AN: Hey guys I'm glad you liked the last chapter. Here's where things start to get interesting. I hope you enjoy!!

"Dorian crept through the house, tip toeing across the floor boards trying to make as little noise as possible. She didn't know where Jonus was. She didn't care as long as he was no where near her. She cringed as the floor squeaked under her weight.

She was almost to the door now. Dorian didn't know where she was going to go but she had to get away from here. She'd find someplace to stay, find a way to make it on her own. She had confidence that she could do that.

"Dorian?" Jonus called out, causing her to whirl around. "Where are you going?"

"Um, I just thought I'd go for a walk," She stammered. Lie, total, complete and utter lie. She didn't care. She just needed to get away.

Jonus shook his head. "I don't think that's a good idea. Someone may be out to get you. Being out there on your own, well it' just ain't safe."

Fury boiled through her. "And staying here is?"

Jonus's face became perplexed. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh don't give me that," Dorian snapped. "You know damn well that Dean and Sam lied to me. You're probably in it with them aren't you? Meant to keep me prisoner till they get back."

Jonus planted his hands on his hips. "Girl, what in the hell are you talking about?"

The dream flooded back to her. Sam pinning her to the bed, trying to do awful things to her. He threw her through a table. Flashes, all flashes in her dreams, but that was enough to tell her that the Winchester brother's were not the men they pretended to be.

"Dorian, believe me," Jonus said taking a step towards her.

"Stay away from me," She shouted, moving back from him.

Jonus held up his hands. "All right, but those boys, they care about you. I've known them since they were kids, and they've never taken anyone in. Not into this. Dean used to push everyone away, and Sam..."

"Sam tried to rape me," Dorian cut him off.

Jonus's face became bewildered. "Sam would never do that, to you or anyone else. He'd never hurt anyone!"

Tears welled in Dorian's eyes. "Then how come I remember it?"

"You remembered wrong," Jonus said raising his voice. He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. "Dorian, you're memories are jumbled right now. They're coming in bits and pieces." HE walked towards her again. "Let's just talk about this all right?"

Dorian pushed herself up against the door. "Stay away from me Jonus!"

"I'm not going to hurt you," He said, still advancing towards her.

"I'm warning you Jonus," She said through gritted teeth. "Stay away."

"It's okay," He soothed.

Dorian's heart was pounding. She was terrified of Jonus coming towards her. She was terrified that he'd keep her here until the brothers came back and then who knows what would happen. She couldn't let that happen.

Instinctively Dorian raised her hand. A bright blue light of energy formed and shot across the room. It hit Jonus square in the chest, slamming into him so hard it through him back into the wall.

Dorian sunk to her knees. She was panting heavily. She looked over and saw Jonus unconscious on the floor. Her limbs felt heavy, she was tired. She hadn't meant to do that. She hadn't want to hurt anyone. She just wanted to get away.

Dorian hoped she hadn't hurt Jonus too bad. She pulled herself up using the door knob and staggered out of the house.

Dean walked away from the employee he had been talking to and shook his head at his brother. The Internet had turned up nothing, and they were getting no where at the amusement park either. There was nothing to lead them to whoever had tried to snag Dorian.

They walked over and leaned against the trunk of the car. Sam sighed and looked at his brother. "Where to now?"

Dean shrugged. "I have no idea. We've followed every possible case. Not one employee looks like a suspect. There's no strange disappearances here or anywhere near here. I hate to admit it, but this is going no where."

Sam nodded. "I don't understand it. The police reports confirm foul play, but they don't have any suspects, or any leads on who the attacks may have been against."

Dean snorted. "You and I both know who it was against."

Sam nodded. "Dorian." He sighed. They were going no where fast, and Dorian could still very well be in danger. They had to do something. "Maybe we should just grab Dorian and leave town. Get her away from who ever is trying to hurt her."

"I don't think that will work," Dean replied. He hated to have to keep Dorian there. She was in danger every second they stayed there, but... "Who ever is after her, knew enough to find us at the amusement park. That means they've been tracking us. If we leave they may just attack again."

Sam opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off by Dean's phone ringing.

Dean pulled out his phone and looked at the caller ID. "It's Jonus." He flipped the phone open. "Hey, Jonus, what's going on?"

"Dean, she's gone," He said.

"Whoa, what do you mean she's gone?" Dean asked, his heart suddenly beating faster than it had. "Where is she?"

"Dorian's gone?" Sam questioned over him. "Did they find her, were they attacked?"

"No one attacked us," Jonus said hearing Sam. "Well at least no one attacked her."

"Jonus what the hell are you talking about?" Dean asked. "What happened."

Jonus sighed. "She went to take a nap. About an hour ago I caught her trying to sneak out. I tried to stop her, but she threw one of her energy blasts at me, knocked me cold."

"Wait, why would she do that?" Dean asked.

"I don't think she meant to. She was scared."

"Scared? Scared of what?"

"She had a nightmare or a flash or something." He sighed. "Dean, she said Sam tried to rape her."

"What?" Dean asked, practically outraged. "Sam would..." He trailed off and looked at his brother.

"Dean?" Jonus asked.

"Dorian had a flash back of the incubus," He said to both Sam and Jonus. "She thinks it was you." He said only to Sam.

"That makes sense at least," Jonus said. "Look she can't have gotten far. I'll start towards town, you boys start back. We'll find her somewhere in the middle."

Dean flipped his phone shut. "Let's go."

They jumped in the impala and took off.

Sam was staring out the window, eyes gazing for Dorian. Dean glanced over at his brother. He knew that look. His eyes were searching, but his mind was stuck in his own thoughts. His jaw was clenched, his face completely grim.

"All right Sammy, what's wrong?" He kept his eyes peeled for any sign of Dorian, but Sam, no matter what was said and done was his brother and he would stop the world to help him.

"Hmm?" He replied not really paying attention.

Dean whistled and waved his hand in front of Sam's face. "Earth to Sammie!"

Sam's world shifted. His head cracked with sharp pain. He heard Dean calling from somewhere, but it was so far away.

A flash came. Dorian was strapped to a bed, wearing blue scrubs. Her hands were balled into fists and tied so she couldn't use any of her powers. Sweat matted her hair to her face. She was so pale you could barely see the white scar on her face, but her eyes were almost black from exhaustion. Still she struggled against her bonds.

The door opened to her small prison. A man walked in and shut the door behind him. Sam sucked in his breath. It was Brett.

"Dorian," He said walking over to her. He shook his head disapprovingly. "You really should stop struggling. It would be so much easier if you did." He reached a hand out to her leg, and she jerked it as far as it would go. "Relax," He said soothingly. "I'm not going to hurt you." He leaned his face into hers. "You're far too valuable to do any serious damage too." He kissed her forehead and pulled a syringe out of his back pocket. "Here this will help you rest."

"No," Dorian all but whimpered. "No more drugs."

"Shh," He soothed. He gently stuck her with the needle. "It's only going to help you sleep." He removed the needle and leaned forward, pressing his lips to Dorian.

The sedative was already taking affect. Dorian whimpered and was barely able to fight back.

"Sleep well," Brett said. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face and then walked out.

"Sam!" Dean yelled.

Sam came out of his vision to find that they were parked on the side of the road. Dean had wrenched open the door, and was kneeling in front of his brother.

"Are you all right?" He asked worriedly.

"We have to find Dorian before Brett does," Sam said rubbing his head. The pain was starting to fade. It always did soon after the vision was over.

"Brett?" Dean asked. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Just drive," Sam said. "I'll explain on the way."

Dorian staggered down the street. She couldn't stay on the main road for long. If she did, she was going to pass out. She needed to find a place to rest. Of course she really didn't know how to do that. She was broke, and had no where to go.

"Hey Dorian," A voice called out.

Dorian turned her head. Brett was jogging up to her.

"Hey," She said tiredly.

"How are you?" He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I haven't seen you since the hospital."

She shrugged. "I'm surviving."

Brett raised an eyebrow. "Really, because it looks like you're barely doing that. You look exhausted."

Dorian nodded. "I am."

"So why don't you go back to where ever your staying with Sam and Dean..."

"No," She said quickly. She cleared her throat. "I can't go back there."

"Did something happen?" He asked, concern lighting up his blue eyes.

She shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it." Dorian barely knew Brett. Almost being raped was not something she was willingly to share with him.

"So where are you going?" He asked.

She shrugged. "Where ever my feet take me I suppose." Her knee's felt weak. The world started to spin. Her own body weight was too much for her. She stumbled.

"Whoa," Brett said catching her. "Come on, you can stay at my place."

She was too tired to argue. Brett helped her over to his car and eased Dorian into the passenger seat. "Don't worry," He said starting the car. "Every thing's going to be all right."

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