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Secrets

Chapter 2 – Double Vision

Dean watched helplessly as for the second time that night his brother was forced to endure another vision. As Sam's body began to tremble, Dean pulled Sam into his arms and began to speak softly to him. He just hoped that Sam could feel that his brother was there and would be waiting for him when he came back.

The nightclub was noisy and full of young people dancing. Suddenly a young woman screamed and slapped the man that had been dancing with her. The man growled and grabbed her arm. "You bitch; you lead me on and then decide you don't want any. Well, I don't need to beg lady. Why don't you run back home to mama where you belong sweet cheeks."

The man slammed his beer down on the table and got up to leave. He quickly left the Oyster Bar and hopped onto his Harley. Gunning the bike as he left, he tried to shake the bad vibes from the psycho chick. As he pulled into his parking garage, he waved at the parking attendant and headed for his condo on the top floor.

As he approached his door, he felt someone behind him. Dropping his key, he began to turn to see who was there when a soft voice sounded behind him. "Don't turn around, get your key and open the door Jordan."

Jordan picked up the key and opened the door. He entered the living room and stood, his body trembling. "Good Boy. Now head for the bedroom, you've been a bad boy Jordan and bad boys must be punished." The soft voice said as it followed Jordon into the bedroom.

Dean felt his brother begin to struggle as he held him. "Calm down Sammy, you're safe. Come on Sam!" Dean could feel the sweat soaking through his brother's shirt as Sam tossed and moaned in his arms. Dean watched in horror as Sam's nose began to bleed. Grabbing for the wash rag that he had dropped on the nightstand, Dean tried to stop the flow. "Oh God Sam" Dean cried as he realized that the time that he thought he had was quickly running out. As he held his brother his mind flashed back to the day in the hospital when his father had come into his room.

"I just want you to know that I'm so proud of you" John said as he gazed at his son.

"Why are you saying this stuff?" Dean asked confused.

"I want you to watch out for Sammy ok?"

"Yeah Dad, you know I will, you're scarin' me"

"Don't be scared Dean" John said with a sad smile on his face. John leaned forward, his face close to Dean's ear as he whispered.

"There are more children like Sam Dean. All of them with abilities; some have already been turned and more will be turned unless you and Sam can stop it. Sam is the key Dean, many will follow him, you have to make sure he doesn't lose his way Dean…you have to make him strong.

The time is coming when evil will try to take over, all the signs are here. You and Sam have to stop it Dean. Don't tell Sam son, he's not ready. He's already had too much to handle.

Dean blinked and stared at his father in horror. But John smiled softly at Dean, patting him one more time on the shoulder before leaving his son's room.

Dean wanted to know more, how was Sam the key…the key to what? His father made it sound like Sam was some kind of pied piper for the chosen. He knew how much Max had affected Sam when he couldn't save him. What would happen if Sam found out he was supposed to save them? What would happen if Sam was turned…he knew his brother would sacrifice himself if he thought the cause was right. How was he supposed to keep Sam safe from himself?

Dean was pulled back to the present as he heard his brother scream.

Jordon was laying on the bed, his nude body was battered and torn, a look of terror on his face as a knife once again penetrated his chest and pierced his heart. Jordan groaned as the life left his eyes. "I knew you would last longer. Too bad that you still had to die. I might have enjoyed keeping you around for a bit longer. But all good things must come to an end"

"NO! Please, don't!" Sam screamed as his body arched off the bed. If Dean hadn't been holding him, his brother would have ended up on the floor.

"Sammy!" Dean called his brother's name. But Sam's eyes were still not focused. "Sam, you need to come back now. Do you hear me…you need to come back!" Dean watched as Sam swallowed, running a shaking hand through his sweat drenched hair.

"Dean?" Sam whispered, not sure his voice would work. He was so tired and his head was ready to split open. But he knew that he needed to start researching. He had a name now, Blue Oyster Bar and Grill. He had to start looking before the picture faded. Sam tried to sit up, but Dean gently pushed him back onto the bed.

"Dean, I have to start doing research…we have to get moving!" Sam tried again and fell back as his body refused to obey his commands. The room was spinning at an alarming rate. It wasn't fair, Sam felt like he had been on an all night binge, but he never got to have the fun that went with it.

"You need to rest Sam. Was it the same vision?" Dean asked. He really didn't want to push Sam, but he also knew that time was not Sam's friend. If he didn't analyze his vision soon after he had them, details were lost.

Sam sighed. He really didn't want to go through this, but one look at Dean and he knew that his brother wasn't going to leave him alone until he told him. "No Dean, it was two separate visions, but both had a similar theme to them. I got to watch two men tortured and killed…God, I can still see their faces Dean…they were terrified." Sam swallowed, trying to erase the vision from his mind.

"Ok, so do you know what we are dealing with Sam?" Dean pressed.

"I'm not sure, I never saw what was attacking them, but there was a woman's voice. It was weird, she seemed to be able to use some kind of mind control to subdue the men, but then it looked like she also had telekinetic abilities as well." Sam thought back over what he had witnessed. "But I have the name of a bar…the Blue Oyster Bar and Grill. We need to find out where it is Dean."

"We will Sam, but first you need to get some rest. I mean it. You won't be doing anybody any good if you fall flat on your face." Dean sat down beside Sam and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Sam sighed, he really was tired. "Dean?" Sam said quietly as his eyes began to close.

"Yeah Sam?"

"Can you wake me if I…you know…I keep seeing their faces Dean."

"Don't worry Sam, I'll keep watch and wake you…now relax." Dean watched as Sam's eyes closed and his breathing evened out. He just hoped that Sam could get a few hours of sleep.

Meanwhile, Dean decided to do some research on the Blue Oyster Bar and Grill. If he was lucky, he would have a destination by the time Sam woke up.

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A few hours later Dean jumped as he heard his brother moan in his sleep. He must have fallen asleep while he was reading the newspaper articles from the small town in Indiana. Moving quickly to the bed, Dean sat beside Sam and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's ok Sam, you're just dreaming."

Sam moaned again, but settled down at the touch from his brother. Dean sighed, he knew that Sam would be waking soon and they would be on their way. He figured that the best time to talk to Sam was while they were in the car and on the way. That way at least Sam wouldn't be able to run away from him; but Dean deserved it if Sam did run. He should have been honest with Sam from the beginning.

As Sam settled once more into sleep, Dean stood and looked down at the innocence that was his brother. He hated that what he had to tell him was going to probably destroy that innocence. He stood there for a long time, remembering and wishing that he could save Sam from what was coming. He just hoped that his father was right in placing his trust in Dean's abilities to protect Sam…if not, he stood to lose more than his brother.

TBC

Raven524: Ok, so Dean hasn't really told Sam yet, but the secret is out of the bag. Let me know what you think…I'm waiting!!