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_ I think we are dealing with a Weaver.

_ This is new to me. And what exactly is a Weaver?

_ Well, it´s an entity that grants wishes. Needles and thread are often used for magic, and it led me to find it. Many stories tell of weavers. In fact, some famous success stories: Snow White. Habetrot, Sleeping Beauty and Rumplestiltskin ... It is as if each one of these stories tell a little of what is a weaver. But for shorten, you make a wish and write the name of the benefiting person in a fabric with line. And then pin your finger with an old needle. The weaver comes to grant your wish, and then all a person needs to do is use the embroidery once, and the magic happens. The problem is that one cannot deny the wish, for it infuriates the Weaver and she comes back to take the lives of those she gifted ... And usually does not give up until it's done. It seems she has a very fragile ego.

_Ah… the fairy who was not invited to the party?

_ Probably. You know, Snow White's mother wished Beauty for her daughter when she poked the finger in the embroidery, but her daughter got so very beautiful...

-And when she decided to leave her glamour life she has undergone several murders attempts. _Dean completed. _ Makes sense. We already know what Jess asked for her sister, but ... What was she asking for you?

_ I also wanted to know. _Sam had his own theories, but this was very painful. As much as know that Jess was invoking a Weaver shocked him, she was sweet and kind and he was sure that she would never think of harming anyone. And the presence of the Yellow Eyed Demon in history only seemed that Jess had purposely or not, began to interfere in something ... That definitely she should not have.

_ No, Dean. Anyway, it wouldn´t work with the various protections that we use, right?

Dean shrugged, everything was possible. He went straight to the point:

_ And How can we catch such a thing before it kills Samantha?

_ Well, this is the tricky part. I found nothing about this... She wouldn't be found if she´s not been summoned.

_ And for this we have to make a wish and put someone's name and some blood at her disposal.

_ She´s extremely powerful, and is invisible most of the time. The only time it says that she can be seen is when it comes to harvest the drop of blood in the middle of the night after the request is made. But it also says that it only does this when you sure you will not be seen because it is very ugly.

_ Let´s Try, Sam. With silver knives. And if we cannot catch it so we will end up with a Weaver in our track.

_ Who will make the wish? _Sam Asked.

_ You. Ladies first. _ Dean smiled, to provoke her brother.

.........

_ C'mon: what are you going to wish to me? _ Dean was surrounding the younger brother, who was trying to make the line and the needle will work in synchrony to form something like the name of Dean. Sam started almost an hour ago._ Sam, hurry up! You don't need to be a perfectionist! This is not a cross-stitch fucking contest!

_ Calm down Dean, this is not as easy as it looks! _ Sam was already exasperated by the very lack of skill._ And I still don't know what to wish for you. But it doesn't need to be anything elaborate, isn't? We even get over it ... Or you are interested in a Weaver favors?

_ Er ... Just wanted to know what you would wish... If It was serious.

Sam stared at his "embroidery". And he said:

_ That you have a healthy life after this case.

_ You mean, " that you do not care for the things happening to people out there, people like Jess and Samantha". _Dean Became angry, spoke almost spitting the words. His rascal ever good humor had gone for a while.

_ So you see how deciding a person's destiny, through desire or by forcing them to live a paramilitaries life, it's not fair.

_ If you don't know what to order, why not a pizza? _Dean Replied, ironic.

........

The wait for the Weaver nearby the embroidery was already becoming monotonous when they heard a muffled cry coming from the bedroom of Samantha. They were both hidden and Sam that was near the door, ran up there. Samantha was found suffocated with her own belt tight around her neck with nothing visible to do so. Sam fought to free the girl's neck, from the suffocating grip, still scared that the weaver had ignored the embroidery and continue trying to kill Samantha. When he finally freed her, Samantha was terrified and wept in the arms of her savior. Dean appeared with the cloth in his hand, not needing long to realize that this does not attract the weavers.

Samantha never got tired of thanking them for being there and been a reminder of how close to death she was. The Winchester brothers were still puzzled by the failure of their trap, while consoling and ensuring that they would protect her until they could make it stop. Sam saw fit to tell Samantha about the possibility that it was not, as she thought, the actual Jessica, but something that Jessica had summoned long ago. Maybe Samantha remembered something that Jessica could have said that could help.

The first reaction of Samantha was happy. Because not being Jessica was the best thing of it all for her. And for Sam. And even for Dean.

_ All of this makes sense. Sometimes, when she was a teenager still had the courage to talk about it, she insisted that she had a "fairy godmother".

_ Would be great if we knew where she found her "fairy godmother". _ Dean Spoke in his best friend style. _ Anything helps.

_ Well, I guess ... We had an old lady who worked in our house, I think she may have told these things to Jess. She was European, from East, I think. Anyway, she was babysitting Jess. A nanny, actually. She spent her time embroidering, and my sister even learned it with her. Jess maintained ties with her all this time. I'm not biased, but ... I cannot think of another way for Jess to know how to invoke a macabre fairy godmother.

_ We will check it._ said Dean. At least it was a clue.

.................

The three were in Mrs. Havasy´s parlor, squeezed on the couch. The room was practically a needle and thread´s art showcase, with embroidery and lace on every corner and furniture. The landlady was a lady of about 70 years old, tall and thin and smiling, who was not surprised to be asked about Jess and what she knew about embroidery spells:

_ I Should have noticed that Jessica had been too interested in those stories, but I never imagined that she would cause harm to anyone, or to herself. Perhaps you do not understand, but I used it only as a story to impress her, never thought she would do that. She told me she had done it for Samantha, and I told her never to do it again. After all, I thought that was what Samantha wanted. But it was not, was it? But then she came here to ask me for a needle ... and I tried to dissuade her.

_ She said what she would wish? _Sam couldn't help asking, almost jumped from his chair to ask the question. Mrs. Havasy gave a sad smile:

_ I only agreed to give her an old needle because it was not a spell to stick you together with her, Samuel Winchester. Jessica only wished you would not suffer so much anguish and would be the brilliant lawyer that you want to be. You had an interview after the holiday, didn't you? She had faith in you, but you were so upset ... She told me she wanted to make sure nothing snagged up to be what you wanted to be.

After the awkward silence that fell on the three visitors, lost in thoughts about Jessica and her choices, Ms. Havasy rose suddenly animated:

_ But I Bet you are here to learn how the weaver can be held, am I right?

to be Continued ...