Dean was reluctant at first. It took Rowena quite a while to convince him
she meant no harm. That she truly wanted to help Sam, and she needed him close
to her to help him get through the curse he was put under. He really didn’t
want to let Sam go, he wanted him right by him, to help him through this. But
somehow Rowena convinced him.
What she didn’t tell Dean, of course, was that she was lying.
She knew that Sam wasn’t in fact, cursed. It was much worse than that.
Rowena knew Dean wouldn’t understand the truth. He wouldn’t be able to let Sam
go if he knew. So she did what she knew would work. Sometimes lies have to be
told, she thought.
***
“Rowena, where are we going?” Sam was confused. He didn’t know why he
was leaving the bunker with Rowena, and why Dean wasn’t coming with them. They
walked out the bunker door, with Dean watching until they had passed through
the bunker door.
“It’s alright dearie, I’ll explain everything soon, I promise.” Rowena
patted his arm.
They walked together to the road and got into a waiting taxi. Sam knew
something was wrong, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Something
was confusing him. He couldn’t keep his thoughts straight. Rowena watched him
the entire ride back to her hotel, waiting to see what Sam might do next.
But nothing surfaced. Sam was mostly quiet during the short ride,
staring out the window, but his mind was thinking hard.
“Rowena, what’s going on?” he asked quietly. Rowena sighed and touched
Sam’s cheek, turning it towards her. She knew he needed patience. And calm
words.
“Samuel, do you remember working with me? Practicing magic?”
Sam smiled, his eyes now staring at Rowena. “of course I do.”
“Do you remember when you started feeling the fear?”
Sam’s eyes went dark, his smile fading. “Yes, I remember that too.”
“Samuel, do you remember how that happened?” Sam turned away from
Rowena to look out the window at the passing traffic.
“No,” was his short, pained reply.
“It’s ok, you know. That’s why we’re leaving. So I can help
you.” Sam nodded, but did not verbally respond.
“Alright dearie, just trust me, ok? I’ll explain the lot as soon as we
get back to my hotel, ok?” Sam nodded again, resting his head on the cool
glass, staring out into the city.
Rowena’s brow crinkled. This is how it started the first time, with Sam
becoming distant. But soon they arrived at the hotel, and Rowena was able to get
Sam inside without difficulty.
It was inside when the trouble began.
Rowena sat him down on the bed and began explaining the situation to Sam. “I
still don’t know what happened, Samuel, but somehow you unleashed this upon
yourself – accidentally, of course.”
Sam frowned and nodded. “ok, “ he answered. He was looking past Rowena when
he spoke to her. He started breathing heavily and his arms wrapped around
himself, shaking.
“Samuel, are you doing alright?” Rowena bent forward to look into his eyes.
He was not alright. Rowena knew if
she didn’t find a counter spell soon, Sam’s situation would likely turn
permanent. She knew the lie she told Dean about the hex bag would become
unraveled soon, and Dean would never trust her again. She needed to fix this
before the truth was revealed. She cast one more spell and watched as Sam
froze, eyes staring at nothing.
She was running out of time.
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