The Weaver

Jess had a secret, which comes to light only now, after her death.

A possible 1rst season´s "secret episode". Hahahahah.

A/N: Thanks to Supernatural_Twilight_Junkie for the great help (and amazing job) correcting my poor English. You are wonderful, girl!

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Prologue

_ What weird thing ..._ Sam muttered to himself as he checked his cell phone. The older brother craned his neck over Sam´s shoulders while driving.

_ Which can be stranger than a guy who is lying to his friends?

_ We already talked about it._ The younger Winchester replied to Dean, angry and defensive. As if it was not enough that Dean practically extracted him like a tooth from the best chance of a lifetime, and not even two months since Jess had died, Dean seemed jealous that he has been communicating with a friend or another. Of course, it was no longer with the same frequency as before, because although Sam did not admit, he was ashamed of having to spread lies and more lies to people he considered friends. But those calls he had received ... Were unexpected.

_Dean, Jessica's sister is calling me. Sending me text messages.

Dean raised an eyebrow. Joining this delicate subject was not as fun considering that Sam was being stubborn. So he asked, hoping that Sam just did not wish to keep talking about it; just did not want to see Sam really sad, neither argue with him:

_ Oh ... well, and what does she say?

_ She says she is very depressed with her sister´s death. Asks me to call her back. Because she needs to know something that maybe I can explain.

Sam looked significantly at his brother. Dean heavily sighed, trying to stop the curse that involuntarily had formed on his lips. Better take it easy, he thought. The Jess subject has to be treated with care, or Sam will slip like a soapy fish away from us.

_ Good, it's natural that she wants to talk to you, right? You were Jessica's boyfriend. But Sam, she wants the truth, and we cannot tell the truth to her.

_ If we knew the truth, why not? _ The younger man promptly replied, annoyed.

_Sam! C´mon, don't treat me as I was against you in it.

_ Great. 'Cause I'll talk to Samantha. And gonna find out how I can help her.

- You cannot help! _ Dean was shocked by the determined attitude of his brother. Did not want war about it right now, but this idea of meeting the sister of his dead girlfriend did not seem very productive. They were in search of their father, and Sam going to spend their time reviewing old photos of his college's dead lover would not help in motivating him.

_ She thinks I can. It's the least I can do._ Sam ostensibly entered the numbers in the cell phone for Dean to see that he could not complain about his decision. The older guy just scratched his head, annoyed, but already persuaded.

I

Carmel, California

Dean whistled as a sign of admiration, when they were getting off the Impala in front of a posh mansion. Jessica's sister had invited them to her own house, and now they stood by it, a delicious hot day, pushing the bell.

_ Do you think is possible that, while you two talk, she would mind letting me use the pool?

Sam, who had been more introspective up there, just smiled, malicious:

_ I did not want to use it as incentive to come, but I think you will like to meet Samantha. If I know you even a little.

_ I don't like comforting depressed girls "that way", if that's what you mean. I respect the feelings of your girlfriend's sister. _Dean was offended, he was justifying himself when the door opened.

_Samantha Jones! I ... I'm Dean Winchester, and this is my brother Sam ... I think you already know him! _Dean was caught by surprise when confronted with the woman of his dreams, that is, the woman of his erotic dreams. Samantha Jones, which has inspired five of the best Heavy Metal covers of in recent years, twice Penthouse's cover, three times voted the owner of the country's most beautiful pair of boobs... no! He could hardly believe his eyes, and tried to keep them at height of her eyes, though the temptation to give her boobs a check was difficult to control. He now replaced his smirk to his friendly face smile. Sam, you bastard, you could have told me that you were banging my muse's sister, he thought, indignantly.

Samantha responded to his pathetic performance with a gentle smile, hugging Sam like someone who trusts him with her life. Sam and his friendly teddy bear face! Dean cannot avoid a slight envy at the moment, his brother's attribute he so often mocked.

She was simply fantastic and seeing her "live" was much better than in magazines. Heck, she is so beautiful even without Photoshop and such! Dean could not watch the exchange of greetings between Sam and her. They entered the house, which inevitably was a tribute to her own beauty. Oversized frames and posters of its owner, adorning most of the rooms through which they passed by. Samantha was very gentle, but you could see that she was tired and depressed. The make-up did not hide that she was going through a period of many tears and sleepless nights. Dean regretted having told his brother that was not in his nature to comfort depressed girls.

...

Samantha was sitting with a pile of wadded Kleenex at her side, in front of Sam, who in turn had a stack of wadded tissues in front. Dean looked ecstatic to his muse, and his face was not hiding it. Nor then she was ugly, and now he was sure that her breasts were natural! He should have voted more times for her boobs as champions, he remembered with some respect. But then Samantha said something that awakened the hunter inside. Not that it was for him, exactly:

_Sam, you know, despite what they say, that it was a gas leak ... Do you think it could have been something else?

_But it was a gas leak, Samantha. Why do you say that?

_ You know ... oh good, Jess had a few issues ... And I've had horrible dreams with her ...

_ What kind of dreams? _ Dean burst into the conversation so abruptly, the other two appeared to surprise. After all, he had been so quiet the last two hours there, between them, who even had forgotten his presence.

_Oh, Dean ... I cannot say. I know that this kind of dream to be normal for those who lost a sister, the only sister, as I lost, but it seems like it ... If she hated me and blamed me for her death.

_Samantha ... _ the younger man began, taking her hand between his own._ That had nothing to do with you. Believe me.

_ I believe you, Sam. Ah ... Jess and I were very connected, you know. But ... I can swear, Sam, my sister is not ... In Peace. I have not been able to sleep because every time I close my eyes, I see her shadow. Sometimes I hear my name ... But the worst is that it isn't the sweet tone that she always had to me ... It is her voice, but as accusing me of something I had done!

Dean tried to look at his brother, and found a significant and painful "Really?" If it was not only the imagination of a disconsolate sister, Jess could have no rest, but it could be something else. And Sam definitely had an obligation to do something about it. And he ... He was a hunter, would not let something like this to torment the poor Samantha, would he?

...

In the motel, each in his bed, Dean looks at the ceiling and sighs:

_ You could have told me who was your girlfriend's sister.

_ Oh my, Dean, the fact they are sisters makes no difference to me.

_ Selfish.

_ I'll ignore this, Dean. Samantha loved Jess and vice versa. Sometimes the sisters had disagreements, but nothing that could have caused some deep hurt in Jess. At least this is the version of Samantha. But it makes sense she is being haunted by a sister with whom she hadn't any kind of issues?

- And as we cannot hear the other part, we must find evidence that it was not like or believe what she says, isn't it? _Dean tried to put focus on his brother, felt that because it was about Sam's beloved, he was being biased. Was their father biased to investigate the case of the yellow Eyed Demon? He thought, but soon decided that to think of it now was not a good way to help Sam to solve the case of a possible Jess ghost.

Sam was going to answer something, but thought it was best to keep quiet. Dean was right, it was better to try to separate things.

To avoid confusion, the day after Dean was asking questions about Jess on the Stanford campus, and Sam was at the motel, making calls and attending social network pages where he met the two sisters' old friends and relatives.

When the two met for dinner, had some news to share.

To be continued...

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A/N: I know Jessica's surname is Moore, but for artistic purposes, her older sister Samantha uses their mother's née surname as hers.