursed him Sammy."

Sam stared at her not wanting to believe it.

"You could have had him back… But you just couldn't figure it out could you? Pity…"

"But his head... there was blood everywhere…" He stammered. No… No…

"Head wounds bleed honey… more then any injury." The Witch's voice for a brief second went from snide and searing to sensitive as she still shook her head in disappointment at the young hunter.

"But they told me he'd never wake up!" Sam could feel himself breaking inside as he ate up everything she was saying. The broken parts of him were crumbling even farther.

"Of COURSE they did! Cause with their puny medical toys they saw nothing. But there is nothing to see if someone… hit the pause button." The wicked expression was back again at her last words. She knew full well she had gotten to him. This would be all but too easy. The fun almost gone… almost.

"WHAT?"

"Your dear brother was in suspended animation Sammy… "

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Sam's scream echoed off the walls of the dilapidated structure and he squeezed his eyes shut in agony of her words.

"And you let him down… you couldn't figure it out and now you tell me he's dead? Oh dear oh dear… Did you pull the plug on him Samuel? Did you end it for your sleeping brother all on your own?"

Sam stopped backing away from her oncoming steps and hunched over in mental pain.

"NO!"

"You might as well have. Such a shame too. He was a cutie… minus the blood of course."

"YOU BITCH!" He screamed, bringing his eyes back open to glare at her. Tears were exposed to her violet eyes.

Sam wasn't thinking straight as he reached into the waistband of his jeans and pulled out a gun he brought… just in case.

Wasting no time at all, Sam raised it and shot the witch straight through the heart with no effect.

"Now now … didn't anyone teach you manners?"

Dean's driving would have won awards today as the two arrived to Interstate 40 in record time. Dean didn't speak as he sped down the old roadway; his eyes darting back and forth search for any sign of his brother. Jenn did the same in silence, knowing full well this was too important to screw up.

Suddenly Dean spotted something in front of a crappy barn. His heart leapt with joy as he kept driving down the road.

"Did that look at all suspicious to you?" Dean asked softly while turning to the nurse in the seat next to him.

"You mean the only vehicle we've seen for miles that actually had tires on it?"

"Yea that." Dean actually laughed a bit at her answer. "And the fact that no one should be in that barn. It's about to fall down."

"Do you think Sam is there?"

"I KNOW Sam's there."

With a swift jerk of the wheel, Dean sent the Impala screaming around almost on two wheels and headed back in the direction of the old barn.

He wasted no time pulling up next to the other car and hopped out of the Impala.

Dean headed straight to the trunk and pulled out a flare gun for fire and a shotgun. Checking the Clip and making sure there were bullets in it, he then handed it over to Jenn.

"Stay out here." It wasn't a request but a demand and Jenn's jaw dropped as she watched Dean turn and walk swiftly to the barn.

"NO! DEAN!"

"Here are the keys." He said turning back towards her and throwing them in her direction. "If something crazy happens DRIVE AWAY Jenn... I don't want you hurt."

"But Dean I can take care of myself!"

"I know you can... but do this as a favor to me ok?"

Jenn took in his desperate expression and sighed in defeat. She didn't like it but she'd do what he said.

"URG fine!"

…

Dean crept up to the partially open barn door and peeked in. He couldn't see anything yet so he stepped in some more and ducked behind a beam helping hold the structure up.

And it was just in time too.

There was Organa holding his brother in a body bind that seemed to be sucking the life right out of him.

He spotted a girl lying in the hay not far off from him as well but Dean had no time for that right now.

'She's telekinetically choking the life out of him!' No other thing could possibly come first right now.

Dean turned back just in time to see Sam's eyes roll into the back of his head and that was all that was needed.

It was time to jump into action.

"Hey bitch! Drop him!"

Organa didn't look behind her but smiled wide, mouthing "More fun…" before replying.

"Ok…"

With a flick of her wrist the witch tossed Sam into an other beam in an other corner of the barn. Dean watched it crack in the middle and saw his brother fall to the ground unconscious. Dean was unsure if he was even breathing.

Flare Gun raised... Dean walked slowly towards her as she turned around.

"Well well! Look who it is! I should have known better then to count you out."

"Shut the hell up." Dean growled. His finger rested hard on the trigger. Sure it probably wouldn't do much to her but it would make him feel better to unload a clip into her head. He obviously wasn't there a few moments before when his brother tried a shot right through her heart with no effect.

"No I don't think so. I like doing the talking."

"You've done enough Organa."

"Not nearly enough Dean Winchester. Well this is a great development! Two brothers... Together again at last! He thinks you are dead you know?"

'He what?' Dean thinks to himself… 'Dead? Why?' Dean doesn't acknowledge her openly though and started to walk around her to get closer to his brother. He'd rather be between her and Sam.

"What no comment Dean? Huh? He is miserable you know? And not as smart as you all thought. Couldn't' even figure out it was a curse. Pity."

"I'm so gonna kill you…" His words slithered through his clenched teeth. He wasn't being his normal cocky hunting self right now. No jokes could be made to lighten the mood. Dean was pissed and there was no room for mistake now.

"You think so? Well I think diff…" Suddenly the Violet eyed witch stopped mid sentence and brought her attention to the barn door. Dean couldn't help but do the same as a reflex and saw Jenn peeking in. 'Damn her!' He yelled in his mind.

"I… I know that presence…"

"Huh?" He let slip out. What presence?

Organa let the smile reappear like nothing ever happened and backed away from Dean and the door.

"Till next time my handsome hunter… things just got more interesting now didn't they? Ooo I so wish I could stick around for the reunion!"

The witch turned back towards Jenn's direction and smiled evilly as her form turned to vapor and she disappeared from sight.

Dean's eyes darted around the disintegrating barn making sure she was gone and then took off in a run to his brothers' side.

Sitting him up, Dean checked his neck for a pulse. He released a breath as he found a steady one and checked him over for injuries. A cut on the side of his head told the older brother just where he'd landed.

"Oh that's gonna hurt tomorrow lil bro… trust me."

After finding no other injuries other then bags under his eyes that he chose to ignore for the moment, he leaned Sam up against the cracked beam post and grabbed his face in his hands.

"Sammy? Hey…"

Dean got no response so he raised his palm up to the side of his brothers face and slapped his check slightly, trying to stir his unconscious brother.

Nothing though… He was out cold.

"Damn it you are gonna be heavy!"

Jenn walked up behind Dean and in a shaky voice asked, "Is he ok?"

"Yea he's ok… can you check on that other girl?" He said while gathering Sam into his arms.

"Sure"

Jenn jumped into nurse mode and ran over to check on Tracy. She didn't need much persuasion to wake up and the next thing Jenn knew she had two eyes fixated on her in confusion.

"What the hell is going on?" Tracy snapped while sitting up a little too quickly for her aching head.

"Whoa easy… You don't remember?" Jenn asks in her soothing nurse voice. Tracy was having none of it though and barked back.

"No! How the hell did I get in a barn? Sam? Where's Sam!"

"Its ok… Sam's ok but we should save the details for later and get out of here."

"Why? Where is he!"

"He's ok… Now come on!" The last thing Jenn wanted to happen was that Witch coming back while she wasn't around Dean.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Jenn. Look Sam's ok. We should wait to talk about anything else."

…

Dean had gotten Sam to the Impala by throwing his brothers lanky body over his shoulder. It was difficult but he made it and he sat his brother in the passenger seat.

Dean was in the process of putting Sam's legs one by one in the car when Jenn and Tracy came out of the barn.

"Who the hell are you?" she said as she watched Dean finish the task and closed the door as gently as possible.

"Get in the car" he said gruffly and walked over to the passenger side back door to open it for them to get in.

"NO not till you tell me who you are!"

"He's ok Tracy I promise."

"I don't even know YOU!" she snapped in Jenn's direction. "What's wrong with Sam?"

"Get in the friggin car. We're not doing this here."

Dean's voice was cold and scary and it made Tracy comply. The girls climbed into the Impala as Dean walked over to the crappy ass rental.

He searched the car and pulled out his EMF and two cell phones. He found nothing in the trunk and headed back to the Impala.

"THANK GOD" he said before sitting in the front seat… He got his Phone back! Jesus Christ it had been too long!

Pulling out the wire he had also grabbed, he stuck it into the lighter and plugged the phone in to charge. He'd worry about Sam's dead one later as soon as they got to a safe place.

"I hope you don't have dogs to feed." Dean said, glancing in the rearview mirror at Tracy.

"No I don't… why?"

"Cause we're not going back to your house."

"Why not!"

"Because the witch knows where you live! She romped around in your body for the majority of the day so it seems and I'm not risking it tonight."

"But… Hey!" Tracy was pissed. Who WAS this guy?

"I'll figure out some protection shit tonight and you can go back to it… but for now we're getting the hell outta dodge for the night."

"Who in the hell are you!" She demanded. This time she grabbed the leather of the seat and leaned over to stick her face in his.

Dean turned around in his seat after turning on the car and saw her nails digging into the leather before meeting her eye to eye.

"You scratch anything in this car and you are staying in the nice creepy barn tonight."

Tracy backed off with a huff and sat silent with her arms crossed as Dean took off back down the road in search of a far away motel for the night. He'd drive hours if he had to… it didn't matter now… he had his Sammy.

Well! There it is! I'm sorry if it wasn't what people expected but they are back together now! I'm working on the next part… that's gonna be nice and mushie…

Well off to a doc's appointment. Gawd I had that nonesence…