The Witch, The Psychic, and The Winchesters
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Okay, this is so the last chapter. It's more of a final thought thing then anything else… But the sequel will cover everything else, so no worries. :) And as you read this, know that the new story (the sequel) is already up. :) It's called 'The Winchester Code' by popular vote.
I'd like to thank (Ohhh! I sound like an Emmy winner. Lol.):
Middleageslover – she's helped me tons with ideas just by talking to her. Lol. The story is/was dedicated to her. Hopefully, she enjoyed it! Thanks!
sPaRkLiNG-dIaMoND34 – she let me bounce ideas off of her. And didn't poke fun at me with my stupid ones. Lol. Thanks!
Everyone who's reading, reviewing, or advertising the story – thank you guys so much! It's such a big help when people point out mistakes or tell me they love the story! I write for you guys, so hopefully everything was to your liking. Thanks!
So after you read the last chapter, go read the sequel! Lol. Enjoy!
o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o
The whole car ride was silent. I was angry that I had hurt her, hurt us. So, instead of bringing her to a random bus stop, I drove all the way back to Alex's and Sam's house to drop her off. She got out without saying anything.
I went around back and got her bags. When I handed them to her, I got a grumbled, "Thanks."
She turned around and started toward the house. I wanted to stop her. I wanted to tell her to come with me. But I didn't. I just got back in my car and drove away.
A few minutes later, I was trying to avoid thoughts of everyone I had hurt today, but I couldn't. The only thing I could think about was what happened. I hurt Sammy. I hurt Jess.
But I was so mad at Sam. He started it all. If he hadn't decided to go back to Stanford, then I wouldn't have left. Then I wouldn't have hit Jess. How could he have done that? He decided to leave again. He was going to go back and play college-boy. Did he want to hurt us? But maybe I overreacted. Maybe I should call him and apologize.
I needed someone to help me figure that out. Normally, I would have Jess, but since she wasn't here… I had to rely on myself.
I decided it would be wise to fix the Sam situation first… that one might work better.
So I called him.
"Dean," Sam asked. He had been asleep.
"Didn't get any action tonight, I see. Or you'd be awake, huh," I asked. I wasn't sure how to say it.
"Dean, listen, man: I'm sorry. I didn't-"
"Sam, stop. I called to say… to say… I'm sorry, okay?"
I think Sam was hiding a laugh, "Say you're sorry? Dean, are you okay?"
"Shut it. Now go be head of your class, alright?"
"Yeah, man. Thanks."
We were silent for a second before Sam asked, "Are you and Jess coming back?"
There wasn't anyway around this one, "We broke up."
"Drop it, Sam. I'll call later." And with that said, I hung up.
That's when I decided to listen to some music. Maybe it would help get everything off my mind. So I turned on the radio, but the only channel I could get was country. I inwardly groaned and was just about to turn it off, but something told me not to. I listened for a few seconds and then the announcer came on and said, "That was Blake Shelton with 'Austin'." I turned off the radio and thought for a second before deciding maybe the song was right.
o.0.o Alex POV o.0.o
I woke up to Sam laying in bed, watching me. If this was anyone else, I would have thought it creepy, but not with Sam.
When he noticed I was awake, I asked him, "Everything okay?"
He looked at me, smiled, and nodded.
"Good." The way Sam smiled, confirmed it. He and Dean had made things better.
He settled in next to me to try and sleep, but I couldn't get to sleep. Instead, thoughts of the day passed through my head.
Dean had left. He got angry at Sam and just stormed off. I could tell it was hurting Sam to no end. So I avoided Sam for the day – to give him space. But I saw him get on the computer, and I wanted to know what he was doing. So I carefully, just like a hunter, edged my way in. I looked over him and saw the website he normally uses to find things to hunt. Was he going to hunt again? But he saw me and said, "I'm not hunting. Don't worry about it." I felt guilty, so I went into the other room without saying anything.
Then I told him I was pregnant. And he passed out. That was definitely not what I expected. But when he came back to consciousness, he was excited. I was excited. We were excited. He'd make a great dad, and hopefully, I would be just as good of a mom.
About an hour after that, Tommy woke up crying. Sam told me he would get the baby. So I watched as Sam got out of bed and picked up the infant. He was cooing over Tommy. Then I heard him walk downstairs and into the kitchen. A few minutes later, he was back with the baby.
That's when we heard a door slam downstairs. Sam glanced at me and put Tommy gently in his crib. He gave me the hand signal to stay there, but I wouldn't listen. So together, we started downstairs silently. It was dark, and we couldn't see much of anything. But when Sam went around that corner and started to fight whoever it was, the only thought that passed my mind was to hit the lights. So I did. As it turns out, Sam was fighting Jess.
They stopped and Sam said, "Where's Dean?"
"He left," she answered as she grabbed her bags.
"Are you okay," I asked.
"Yeah," she said and walked past us. We heard the guest room's door slam and Tommy started to cry.
"You get him, I'll get her," I said.
So Sam went into our bedroom and I trudged into the guest room. I found Jess crying into her pillow on the bed.
"What's wrong," I asked as I sat on the edge of the bed.
So she told me the whole ordeal that happened between her and Dean.
o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o
After I told Alex, I felt a lot better. But I don't think she did. She was really angry that someone could do such a thing.
"Tell me it was an accident," she said, jaw clenched.
"I'm not sure."
"You didn't use your ability?"
"My emotions were interfering," I explained.
Alex nodded and I said, "Go get some sleep. I'll be okay."
I nodded, "Yeah."
Alex hesitantly left and I laid back down on the bed. But it reminded me of Dean. The bet we made that would never be finished. The animal nicknames we gave each other. The feel of his skin on mine. The way we hunted together. The way we competed over whose car to take. The war we lived through. The demons we defeated. The truths we found. The fights we fixed. The pregnancy scare.
All these thoughts started a whole new batch of tears.
The next morning, I woke up in the bathtub. I held back a little bit of laughter at the stupidity of where I was sleeping. But I couldn't sleep in the bed; it reminded me of Dean too much. This was the only other alternative.
I got up and looked in the mirror. There was a black and blue mark from where Dean's hand met my face. I touched it without thinking about what I was doing.
Instead of staying in my room all day, I went down into the kitchen and found Sam flipping through some text books. He looked up when I came inside. Alex must have told him, because he didn't say anything.
"What's up," I asked, trying to stay away from the subject of me and Dean.
"Nothing. I'm looking at some text books. I want to get a head start," he said and turned his gaze back to the books.
I grabbed some cereal and milk to make myself breakfast. "Cool."
He nodded and the rest of the time went in silence. As I finished up my cereal, I could tell Sam was debating on something.
"Spit it out, Sam," I told him as I put my bowl in the sink.
"What," he asked innocently.
"I'm psychic, remember," I said,
"I want to show you something tonight around seven, okay?"
I nodded before sarcastically saying, "I guess we shouldn't tell Alex, huh?"
"Jess," he scolded, "That's not what I'm talking about."
"I know," I told him, "I'll be ready by seven."
I gave him a smile and he rolled his eyes as I walked out of the room.
o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o
This was definitely a flip coin by doing this. I was afraid of what Dean would do to me if he found out. Probably smash my face in, followed by telling me not to mess in his affairs.
I brought Jess to this lake. I found it when I was in Stanford – the first time. If you watch the sunset, you see all these reds, oranges, and pinks. Then there are mountains on the other side. All and all it's really a really cool place.
"What are we doing out here," she asked as she got out of the car.
"I figured you needed someone to talk to."
"Alex," she asked.
"Sometimes you don't tell people things because you're afraid they'll judge. I can't judge. Dean's my brother and you're practically my fiancé's sister."
She cocked an eyebrow at me before she said, "What did you see?"
I laughed at her a little, "Something you don't want to know about."
"Uh-huh. You're a bad lair, ya know that, right?"
I nodded, "Yeah."
We were silent for a few minutes before Jess decided to tell me. She dove in, telling me what happened between her and Dean. After she was done, it took me a few seconds to calm down and try not to find Dean and kill him.
"He called you," she said, "I knew he would. He's proud of you."
"Seems like it," I scoffed.
I smiled, "I wish he would show it."
"Me too, Sam," she told me, "Me too."
For a while, we were really quiet. Then I decided to tell Jess what I saw last night in my dream… or at least help her find what I saw. "You should call Dean."
She shook her head, "We're done. I probably shouldn't."
She needed to call his cell phone. My vision needed to happen, "Just think about it." I didn't want to push her, otherwise she'd read my mind and that would ruin the whole thing. God, this was aggravating.
"Okay," she said, "But we need to get back to the house."
"Tommy's crying and he wants you. Alex can't calm him."
I laughed a little, "Alright."
We got in the car and I started to pull out when Jess said, "Mary's going to look like her Daddy."
I smiled, "Stop giving away the ending."
Thanks everyone for voting on the title! The title that won was 'The Winchester Code'. So you can go look for it on my profile. :) Thanks so much to everyone who read the story, reviewed it, or just talked about it! You guys are such a big help!
Now go read the sequel! Lol.