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Home Sweet House

Chapter 16 – Marie's Past

Sam could feel Marie's presence in his mind. His first reaction was to fight the invasion, but he needed to get some answers from her…he knew that she was the key.

"Marie…I know that you are there…speak to me" Sam asked quietly, not wanting to frighten the spirit.

"Sam?"

"Yes, it's ok…come out…I will not hurt you" Sam watched as the fog in his mind cleared showing the figure of a beautiful young woman approaching him. He was shocked at the tormented look on her features.

"I shouldn't be here…he will be angry with me…I can't go through that again…I just can't!" Marie started to back away from Sam.

"Marie…the only way you will be free is if you face him…I can help you…we can face him together. Can you tell me what happened to you? Do you know what happened to Drake?" Sam asked softly, trying to reach the frightened young girl.

"I can let you see my past through my eyes…but there will be a cost to you…you will experience what I lived through…but it will tell you all that you need to know. I feel a power in you… a power that may allow you to take this journey and return…we must hurry if you wish to do this…my master will be calling for me again soon…I'm not sure that I can resist him when he calls!"

Sam shuddered as he realized what he may have to endure. "Ok, but just give me a second to talk to Nick…I have to let him know what I'm doing."

Nick watched as Sam's eyes opened. "Nick…Marie is going to show me her past…you need to let Dean know what is going on…you need to make him understand. Do me a favor; if something goes wrong…help him understand that it was my choice…he is not to blame."

Before Nick could respond, Sam's eyes closed once more. "I will do my best Sam…God forgive me, but I hope you are successful otherwise we will all be trapped here."

Sam watched as Marie came closer. He tried not to flinch when she placed her hand on his head…knowing in advance that there would be pain. "Go ahead Marie…I'm ready" Sam screamed in agony as he felt himself falling into darkness…I'm sorry Dean…forgive me!"

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Dean hurried as quickly as he could, following Cedrick down the dark and narrow stairway. Cedrick stopped in front of a wall and remain stationary. Dean stopped and feeling along the wall, he felt one of the bricks move in his hand. The wall slid silently aside, revealing the room beyond. Dean entered and realized he was in the kitchen of the house. As Dean headed for the room where he had left Sam, he stopped cold. A scream echoed through the house…Dean ran towards the sound, knowing the voice…"Sammy!" Dean yelled as he ran.

Dean entered the room and immediately noticed that Sam was lying on the floor wreathing in pain. Nick was trying to help, but his injured ribs would not allow him to lift the tall young man back onto the sofa. "What happened?" demanded Dean as he crouched down beside his brother.

"I'm sorry Dean…I tried to get him to wait…but he insisted it was the only way!" Nick backed up from the anger he saw in Dean's eyes.

"Damn it Sammy…why couldn't you wait!" Dean gently put his brother back onto the sofa. He brushed the bangs from his brother's sweaty forehead, noticing the fever had gotten worse. Sam groaned and tossed his head as if trying to escape a nightmare.

"Nick…what is going on…what happened?" Dean tried to soften his voice as he saw Nick backing further away from him. "I'm not angry at you Nick…it's just…well Sam has a habit of jumping in without thinking things all the way through."

"Dean, Sam is doing what he feels he needs to do to help us all…the same thing that I think you would do if the situation was reversed…he told me to let you know that this was his choice and that you should not blame yourself."

"Typical…when is Sam going to learn…it's my job to protect him…how can I do that if he won't let me?" Dean was frustrated as once again the Demon's words came back to him…they don't need you!

"Look Dean, I don't know much about either one of you, but from what I have observed, you both need each other…you both do whatever is necessary to get the job done, each using your own talents. Don't you trust your brother's instincts?"

Dean looked down at the pain lined face of his little brother. He trusted his brother's instincts maybe even more than Sam did. "Yes, I just can't protect him if he doesn't tell me what's going on…what happened?"

Nick filled Dean in on what had happened since he had left. Dean sighed as he went into the bathroom and returned with a bowl of water and a washcloth. "Well I might not be able to help him with his internal battle, but I can sure help him by trying to bring down this fever!" As Dean gently washed the sweat from Sam's face he leaned closer to Sam and whispered "Sammy…you come back to me…please…don't leave me!"

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Sam woke up back down in the chamber he had been in earlier. This time, his arms were chained above his head with his feet barely touching the floor. The room looked different; there weren't the signs of years of neglect. "Huh…I guess it worked!" Sam sighed as he tried to ease the strain on his arms. The only good part was that his previous injuries did not seem to be bothering him…otherwise, he was sure that his broken arm would be giving him plenty of grief.

A man dressed in the attire of a cleric entered the room and came to stand in front of Sam. His eyes were dark and his face was pinched as if he had forgotten how to smile. "Hello Marie…did you have a comfortable night?" Sam flinched as the cleric ran his hands down her body in a suggestive manner. "Such a pretty thing…it's too bad that your soul is so ugly…but don't you worry, I'm going to help you."

Sam tried to stop the cleric…he could feel Marie struggling to read the mind of the cleric and trying to manipulate him into releasing her. Sam shuddered when all he felt inside the man's head was evil…"I'll be damned", thought Sam, "the cleric was a witch!"

Drake laughed as he glared back at Sam. "You can't use your powers on me little one…I am much stronger than you! Such irony don't you think? These foolish people hired me to rid you of the very evil that I possess!"

Sam shivered as he watched the cleric walk over to the wall, coming back with the same whip that Marie had used on him earlier. "Shall we begin? You see, I want your power…and you will give it to me." The first lash hit Sam, causing him tojerk in pain. "I will not give it to you…I will fight you!" Sam/Marie yelled.

"That is what I want little one…before I am through, you will not only serve me, but you will provide me with the means to live on eternally!" Another lash quickly followed causing Sam to scream in pain. Sam closed his eyes and prepared to endure what was to come…he only hoped he had the strength.

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Dean watched as Sam began to scream. He tried to soothe his brother, but Sam couldn't hear him. "Oh God, Sammy…what have you done!"

TBC