So I'm trying to figure out where I lost Anna's character. Because I know I lost who she was and its been confusing me. I'm glad someone pointed it out to me that she's uneven because I was wondering why I was beginning to hate the story. So in this one I'm trying to get her back to her own character. I reread my secret corridors one and decided the best way to bring her back was so hit some things on the old story. So enjoy and I hope I fixed her a bit.

Stolen Memories

Sam woke up with a heavy weight on his stomach, his vision fuzzy and black around the edges. He moved his hands over the weight pressing him down to the floor to find something furry and large resting on him. Eric in wolf form.

Sam started to squirm out from under him, pushing the beast with all his strength only to get a growl in return.

"He wont hurt you Sam." Anna's strained voice reassured.

"Get him off me." He groaned.

"Lucian, you heard him. If either one of them get hurt the deal is off."

"Eric, leave the boy alone." He ordered as his wife helped undress him.

Eric moved to Sam's face and gave him a quick lick of his tongue before walking away. Sam shivered and sat up, grabbing the back of his head where it hit against the floor. All he remembered was a blur of black coming at him and then taking over his vision. He moved to his feet slowly, the room spinning and head dizzy. He looked around the room until his eyes saw Dean getting chained up in a way so that his body made an X, ankles and wrists getting cuffed, his body pressed up against the wall facing the room. Anna stood beside him, she was whispering to him as she cuffed his left wrist up on one of the chains. Lucian had let her be the one to chain him up with the promise of cooperation.

"Dean!" Sam started to run toward the two of them. "What's going on?"

"Restrain him." Lucian growled. Two vampires emerged from the rest of the crowd and rushed at Sam, grabbing his arms and kicking him in the back of his knees so he was kneeling between them. They let go of his arms as soon as he hit the floor and placed a hand on each shoulder, holding him in that position.

"Anna has given herself to me." Lucian stated as he walked up to Sam. "And your brother is to be punished by being the bed."

"What?" He asked confused.

"You will see." Lucian smiled.

The deal was to take Anna before the rest of the vampires in the room, and to teach Dean just how much she was giving up for his and his brothers protection. Dean's punishment was to be Anna's wall, to watch with her weight pressing against him as Lucian pumped in and put of her body. He was going to fuck Anna on top of him.

Anna pushed Dean's shoulder onto the wall so that she could lean in close enough to cuff him and whisper so none of the other vampires could hear them.

"Argue with me."

"What?"

"If one of you get hurt the deals off. I have an idea, if they get angry enough at our bickering and they hurt us to shut up then we're off the hook. I don't want to have sex on you. Argue with me."

"I cant just argue with you." He growled.

She turned to face him, lips only an inch apart. "Are you serious? You argue with me all the time but now that you have to you wont?"

Dean pulled on the arm she was about to cuff and yanked it out of her grip.

"Maybe if you weren't so god damn demanding all the time I wouldn't argue with you and we wouldn't be in this mess."

"Okay so this is my fault?"

Their voices began to grow louder and louder with each word.

"Yes!"

"Why is it my fault? If you didn't have to play macho all the time we could have gotten out of this a shit load easier."

"Anna Marie." Lucian growled. "Enough."

"Let them fight." A male voice screamed out. "Its entertaining."

"Let them Lucian, she is to weak to control even a human." Marianne laughed.

"Because, it seems like every mess we get into is because someone wants to fuck you!"

"And that's my fault?!"

"I don't know, is it?!"

"I clearly remembering Jonathon say you wanted me too."

Dean paused for a second, shocked and unsure what to say so he changed the subject.

"You don't know how to play as a team! All you do is boss us around."

This conversation started to sound a bit too familiar for it to be just a fake argument for Dean and Anna's sake. Sam slumped back on his knees so his ass rested on his heels. The two vampires holding him stared down at him.

"What? You have no idea how bad those two can get." He said. The two vampires raised an eyebrow at him and looked back at the two bickering couple.

"Are you kidding me?! This again? Incase you forgot, you're the one that got us into that damn mess last time by disobeying orders! I played as a team."

"No you didn't! If you were playing as a team you would have told us the truth about you!"

"So you would kill me a second after I spilled the beans?"

"Yes! I mean no! If you would have told us then half the shit that happened wouldn't have happened!" Tears started forming in the corner of his eyes as he tugged on the chains with the force of his body as he yelled at her. Anna took a step back, if he was acting then he was a damn good actor. But those tears were real, why?

"He killed my boyfriend." Christine's voice echoed in Anna's head. Dean's voice followed.

"When Ronnie had enough fun with the girls boyfriend, I finished him off. Cut his throat and made the girl watch him die before Ronnie possessed her."

"Your lying to me." She said.

"Your lying to me…"She repeated. Anna grabbed Dean's face in between her index finger and thumb. "What happened when me and Sam were locked up? What did you do?" Anna asked as gentle as possible.

"Nothing. I told you."

"You lied to me."

"This is over." Lucian grabbed at Anna's shoulder. "You are both wasting my time." He growled, shifting his hands into claws so it ripped through her skin, his fangs protruding out of his mouth.

Anna tugged away from him, to lost in the conversation to realize she disobeyed a direct order to end this conversation.

"Tell me damn it!"

"Anna Marie!" Lucian's anger danced on her skin like little fires. "You will stop this now!"

"I skinned him!" Dean yelled out. "I skinned him! I peeled his skin off inch by inch and watched him scream! I watched, I just watched…" His tears ran down his face viscously with each word.

"Dean!" Sam pushed against the weight on his shoulders that held him down, his own tears lining his face… he, like Anna, hadn't known either. The two vampires put their weight on him but he still fought against them.

"Hold still." One of them said, claws forming out of his hand so that it pierced Sam's shoulder to still him.

Anna turned her attention to Sam, her own tears threatening to push out. She could smell the sweet scent of his blood the moment the claws nicked his shoulder. He had been hurt, the deal was off but that wasn't what was stuck on her mind. She turned back to Dean but nothing came to mind as to what to say, so she said the only thing she could.

"He's hurt… the deals off." She whispered.

"What?" Lucian growled.

"Your boy there hurt Sam. He's bleeding." She stated, staring at Dean. "No deal."

"No, you disobeyed my order for silence. He would not be hurt if he did not struggle."

"What happens between another Master and their people is no place for another vampire to step in. I broke no rules. He's hurt, you broke the rules. If I were you I'd punish him." Anna said, blindly pointing to the vampire on Sam's left.

"You planned this. This is an outrage and punishable by death."

"Trust me, I did not plan this." Anna whispered. She reached for Dean to take him off the chains but Lucian caught her wrist.

"I will have you!"

Anna turned toward where Sam knelt on the floor and threw her power out at the two vampires. She used her energy differently this time, turning it into what she imagined as sharp daggers and shoved it into them. They stumbled back with blood spurting out their bodies, cuts forming on their skin with the force of her power slamming against them until they exploded into little chunks and bits of meat and blood.

"I can kill everyone here Lucian. Everyone."

"You can not kill me."

"So," She rose her voice for the rest of them to hear her more clearly, "you are willing for me to kill everyone here so you can have me?"

"You play a dangerous game here Anna Marie. You know the extent I will go to for you."

"I do, but what of your followers?"

The room filled with so many whispers it was too hard to decipher what anyone was saying. Anna could smell the doubt they had in Lucian, the fear they had that he would let Anna kill them all if he had to. His green, green eyes glowed brighter with the scent of his people, his anger overtaking the smell of their worries. Anna smiled up at him, pulled her wrist out of his hand and grabbed Dean's cuffs. Lucian leaned in and whispered gently in her ear, "You were mine once, so help me God Anna Marie, you will be mine again. And I promise… it will hurt."

She ignored him as she undid Deans chains. He stepped away from the wall rubbing his wrists where the cuffs squeezed before wiping at the dry tears on his face.

"Sam," Anna called. "Come here now." She ordered. Sam obeyed and walked to Dean, resting a hand on his older brothers shoulder only to be nudged off. Anna knew this would be a problem but right now she had to get them out of there.

"We're leaving." Anna bowed toward Lucian.

They started walking out, Anna placed a hand on Dean's back to push him forward, also just to touch him. Her fingertips burned with the silent rage he was holding in, she didn't understand it, she expected him to feel sad or beaten but not pissed. He quickened his pace so her hand dropped to the side, Lucian grabbed onto that hand and yanked her back.

"Do not fail me again." He growled.

"Wouldn't dream of it." She smiled.

They made it out of the house and back to the Impala in one piece. The night did not go as bad as Lucian would have allowed it, which surprised Anna more then the boys would understand. Either Lucian feared the shadow vampires to take over his land more then he showed or he was planning something behind her back. Either way, they were out and unharmed, or as unharmed as a meeting with vampires would go.

Dean slammed the Impala door shut as he sat behind the wheel and started the engine, roaring the baby to life. Anna and Sam stared at each other over the roof. Both of them concerned and worried. They slipped into their seats in silence, neither knowing what to say or do. Dean slammed down on the gas, spinning the wheel so he made a donut before speeding off into the dark road. His hands tightened around the steering wheel, the car going way to fast.

"Dean, slow down." Anna growled from behind, looking at him through the rearview mirror as she buckled her seat belt.

"Dean, your going to fast." Sam said.

Dean ignored them and picked up the speed. Anna tried projecting that calm feeling into him but his mind squashed it like a bug, replaying the events of that night in the mansion with Ronnie. The boy's screams echoed in his mind over and over, the feel of peeling someone's skin off making his fingers itchy and burn.

"Dean please." Sam begged as the car drifted in a sharp turn.

Dean's eyes shed tears with the memories playing in his head. The screams blocking out Anna and Sam's pleading.

They made it to the motel in record time thanks to Dean's outrageous driving. He screeched the car to a stop, pulled the keys out and hurriedly jumped out of the car, not waiting for Sam or Anna to join him to the room. He walked into the room and quickly headed for the bathroom as he threw the keys onto the night stand. Anna and Sam ran in after him.

"Dean-"

"Leave me alone Sam." He slammed the bathroom door in their faces. They stared at the door for a few heartbeats, their hearts racing, even Anna's.

"Dean, please talk to us." Anna pleaded. She got nothing in response. Anna turned to Sam who had his forehead resting on the surface of the door. "Sam, I'll try to get him out, can you please go get us something to eat?"

"Are you serious? I'm not leaving him like this."

"He's not going to come out anytime soon. If anything goes wrong I give you my word I will calm him until you get back. But it doesn't change the fact that we haven't eaten since breakfast."

Sam nodded with his head still pressed to the door. "Okay… what do you want?"

"Get whatever Dean likes best." She offered him a sad smile.

"Ok…" He rose up from the door and snatched the keys, he gave Anna one last look before giving her that same sad smile back and shut the door behind him.

She stood in silence for a few seconds, just listening to Dean's breathing. He wasn't breathing to heavy, or to loud, it was just how she heard things. She heard him pace in the bathroom and turn on the faucet to the tub before he quickly turned it back off. He was debating on whether he should shower or not. She turned away from the door and let herself slide down till she was sitting against it.

"Dean?" No answer. "Dean c'mon your acting like a girl who just got dumped."

The door behind her clicked and opened so abruptly that she fell back until she hit Dean's boots with her head. He stared down at her with angry eyes. She rolled over onto her stomach and lifted herself up on all four.

"Sorry." She stated as she crawled into the main room to where the beds were. He watched her crawl away just standing there in the door frame. She pulled herself onto the bed and sat so that she faced the window. She stared up at the descending moon and sighed, another two hours and it would be sunrise. "You know… out of all things I'd have preferred to be a werewolf." She didn't have to turn around to sense how the topic just threw Dean off, she could smell it. "I didn't know Lucian was a vampire when I went on that hunt. I thought he was one of us…" She paused and turned to face him before she went on. "There was a nest of vampires killing all the kids in town. My family took it upon themselves to kill them. Lucian pretended to be human, joined us… in the middle of the nest when all this chaos was going down… " She paused and took a deep breath, tears sparkling in her eyes. "I had just sliced the head of a female vampire when Lucian came up behind me. I thought he was going to help me, instead he knocked me out. I woke up with my sister beside me in one of the rooms in that farm house. All I remember after waking up was being hungry. There were two kids in the room with us. One for my sister and one for me. Carden woke up soon after and instinctively attacked the little girl. I watched her shred the girls throat, lick the blood off her like she was candy… the smell was to much and I…I lost control… she was five years old Dean… five…and I…" she trailed off and looked back up at the moon. "The werewolves help you hunt for your first time. They take you animal hunting so they wont draw attention to their kind. I rather have been a werewolf."

She got up from her spot, letting out a deep breath as if it would get rid of the memory. She turned to him, her eyes red with unshed tears. "Everyone has done something horrible Dean. I'm sorry you had to go through what you did but you have one thing I don't have."

"What's that?" He mumbled, still motionless and angry.

"Death. Your gift is death. You don't have to live with yourself for all eternity with the things you've done… I do and I'd give anything to forget that first night."

He started breathing heavily as she walked toward him. He took a step back and she stopped walking.

"You have a problem with me Dean." She went on. "I'm too controlling and I know that. But part of control is how I get by. You saw how vampire meetings go, and that was the kindest it has ever gone in my life. I have to be strong , its all about control and power to us. Its just in my nature. I'm not going to lie, I was a pretty control bitch even before death." She joked, trying to lighten the situation.

"I bet you were." He sighed.

"Damn it Dean. I proved I could play as a team last time."

"You knocked me and Sam out last time!" He yelled, slamming the bathroom door shut and pacing toward her.

"I was scared!"

"Of what?"

"I didn't want another betrayal okay!"

"Do you really think I would have betrayed you after all you did for Sam and me? He told me how you made Ronnie torture you instead of him. You could have cut my throat out if you wanted to but instead you let Jonathon use me to try to rape you."

"Jonathon told me you wanted me, I didn't mind if you tried raping me. I hate sexual tension it complicates things."

"Is that why you kiss or offer yourself to every guy you meet?"

"Alright, but did I fuck any of them? I always manage not to."

"Sam even got to kiss you!"

"Fine, lets get rid of the tension! Your on top." She growled.

She reached over and grabbed at his face, the touch of her hands on his skin burned with a cool fire that she fed into him the same way she had fed him to be calm. He swallowed the feeling she was projecting to him as he tasted the sweet flavor of her mouth. Arousal, lust, desire burned his body with a furious need, a need Anna was willing to give him. He broke away from the kiss and stared down at her, taking a step back from her hands.

"What… what are you doing?"

"I can make you feel a lot of things Dean, I can make this the best sex you've ever had."

He swallowed hard, her voice rolled against his skin till it found the spot between his legs that was most sensitive. He let out a gasp at the feel of it.

"Oh god…" He moaned.

"Trust me Dean and I promise you'll love it." She grabbed the over sized shirt and lifted it off her upper body, revealing her naked body beneath it. The sight only added to the energy she was feeding him, he started to sway in his spot as she pulled Sam's boxers off her hips and let it pool at her feet. Her tan so perfect and smooth in his eyes. She licked her lips and that was the last thing it took for him to rush at her. His hands found her sides and lifted her up over his hips. The gesture put her in the position to look down at him so that her wavy, black hair fell like a curtain around them. Their tongues caressed and danced around one another's like a game, letting the other explore their mouths. One of Deans hands held her back so she stood against him, the other lost in her hair as he kept her face lowered to his. He broke the kiss and kept her bent over him so he could lick and kiss his way down her neck. A shiver ran up her spine as his mouth found her breast and sucked it into his mouth. He let go of her hair and held onto her back for more support, pushing her upper body closer to him so he could take more of her breast in his mouth. Each suck of his mouth fed him more and more of that desire, she moaned above him and he began to walk toward the bed. He rolled her now hard nipple in his mouth, grazing the tip if it with his teeth as he stopped at the foot of the bed and kicked off his boots before dropping their bodies onto the bed. He crawled with her in his arms to the middle of the mattress, switching his mouth from her left breast to her right. She played her hands through his hair, her back arching to give him more of her. The room was filled with her power, her energy acting like some sort of aphrodisiac. Dean's body ached to be touched, to feel the her beneath him as she thrust more power into him. He dug his fingers into the bed, grabbing a wad of sheets in his hand. He took his mouth off her and moaned high and loud for her to hear the way she was affecting him.

"Let me top you." She stated, running a hand down the side of his face soothingly. He nodded against her hand, inhaling heavily. Whatever she was feeding him was orgasmic, he throbbed beneath his jeans with it riding his body.

She rolled him over and straddled him. He was still in his clothes and wanted them off so he could feel her naked skin against his.

"Trust me?" Anna asked staring down at his half clouded eyes.

"Yes."

She lifted a hand into view so he could see her nails shift into claws. Her power wavered over him as fear shot up his spine.

"I ask again, do you trust me?"

"Yes." He said a little slower, unsure of himself. She brought her clawed hand to rest on his chest. He could feel the sharp edge of it digging into the cloth, but she made sure to not nick his skin. She ran her hand down his chest, slicing the shirt open in five clean lines down his body, grazing his skin ever so gently. His mind raced with how soft she was being, knowing just how powerful and deadly those claws were. The threat of them cutting his skin, the feel of them gliding across his chest like feathers sent a chill through his body. Every touch of her body on his pouring more and more desire into his skin till his body almost burned with dying need.

"Oh god… Anna."

She used her other hand to rip the cloth from his body, and pulled the remaining pieces away. The sweaty air in the room swept along his bare chest like a welcoming breeze, his skin needy and wanting to feel her breast against his chest. He reached up, throwing his body off the bed to make their bodies touch skin to skin. He sat up with her on his lap and pressed their bodies together, the touch of her skin against his electrifying as every inch of her fed to his arousal and need. She could feel him hard and ready through his jeans, her own arousal jumping up a few notches with him beneath her. She moaned and rocked her hips above him, rubbing against him as hard as she could being pressed to his chest. They both moaned into the hot air around them. Both her hands were now in claws, grabbing at his back to hold him against her as soft as possible so she didn't scratch him, both of her hands deadly. It excited Dean in a way he would never have known up until now to know the strength and fear that she could be giving him turned into something so passionate and gentle.

Dean rolled her back over, he didn't want touching, he didn't want foreplay, he wanted her now, all of her. He laid her back and sat up on his knees, slipping the tongue of his belt out of the buckle, undid the button and zipper before pushing his pants and boxers down to his knees. Anna's eyes widened with the sight of him hard, long and ready against his stomach. Her power increased around them as her own desire bubbled up inside her. Dean leaned over her in a push up position and she pushed her feet down his thighs to slide the jeans and boxers the rest of the way down his legs till they slipped completely off. She stared between them at how hard he was, hungry for him to penetrate her. Her fangs slid into place at the sight of him, her eyes glowing blue fire with how eager she was. Dean grabbed her face with one of his hands and kissed her hard, his tongue finding its way around the tips of her fangs, or so he thought. The side of his tongue sliced with the tip of her fangs so that their mouths tasted of his blood, feeding Anna's power, feeding Dean's desire. He moaned into her mouth as he slipped himself inside her, pushing his hips into hers. She swallowed and rolled the flavor of his blood in her mouth as she kissed him, moaning into his mouth as he slid every inch of him into her.

He pushed inside her till their hips sealed together. Anna let go of his mouth, throwing her head back as he reached the end of her.

"Oh Dean…" She moaned.

He pulled out of her slowly, restraining his body with more effort then he ever had to.

"Your so wet and tight." He moaned. He dug his hips into hers again and again, hitting the end of her each time. His rhythm grew faster and faster with each thrust, her cries of pleasure growing in the air till it filled the room with more power then she knew what to do with it. He stared down at her glowing eyes, at the fangs protruding out of her mouth. It excited him. He moaned and kissed her, more careful of her fangs then before, the sweet copper taste of his own blood still lingering in his mouth. He rocked in and out of her faster and faster, slamming against her till the headboard of the bed started knocking against the wall, the bed creaking with each thrust of his hips into hers.

She twisted and writhed beneath him, rolling her hips as he went in and out of her over and over again. She met his rhythm with her own, crying out his name, how good it felt to have him so deep inside her. Most girls don't like their cervix bumped, but she had two hundred years of warming up to the idea.

Dean was close and so was she, both of them only seconds away from release. She could feel the tension in his body as he tried to hold off. She wanted to give him what he wanted, the promise of making it the best sex he could ever have. She needed to taste his blood. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled her upper body off the bed. One of his hands cupped her upper back to hold her off the bed as he pounded into her harder and harder. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh mingling with their moans. She brushed her fangs on the curve of his neck where she had bit him earlier.

"Dean, let me inside you." She moaned.

"Yes…" He moaned.

She felt his body tense one last time as his orgasm hit him, at the same time driving her fangs into his skin, all the power in the room crashing down on them like a wave of pleasure swallowing their world with its weight, both of them unable to breath for a few seconds. She screamed with her mouth around his neck, drinking him down, trading his blood with waves and waves of orgasm hitting his body over and over. He pumped faster inside her, her own orgasm riding on the power she fed to him. On the blood she took. On each slam of his hips on hers. It traveled through their bodies like a cycle so that they shared the same moment of release. It took all of her not to rip open his back with her claws.

Dean was as open as he ever would be, lost in orgasm so that his body was hers and so was his mind. Orgasm was about release, letting your shields down, exactly what Anna needed. She had a split second of snapping out of her own pleasure to rummage through his thoughts, to find that bad memory and suck it out of his mind as she sucked his blood out of his neck so he would never remember it again, along with anything else that related to that night. As soon as it was done, she let the waves of orgasm hit against her body till it arched her back, pushed her breast against his chest even harder then they were so that more of her power fed into him. When she couldn't take it anymore, she released his throat, blood staining her lips. Dean collapsed on top of her, his body shaking, quivering with exhaustion and pleasure. Anna was numb from the hips down, her stomach hurting from how deep he was in her. She felt tired, she was power drained and loved it.

She grabbed Dean's face between her claws, slowly letting them turn back into hands. Deans eyes were clouded over with orgasm, lazy and lost.

"Dean…" She mumbled, staring into his eyes. "Dean, are you okay?" Shit, I think I think he's power drunk. She thought. "Dean, c'mon snap out of it. Sam will be here soon."

Dean's eyes tried to focus on her blue eyes, on the sharp points of her fangs but it all seemed to hard. It was better then being drunk, or high, or anything. She was right, it was the best he had ever had.

"Dean, can you at least slip yourself out of me?" She asked with all seriousness. She felt him attempt to move and fail. She rolled them over so she was laying on top of him and climbed off so she could lay beside him.

"It'll wear off in a little. Give it five minutes."

"I… don't want it to." He whispered.

"Oh look, you can talk." She said happily. "Sam will be back soon, its already been an hour since he went out to get us something to eat." She got up as fast as she could only to feel dizzy as hell. She slammed back onto the bed, grabbing her head with a pained look on her face. Dean rolled his head to look at her, his senses slowly coming back to him. She could sense the question he wanted to ask and turned to him. "I used a lot of my energy, I'm just a little drained."

After another ten minutes Dean was sitting up in the bed reaching down for his pants and boxers. Anna was still trying to stand with out a head ache trying to attack her. Dean buckled his belt and grabbed Anna's clothes off the floor. There was blood stains on it from when she punched Elizaveta so he grabbed another of his black shirts out of his bag and slipped it on her, his actions extremely slow.

"You alright?" He asked as she laid back to let him help slide boxers on her.

"Yeah, just… tired. Some food will help me." She groaned as the numbness between her legs started to throb with pain.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Not a hurt that I didn't want." She smiled

"Good, human food helps you?" He asked.

"Yeah, feeding my human hunger helps feed my blood thirst to an extent."

"Great, I think I lost enough blood today." He said, sitting her up with one hand and wrapping the other around his neck where she bit him. "Its all over you mouth." He smiled, leaning in and kissing her with his blood on her lips. When he pulled back he reached over the bed to grab the blood stained shirt to wipe her mouth.

"What were we arguing about in the first place?"

She stared at him, blinking slowly. She had wiped his memory of that night at the mansion, along with half the events of the night that complied with it. "Can you remember anything about today?"

"What?"

"Answer me."

He seemed to think about it for a moment before answering in a low voice. "I remember going to the farm house and then… everything becomes a blur."

"I'll try not to put so much power on you next time, I think I killed a few of your brain cells." She joked, acting like it was a side affect rather then something she did to him intentionally.

"It's like little bits and pieces. I don't even remember Sam leaving."

"Don't worry about it. He went to go get some food."

As if on cue, keys jingled as Sam unlocked the door and stepped inside.

"Speak of the devil." Dean said.

"Dean, man you alright?" Sam dropped the food on the small table across the room and paced to where Anna and Dean sat on the bed.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"What happened to your neck?" Sam asked, shooting Anna a deadly look.

"Dean, I think you should go shower. You smell like sweat and blood." Anna stated.

"Alright."

Dean got up from the bed and stepped around Sam to the bathroom, Sam noted the ease in the way Dean trotted into the other room, confused with the sudden mood swing. And why the hell was he taking Anna's orders? As soon as the door shut and the shower started, Sam questioned Anna.

"What did you say to him to get him in such a good mood?"

"Listen, don't bring up the whole 'you skinned somebody' ordeal, okay?"

"Why?"

"I took it away from him."

"Do you mind explaining that and why my brothers neck is bleeding?"

"He let down his walls in the middle of something and I took away the memory. Its really confusing to explain."

"Explain it." He demanded.

"All of it?"

"All of it."

"Ok, we had sex and when he came, I bit him and gave him the best orgasm he could ever have. But his shields were down so I picked that memory out of his head so it never happened. I can play with a person mind, take away memories, give them memories, you name it."

Sam stood there quite, his eyes wide.

"Speak Sam."

"You took his memory?"

"Just that one, and anything of today that related to it so he has some memory gaps. Other then that he's fine. He thinks it's from having sex with me that is making it hard for him to remember."

"Why would he think that?"

"Does the air feel heavy?"

"What?"

"The air in the room, does it feel heavy?"

Sam sat there and looked around the room as if he could see what she was talking about, "It feels… heavy, yea I guess. Stuffy actually. But what does that have to do with it?"

"That's used energy. And the fact that its still lingering around right now says just how much I used of it while we were in bed. I think its pretty reasonable that that much energy could have a side affect. And that's what I made him believe. He doesn't have the memory anymore, he didn't need it. I just did him a favor by taking it away from him."

"I don't know what to say."

"Nothing, its my job as Master to protect my people from any physical or emotional harm. Now about that food you got us?"

I can write better sex scenes, i just didnt want to with this story because I wanted it to be about taking away his memory. But the sex is always a fun thing to add. lol. So I hope you liked and please leave a review. Thanks.