– A/N: This chapter may be a little hard to read for some, I don't know how y'all will feel about it. Some readers may find it hard to read and others may be like, "Psh…I don't even know what she was ." I just want to warn though; it may be a little gruesome. Like I said before, I don't know how readers will feel but I had to show why Meckenzie disliked Chase so much. Well, keep reading! And happy times!

Ok, I did forget to mention this part in the last chapter, so I went back and added it. "She wasn't thinking how unintelligent it was when she started her pacing, being so high off the ground. She was just concentrating on her ranting at Reid." So, normal people wouldn't pace the back of a truck bed. Like Draco's Secret Lover pointed out, we would just jump down and pace on the ground. Sometimes, we just don't think and that even includes Mary Sue-ish characters.

Chapter Eleven
Remembered In A Dream

Meckenzie woke briefly to the sound of snoring coming from near by.

"Tyler, you're snoring." Meckenzie picked up the extra pillow from behind her head and threw it at Annalise's bed. Tyler momentarily quit snoring and Meckenzie fell back asleep.

"Chase, what are you doing?" a younger Meckenzie asked the back of a young teenage boy.

"Come look, cousin." Meckenzie walked closer and was horrified at what she saw. Chase had a magical hold on his pet dog, Matty. The dog was floating about a foot off the ground. It looked like Matty was being pulled in different directions by invisible force fields. She could hear the dog whining and whimpering. She could see the dog's flesh starting to tear.

"Chase! Stop it! You're hurting him!" Meckenzie yelled.

"That's the point," Chase told her sinisterly.

When he wouldn't stop she did the only thing she could think of. She picked up a rather large stick and hit him over the head with it. The dog and Chase immediately collapsed to the ground. Meckenzie leaned over the dog to see if it was still breathing and luckily it was. She used all the power she had to try and heal the animal but it died within moments.

Meckenzie could feel hands on her shoulders and she was being hauled up to her feet. It was the same hands, belonged to a man, that were pulling her towards the mansion on the top of the hill. The person shoved her up the large front steps and through the door. Meckenzie was herded through hallways and set on a bench in front of a door. The man who was with her went through the door and a girl just a couple years older than her sat down.

"Meckenzie, I know it wasn't you. It's been Chase," she said.

"Thank you, Sofia, but they won't think so. All they'll see is that Chase was lying there unconscious while I was using on Matty. They'll think I did them all." Meckenzie had silent tears running down her face.

"But what if I tell them…"

"No," Meckenzie interrupted her. "They won't listen. Chase's is their prodigy child. They'll just think you've been helping. You have to go now."

"I love you, blood sister."

"I love you too, sister." The girls put their hands together touching palms, so they looked mirror imaged. Sofia had just left and was barely out of sight when the door opened again and the same man ushered her back through. The man followed her down the circular stone pathway and into a similarly circular room with two doors on the other side. The man walked to the doors and knocked twice. The doors slowly swung open. Meckenzie walked through the doors and after she was in, they swung shut behind her.

"Meckenzie Zoe Danforth, explain yourself!" the man in the middle said.

"Master, I didn't do it. It was Chase," Meckenzie said.

"Chase! Chase wouldn't do it. Chase wouldn't kill 15 animals by torturing them with his powers. He's smarter than that. Besides, you attacked your cousin," the man told her.

"I swear it wasn't me! It was Chase!" Meckenzie cried.

"And now you're lying. Punishment is whipping, ten lashes," the man said. "Hopefully this will teach you a lesson that you won't forget."

"NO!" Meckenzie screamed as she was being pulled out of the room. She was lead up the stairs again and into another large room. She was sat down in a chair and everyone else left the room. Sofia snuck into the room through a side door. Meckenzie started crying at the sight of her best friend, second only to Annalise.

"Meckie, I heard everything. I can't believe they're doing this to you. You should have let me talk to them," Sofia told her as she knelt by her.

"No, because then you'd be in this with me," Meckenzie told her.

"At least you wouldn't be alone."

"Where's Annalise?" Meckenzie asked.

"She's still in town with her friends," Sofia assured her.

"Good. You have to go, now."

"No, I'm gonna stay with you. I'm going to be here and holding her hands. And don't you tell me no because I'm staying."

"Sofia, I'm scared."

"I know, sweetie, I know." The older girl wrapped her in a hug.

Just then a group of men entered the room soon followed by Chase, one man had a leather whip. Meckenzie was forced to kneel in the middle of the floor. A man took a blade and sliced the back of her shirt open, exposing her bare back. Another man tied her hands together in front of her. Sofia sat on the floor and took hold of her hands.

"Here, bite down on this." Sofia pulled a heavy-duty cardboard tube out of her pocket. It was wrapped in colored string and was about six inches long. Sofia stuck the tube in Meckenzie's mouth and she bit down. "Now, just look at me. Keeping looking at me no matter what happens or how much it hurts." She took Meckenzie's hands in hers again.

The man with the whip stepped up behind Meckenzie. With the first strike, Meckenzie started crying and the slices on her back formed welts and started bleeding. The second and third strikes of the three-tipped whip started to make her bare skin raw.

"Meckenzie, keep looking at me. You have to look at me," Sofia told her. Meckenzie glanced at Chase and he smirked at her. She turned back to Sofia and locked eyes with her her, Sofia's tears started to match her own. After three more strikes, Meckenzie's back was covered in blood and raw flesh and she collapsed to the floor.

"Stop this!" Sofia yelled. "Can't you see you're going to kill her?!"

"Ten lashings, that's what's gonna be served," the man with the whip said.

"Then I'll take what's left," Sofia told him.

"Sof, no. You can't," Meckenzie told her quietly.

"Just shut up. I love you and I'm gonna do it," Sofia said sternly.

"Fine by me," the whip man said. Sofia removed her shirt and kneeled next to Meckenzie, taking her hand once more. The girls held hands tightly, while the man gave Sofia the remaining four blows of Meckenzie's unmerited punishment. When he was finished, Sofia laid down next to Meckenzie. When she looked up, Sofia could see Chase smiling. She could have sworn she saw laughter in his eyes.

Meckenzie woke up with a start and her eyes full of tears. She looked over and saw Annalise and Tyler sleeping peacefully, wondering why she couldn't ever sleep like that. She could feel pain in the scars on her back. She missed not having Sofia around anymore and was feeling alone and confused. Sofia had always been the one she talked to if she couldn't talk to Annalise.

Not wanting to bother Annalise and Tyler, Meckenzie got out of bed and padded silently down the hall, arms wrapped around herself, wishing she had on more clothes than just her tank top and little bitty shorts. She stopped at room 315 and knocked firmly but not hard enough to wake anybody but the inhabitant. A shirtless, sleep driven Reid opened the door and immediately knew she had been crying.

"Get in here," Reid said pulling her inside and closing the door. "Are you okay? You've been crying."

"Yes…and no," she told him. Reid led her over to the bed and sat down against the wall with his pillows behind him. He pulled her down, pulled the covers up over them both, and wrapped his arms around her.

"Tell me what's going on," he told her.

"Well, I couldn't sleep."

"And why not?"

"For one, Tyler was snoring. I don't know how Anna can sleep like that."

"I just throw a pillow over his face. But Tyler's snoring doesn't even make me cry, so what else is there bothering you?" he asked her.

"I keep having this dream. It's always the same dream. Ok, well it's not a dream, more of a memory." Meckenzie told Reid about Chase killing the animals using his powers, how she tried to save Matty and being caught using her powers. She told him about the wrongful beating her and Sofia took and Chase smiling while watching.

"That's horrible. And they wouldn't listen about Chase being the one killing animals?"

"Chase was their prodigy child, both father and mother had powers. He was special; the sun rose and fell for him. And each time I have the dream, my scars start hurting."

"What scars? I've never seen any and everyone would have noticed them at swim practice," he told her surprised.

"Since I couldn't make them go away, I put a spell on them. Only those who know about them can see them. I got tired of other people talking and pointing, thinking it was abuse. I had to do something."

"But Kenzie, it was abuse, you didn't deserve that punishment."

"I've hated Chase since we were kids. That's why when the Elders found out about Chase and Caleb I offered to come. I've been following Chase's whereabouts since he left the manor. When Chase stayed here for more than a couple of weeks I had to know what interested him. I studied you and the others. I knew that Caleb wouldn't hurt unless he had too."

"That's actually kind of creepy," Reid told her.

"I know but I had to make sure Chase didn't hurt anyone. When I realized who Chase was after, I knew you guys could handle it."

"So when you got the opportunity to prove you were right about him, you tried to take it?"

"Yeah, but they still wouldn't listen."

"So how bad was it? The whipping?" he asked her quietly.

"It was really bad." Meckenzie pulled her tank top up over her head, leaving her sitting in front of Reid in nothing but her racer back sports bra. The scars were anywhere from two to six inches long and covered the middle and lower parts of her back. He ran a hand over the disfiguring markings that had troubled her for so long. The warm touch of his hand against her cold skin sent chills up and down her flesh. Reid pulled her back to him and covered them up again. She curled up against his bare chest and closed her eyes.

"It's been a long day," Reid whispered. "Go to sleep, beautiful." It wasn't long before she had done just that.