Here is chapter three. So the story will now take place BEFORE Gideon dies. That way I can work with some more stuff and I have a VERY interesting scene planned out for when the Bad Winchesters meet the Good Winchesters. Tehehehehe
Disclaimer: Chris died and the Winchester brothers don't make out every episode. These things would not be true if I owned Charmed and Supernatural
Sam and Dean were sitting next to each other in the kitchen trying to trigger their powers. First, they tried with Sam, who was basically getting nowhere. He didn't have a clue on how to make premonitions other then accidently. They tried for a good half hour to make Sam get a premonition, but it just didn't happen.
"Try using your powers," Sam told Dean, giving up.
Dean stared at a glass on the dresser next to him. He stared at it and stared at it, but nothing happened. He waved his hands at it. It still didn't move. He sat there glaring at it, it didn't move. He tried to curse it out. And guess what? It still didn't move. He stared at it blankly for a good five minutes before sighing in defeat.
"I wonder why it didn't work." Sam said.
"Well, maybe, and this is just me, maybe they're bullshitting us?" Dean suggested.
Sam thought to himself and smirked lightly to himself before turning to him and replying. "You're right."
"Really?" Dean asked, shocked that Sam would agree with him so easily.
"Yeah." Sam said. "I mean, if anyone knows about bullshit, it'd be a compulsive liar with no taste in women."
"Hey, I have great taste in women!" Dean shouted angrily and the glass flew over and hit him. He winced and rubbed his arm while Sam just smirked.
"It happens when you get angry."
"At least I have a taste in women. How many girls have you hooked up with in all the time we've been on the road together? Hmm? Barely any!"
'Maybe I just don't like girls as much as you do? Maybe I'm more into the other team most of the time…' Sam thought to himself.
"What?!" Dean shouted his voice nearly cracking.
"What what? I didn't say anything!" Sam snapped.
"B-b-but I heard you!!" Dean stuttered.
"What are you talking about?"
Phoebe walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of milk. "Oooh, so you have Telepathy? That is so cool. I'm an Empath you know?"
"Telepathy?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, it means you can hear other people's surface thoughts and... project your own thoughts to others," she said.
"Oh..."
"Oh?!" Dean asked. "So Sammy, why didn't you tell me about this?!"
"What didn't he tell you about?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh! Uh, haha, I was just kidding?" Sam said nervously.
Dean looked at him and snorted disbelievingly. "I don't know what to think of you right now Sammy," he said while rejoicing in his head.
'Yeah, like you think at all.' Sam thought.
"HEY!" Dean shouted defensively.
'Fuck! How do I turn this thing off?!'
"I don't know, but you might want to figure it out soon, if you don't want to get pounded!" Dean threatened.
'Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!' Sam chanted to himself to see if his thoughts would listen and stop projecting.
"Don't tell me to shut up!" Dean shouted.
"I'm not!" Sam said, and mentally added 'idiot'.
"That's it!" Dean snapped and started chasing Sam.
Paige walked in and filled the coffee maker, than silently observed the scene around her interestedly before turning to Phoebe. "What's going on?"
"No clue, but it's funny as hell," Phoebe replied.
Paige simply nodded, agreeing with Phoebe and sat at the edge of the table as Dean continued to chase Sam. Eventually, Dean caught up with Sam and with a giant leap, crashed into Sam and knocked him over, pinning the boy beneath him. Sam managed to shout out in surprise before all the wind was knocked out of him. Dean stared down at him, eyeing him appreciatively and allowed himself to hope.
"Wow, I can't believe you're gay."
Piper chose that minute to walk into the kitchen and turned to the other girls, hearing what was said. "What's going on?"
"Oh, nothing important, just a little old family angst."
Piper snorted. "Yeah, like we don't have enough of that already."
Paige thought about it and nodded, agreeing with Piper, but still finding the scene before her funny and entertaining.
"Oooohhh. This is getting interesting," Phoebe said, enjoying the scene unfolding as well.
"I… I still like girls." Sam said. 'I just like guys more.'
"This is… well, weird." Dean said while doing a secret inner happy dance.
"I'll say." Sam muttered.
Dean looked down at Sam and Sam squirmed under the uncomfortable gaze and struggled to get up. The friction between their bodies that this caused and the sight of Sam moving like that beneath him made Dean widen his eyes and blush furiously before practically leaping off of him and backing away. Sam looked hurt at the sudden withdrawal as Dean backed away to the other side of the room and looked anywhere but at him.
"Oh, so you can't even stand to look at me now? I get it, just fine. I'll leave then," he said hurt and turned to leave.
"Wait, Sammy!"
"Don't," Sam said and walked out.
Dean smacked himself in the forehead and looked up at the girls. "I screwed up big time, didn't I?
"Oooh, you suuuuure did," Phoebe said.
"Ooooh yeah. Good going." Paige chimed in. "Hmmm, he was sort of cute and sweet too. Shame he doesn't like many girls then. Why are all the great catches either taken or gay?"
"Hey!" Dean shouted. "What am I? A house plant?"
"No," Paige corrected, pouring herself a cup of the now-made coffee and added her cream and sugar. "You're moody." She sipped the coffee and walked off.
"Oh, don't worry Dean," Phoebe said, wiping off her milky moustache. "I'm sure plenty of other girls like you."
"Shame on you!" Piper hissed to Dean. "I'm going to go see if the poor boy is alright. Hoping for acceptance from the only family he has left and you go and hurt him like that."
The very huge pregnant woman walked off and walked into the room Sam was using as his and Deans bedroom and saw him lying on his bed and looking miserable.
"Awwww. Hunny, are you okay?"
Sam lifted his head and looked at her strangely.
"Did what your brother say hurt your feelings?"
"Uuh, kinda… but I'll get over it?" He responded questionably. 'Why is she here?'
"I was worried about you!" Piper responded. "You and Dean seem really close and if he rejected you, it would probably hurt like hell. I know I'd be upset if my sisters didn't accept me."
Sam slapped himself in the head for not being able to keep his thoughts to himself.
"Maybe Phoebe can help you train your powers? She's an Empath. She might be able to help you meditate and focus on barricading your thoughts so that others' don't hear them?"
"Really? Thanks. That would help a lot," Sam said gratefully, still worried about his brother.
"Don't worry about Dean. I'm sure he'll come around."
"Do you really think so?" he asked hopefully.
"Yeah," Piper replied. "And if he doesn't, I'll kick his butt for you, okay?"
Sam laughed.
"Do you need anything?"
Sam. "Nope. Besides, you're the pregnant one, I should be helping you if anything."
"Oh, I'm fine. I can take care of myself." Piper assured him.
"Okay, it was nice talking to you. I'm here if you need help with anything."
"Sure," Piper said, walking out. "What a sweet boy…"
She walked back into the kitchen and glared at Dean.
"Is he alright?" Dean asked.
"He's heartbroken!"
"PIPER!" Phoebe shouted, knowing she wasn't being honest.
"Okay, it's not that bad, but you really need to have a serious talk with him right now mister!"
"Okay okay," Dean said, hurrying to his room before he could get his butt kicked by a pregnant lady.
He entered his and Sammy's room and knocked on the inside of the door.
"Come in Dean." Sam sighed.
Dean walked in and fidgeted nervously. "Look, I didn't mean for it to sound that way. I don't really care about your preference. You're still my geek-brother and I'm here for you."
"Really?" Sam asked, his face brightening up in an instant.
"Yeah, really," Dean said and pulled Sam into a hug.
Secretly, he was glad that his brother liked guys, because he had a crush on his brother, a love that had nothing to do with being brothers. The fact that he liked guys almost gave him a chance… almost. It was still quite a long shot considering they WERE after all brothers, but now at least the idea wasn't entirely impossible.