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Secrets

Chapter 12 – Blue Oyster Club

Dean rubbed his eyes as he turned off the laptop. He looked over and smiled at the sleeping form of his brother. Sam had fallen asleep shortly after they had finished their discussion. Dean sighed as he thought about the newest wrinkle in their life. If the demon could get to Sam using this 'connection' did that mean it could track Sam?

Dean refused to believe that his brother would be turned, he had to believe it or else his greatest fear would come true. Sam thought it was that he would be left alone…and that was true to some extent. But his greatest fear came from the knowledge that if Sam was turned and became evil…he would have to end it. He could not let Sam suffer, nor would he want anyone else to kill his brother. So Dean would be watchful and he would make sure that that situation never happened.

Sam moaned and tried to sit up on the bed, his chest was still sore and his head was throbbing. "What time is it?" Sam croaked as he finally managed to sit up.

"Almost 8:00 p.m." Dean answered as he moved to help Sam to his feet. Sam shrugged his brother's hands off and headed for the bathroom. "Don't take too long Sam…we still need to figure out how we are going to take this bitch down."

"I'll be right back Dean…did you find anything else out on the computer?" Sam paused before entering the bathroom.

"Not really, just that this chick has really been on a killing spree. With her Obi Wan abilities she can do this indefinitely Sam. If the police find her, she just tells them it's not her…and they will believe it. We have to do something to stop her."

"I know Dean…but I want to talk to her first, ok?" Sam saw Dean beginning to argue, but cut him off as he entered the bathroom to take his shower.

Sam hissed as the warm water ran down his chest, reminding him that the demon had been close. Yet somehow he knew that the demon was not actually physically here. He couldn't explain it, but he knew that the episode had happened because of the link between him and Trisha.

Deciding that he needed to hurry and finish getting ready, Sam quickly left the bathroom and was surprise to see that Dean was not in the room. Sam panicked for a moment, thinking that Dean had left him…but a moment later the door opened and in walked Dean with his back pack.

"Just thought I'd grab a few things…you know, just in case she doesn't wanna talk." Dean said casually as he began to check his weapons.

"Dean, we have to try…I think we can help her. She just needs to be shown the truth." Sam said quietly

"Yeah, like it worked out so well for Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker…remember Darth didn't make it and Luke almost died." Dean turned to look at Sam. "Look Sam, I get it, you want to try to save her. And believe me, if there is a way to help her, I'm in…but I won't let her kill you Sam, do you understand me?"

Sam realized that Dean was trying to meet him half way. "Sure Dean…don't worry, if she tries to hurt anyone else, I'll do what needs to be done." Sam looked away for a moment and he remembered the last time he was asked to make that choice…he had failed his father then, but he would not fail Dean.

"So Dean, how are you planning on avoiding her mind control powers huh?" Sam asked looking at his brother.

"Well, I thought I'd start by using these." Dean pulled out a pair of ear plugs

Sam shook his head. "Dean, those won't work! You may as well do like the guy in 'Signs' and wear a helmet made of tin foil!"

Dean looked at Sam. "You know Sam; some of the things from those kinds of shows aren't too far off…"

Sam looked at Dean like he had grown two heads. "Dude, you gotta be kidding me!"

Dean turned to finish checking his weapons. "Well I haven't heard you come up with anything better…besides, I can't wait to introduce myself to people in the bar as your brother…"

Sam shook his head. "Dean I'm serious…the last time you got near a guy with this ability, you almost killed yourself. Maybe you should just stay here…"

"Ah…let me think about that for a moment…that would be no freakin way." Dean glared at Sam. "You are not going to handle this on your own without backup…either we both go or neither one of us goes."

Sam sighed and finished getting dressed. He knew it was not use arguing with his brother. He'd just follow Sam anyway. It would be better if Sam knew where he was so he could keep an eye on him.

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Sam and Dean entered the Blue Oyster Bar and headed for a small table near the back. Sam turned and scanned the crowd, but didn't see any sign of the girl from his vision. He jumped when Dean place a hand on his shoulder and leaned in closer to speak over the music. "Do you see her?"

Sam just shook his head and took his seat. "No, but she's near…I can feel it."

Dean nodded. "Ok, you stay right here…I'm going to get us a couple of beers and see if I can find out anything from the bartender."

Sam snickered, same old Dean. He watched as Dean made his way through the crowd, he stopped and chatted with a few girls on his way to the bar, leaving them giggling and obviously enjoying the view as he left. Sam shook his head, he wondered if he would ever be that comfortable around women.

"Sure you will sugar…why don't you let me show you how?" A voice said in his mind. Sam turned around trying to find the source. He knew it was Trisha.

"Where are you?" Sam called out; trying to catch Dean's eye…but Dean was too busy talking to the bartender to notice.

"I'm here Sammy…and I'm waiting for you. I've got something special planned for you and that handsome brother of yours."

"Show yourself Trisha, I just want to talk to you. You don't understand what you've gotten yourself into here." Sam felt silly talking out loud with no one there, but he knew that she could hear him.

As Sam turned to once again get Dean's attention, he noticed that Dean suddenly stood up straight and headed back towards him. Sam smiled with relief, he and Dean would need to begin searching; Trisha had to be close by.

Dean walked up and placed two beers down on the table. "Hey there Sammy."

Sam thought Dean sounded slightly off, but then maybe it was just him. "Dean, we need to be careful…she's here, somewhere. We need to find her."

Dean put his hand on Sam's shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry Sammy; you need to learn to relax a little more. I'm sure she'll find us when she's ready."

Sam turned and took a longer look at his brother, Dean looked the same, but there was something about his eyes that wasn't right. A moment later, Sam realized that Trisha must be using her mind control on Dean. Sam had to get Dean out of here and fast. "Come on Dean, I think it's time we left this place."

Dean pulled back and looked at Sam. "But we were just starting to have fun…you really are such a party pooper Sam." Dean turned and started to head back towards the bar, intending to get another beer. But Sam grabbed him around the shoulders and forcefully steered him towards the door. As they exited into the cool night air, Dean whirled around and faced Sam angrily.

"Who the hell died and made you boss. I'm just trying to have a little fun for a change…and you drag me out here. Now leave me alone!" Dean shoved Sam hard enough for his little brother to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Sam didn't wait, he immediately swept Dean's feet out from under him and grabbing Dean, Sam pinned him to the ground. "Dean, she's controlling you…you have to fight it man." Sam huffed as Dean once more managed to get the upper hand. Sam was an excellent fighter but he was at a disadvantage…he was trying to not hurt Dean. While Dean was doing his best to punch his lights out. Sam groaned as Dean's fist connected with his eye…he was definitely going to have a shiner.

Suddenly Sam saw movement from the corner of his eye. Turning to face the new threat, he never saw Dean pull the gun and he never saw his brother bringing the handle down on the back of his head. His last vision was of the young woman who stood in front of him smiling.

TBC

Raven524: Thanks again for all the reviews. It looks like the alerts are up and working again, so hopefully more of you will find the story. Poor Sam, having to fight both Dean and Trisha…how will he get out of this one? Hmmmm…well, guess I'll just have to write a bit more to find out. Unless you all are tired of this story….