Chapter 36: Sacrifice

"Alright, as far as I see it, there's only one option, one way to get Sam back," I said, my arms crossed over my chest. Damon looked at me, as I paced back and forth in the parlor.

"Don't even think about it, you are not turning yourself in...we'll find another way to get the hunter out," he said, approaching me, stopping me mid-pace.

"What can we do? Its my fault she has Sam in the first place...Katharine knew she couldn't get to Dean, so she went to the next available option," I told him. Dean came in carrying a duffel bag, I assumed, was full of weapons.

"I actually agree with Damon on this one, you're not going to turn yourself in, not to that bitch," he said, setting the duffel bag down.

"Dean, you're not going in there...you still need time to heal your wounds," I told him, "you shouldn't even be up and walking around with that side wound," I said. He looked at me, his eyes narrowed.

"I feel fine...I should be moving out anyway, it doesn't do either of us any good if I stay; we'll both end up hurting each other all over again," he said, brushing past me, the duffel bag slung over his shoulder. I sighed, knowing he was right. I turned, and Damon was standing there behind me, his arms crossed over his chest.

"What do I do?" I asked him. Damon breathed a heavy sigh, and looked to where Dean had gone. He walked up to me, and took both of my hands into his, and held them to his chest. I looked up into his deep blue eyes.

"I think you should go with him, help him rescue his brother...he's going to need you," he said, but I could tell that deep down, he didn't want me to leave.

"You're letting me walk into the den of the dragon?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows. His eyes narrowed.

"I'm trusting you to be careful, and I know he won't let anything happen to you," he said, looking up at the door Dean had gone through, then back down at me.

Now I just felt undecided, because I wanted to help Dean, but I didn't want to leave Damon behind. I looked at the door, then at Damon, unable to choose. I threw my arms around Damon's neck, and inhaled his scent, never wanting to forget him.

"I love you, Damon," I whispered, and buried my face in his shoulder. His hand held my head to his shoulder, and his other arm wound around me tightly, like he never wanted to let go.

"I love you, Trinity," he said, his voice breaking. I let go, hesitantly, and looked into his clear blue eyes, tears flowing into my own. I pressed my lips to his, knowing this would be the last time I ever saw him.

I jumped into my car, and took off down the road, finding Dean wandering down the side of the road. I stopped when I got close, and he looked over at me, confused.

"What the hell are you doing? Hitch-hiking? Come on, Dean, we'll go get Sam together," I said. He shook his head.

"I'm going to rescue my brother, Trinity, but I refuse to take you with me," he said.

"Its the middle of the night, Dean, you'll never get there by foot...I'm not letting you go alone, this is one tough bitch you're dealing with, remember? This is the same one who kidnapped me two years ago, and almost killed me...and now she's two years older," I reminded him. He stopped, and so did I. His eyes thoughtful, he hesitantly got into the car.

"I have to get the Impala first, I don't have the right weapons to fight her with," he said. I looked at him, wide-eyed.

"What did you take to fight her the first time?" I asked.

"Vervain, I thought it'd be enough since I wasn't planning on staying long," he replied. My eyes grew wider.

"My God, Dean, I'm surprised now more than ever that you got out of there alive...not only did you need more than vervain alone, but you barely even needed that...Katharine has built up a tolerance to it, you're gonna need a lot more than simply vervain to take her down," I told him.

We arrived at his hotel room across town, and he got out of the car. He turned around, and poked his head through the window.

"Go back to the mansion, I'll take it from here," he said, his voice firm, and holding no emotion.

"Are you crazy, I'm not letting you go after her alone, especially with your injuries; you're already pushing it as it stands," I told him.

"Go back to the mansion, or I'll drag you back there myself, and I'll make sure the vampire keeps you on lockdown," he threatened. I glared at him, knowing he would make good on it.

"Fine...but Dean, you better be careful, or I swear I will kill you, myself," I threatened back. He rolled his eyes, and left me sitting there, angry that he had to be this stubborn when the situation was this bad. I waited til he pulled out and got far enough down the road before I pulled out behind him and followed him out to Katharine's "lair". It was a good thing I stayed a few cars back, so he wouldn't know I was following him back, or he wouldn't have left the hotel at all.

Katharine was staying at the same place she had been staying at two years ago when she had kidnapped me and Damon. Tonight I was gonna help get Sam out of here, even if it meant that I'd never get to leave. I could only hope that Katharine was good on her word, even though I had every reason to doubt it. I knew this was my last night on Earth, and I immediately wished I had fixed things up with Dean while we'd ridden in the same car together. Maybe I would get the chance to before she killed me. I knew I had to try, but it wouldn't be easy.

Damon, I love you, and please forgive me for what I'm about to do, I thought to myself.