Lies and revenge
Summary: When Treville was a solider his best friend Pierre Degrand turned out to be a spy working against France. Pierre vowed one day he would get revenge against Treville. Nineteen years later Pierre is back to carry out his revenge, which involves d'Artagnan. Treville is forced to tell the other musketeers his secret.
Chapter one: An old friend
Nineteen years ago – just outside Paris
It was raining hard as Treville looked at the man before him. "Please tell me that you are not the spy Pierre," he said, a mixture of sadness and anger in his voice. He didn't want to believe his friend was a spy - he could only hope he was wrong.
"I did what I had to do," replied Pierre Degrand. "What are you going to do? Kill me? You wouldn't do that - I know you."
"You have betrayed me and our brothers in arms." Treville drew out his sword. "You have betrayed France!" With one swift, determined movement, Treville struck Degrand in the leg with his sword. His former friend fell to floor. "The others will be here in a matter of seconds. Soon everybody will know what you have done."
Pierre looked up at Treville, a look of sad disappointment on his face. "After everything I have done for you, you are going to do this to me?" He shook his head. "I will not forget this, Treville," he vowed. "If I get out of this alive I will find you and I will have my revenge."
"Do your worst," Treville said, as the sound of horses drew nearer.
The Musketeers Garrison– nineteen years later
Treville had just finished reprimanding two of his finest Musketeers for a prank they had played on d'Artagnan. The prank hadn't bothered d'Artagnan at all (he had suffered worse back in Gascony) but Porthos and Aramis had been spotted by the baker's wife who had reported the incident back to Treville, thinking they had been harming an innocent boy. D'Artagnan was annoyed to be called 'an innocent boy' and Aramis and Porthos were biting their lips to prevent themselves from laughing. Even Athos was struggling to keep a straight face. If he were honest with himself, Treville also found the situation funny but he managed to keep the amusement off his face better than his three Musketeers could.
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Treville paused in his remonstrations long enough to say "Come in." Expecting a musketeer returning with yet another report, Treville was shocked to see an older man with a limp enter his office. This was a man he hadn't seen in nineteen years, but he knew instantly who he was - Pierre Degrand.
Treville looked at Athos, Porthos, Aramis and d'Artagnan. He knew he should tell them what this man had done but something stopped him. "You may go and don't get into any more trouble," he instructed his men. "Do your duties."
"Yes sir," said Aramis, a little too quickly. Treville knew that tone well. It was the tone of a man who wanted an adventure. Porthos and d'Artagnan had same looks on their faces. Eager to be on their way, the musketeers and d'Artagnan walked out of Treville's office leaving the Captain with one of the people he hated the most.
"What are you doing here?" asked Treville sharply, the amusement of the previous situation was gone. He looked at the man who was once his friend.
"The young lad," said Pierre lightly, not answering Treville's question or seeming to notice the tone of voice Treville was using. "He looks at bit like your late brother, Luc"
"I fail to see any likeness," replied Treville seriously. "Now, what do you want? I should kill you where you stand."
Pierre smiled bitterly. "I see you are still not happy with me. I thought after all this time you would let go of some of your anger. After all, it's been nearly two decades now."
Treville looked at Pierre, unable to believe what he was hearing. "You betrayed me and our brothers. You only cared about yourself. You let innocent people die and the worst thing is you're not sorry for what you did."
"And you," snapped Pierre. "You could have forgiven me and helped me, like I helped you. But you tossed me in the gutter and damaged my leg, which, as you can see, never healed properly. I vowed one day you would pay."
"Are you threatening me?" asked Treville.
"No, I am warning you." hissed Pierre. "I will make you pay for what you did to me and all the years I have suffered because of you!"
Treville stood up. "Don't blame me, you chose your path and you must face the consequences of your actions."
Pierre smiled. "You are right. I will leave you for now, but you will hear from me soon." He bowed mockingly to Treville and left the Captain's office. Treville sat back down and closed his eyes. Sometimes he wished life were easier.