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Mimifoxlove: Yeah. To weaken Sam and John. Thanks. Well, get it up soon. I'm eager to see what you've come up with.

Abby: Yeah, I did. Sorry. I usually do. Abnormal slip: (Ch 1-2): Sorry. Two different memories. The memory where Dean's eight is his earliest memory of the abuse.

Friendly: Thanks. Maybe.

Chocolate Rules: Good. Thanks. Yes, it would be. Too true, too true. Okey-doke.

Julie: Thanks. You'll see. Hope this is soon enough.

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Jayme: Thanks. Hope this is soon enough.

Windyfontaine: Thanks. Come back. You'll see. Here's more.

Roxy071288: Me too, actually. Thanks. Yeah, I tend to make him a mess, don't I?

Raven524: Yep. I sure do. Thanks.

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When Sam came to, the first thing he was aware of was the massive headache. He moaned.

"Well, look who's finally awake," Kate smirked. Sam tried to lunge at her, but found himself chained to the wall. She laughed.

"Did you really think we wouldn't take precautions, hunter?" she taunted.

"I'm gonna kill you," Sam threatened.

"That would be priceless," Kate said as she walked up to him. She put a hand on his face. "Now…let's just see what deep, dark secrets you're hiding," she continued. Sam grunted and tried to jerk away. Kate smiled when she read the thoughts. "Ohhhhhh. Is that what you're afraid of?" she mocked. Sam stared at her, wondering what she had seen in his head. The vampire leaned in close and stroked his cheek. Sam froze. No. No, please, he thought. She smirked. It appeared that she had struck a nerve. The woman leaned in closer and pressed her body against his. Sam grunted. As he struggled against the new weight, he was hit by a memory.

"Sammy. Sammy, are you up?" Uncle Lyle asked.

"No, not again," eleven-year old Sam moaned. Uncle Lyle smirked as he walked into the room as Sam shook on the bed.

"What's the matter, Sammy? Not happy to see me?" Lyle smirked.

"Get…out," Sam choked out.

"You don't mean that," Lyle stated as he walked up to the bed. Sam moaned as he felt Kate's lips on his neck. Then, she clawed at his neck with a nail and he screamed. Back at their hotel, John watched as Dean gathered up nearly every weapon they owned.

"Dean," he said.

"Dad, they got Sammy. Who knows what they're doin' to him. They could be bleedin' him out or----" the older brother cut himself off. He couldn't think like that. He'd go crazy. Sammy was okay. Sammy was strong. He could take 'em.

"Dean, we'll find him. We know where the nest is," John reminded him.

"What if they moved it?" Dean asked.

"Highly doubtful. According to Daniel's research, once vampires establish a nest, they tend to stay put," John responded.

"Okay. So we just follow the trail," Dean surmised as he zipped up his bag. As long as he had something to do, he wouldn't dwell on what had happened to him. Dean's eyes flew open when he heard the doorknob turning. He groaned.

"Dean. Dean, are you up?" Lyle asked. Dean sighed and nodded. Lyle smirked and walked up to the bed. Suddenly, Dean became aware of his father's voice.

"Hey Dude, where did you go just now?" John asked in concern.

"Nowhere, Daddy," Dean responded.

"Dean, this is the second time you've called me that. What's going on?" John asked in concern.

"Nothing. I'm---I'm sorry. It---it won't happen again," Dean apologized brusquely. John blew out a breath. He hadn't meant for Dean to shut off his emotions, he just wanted his son to open up about whatever was bothering him. Back in the vampire's lair, Sam moaned. He couldn't---he couldn't take much more of this. Kate smirked as she ran a cold hand over his chest. As she did so, blood from where she had drained him dripped onto her fingers. She chuckled. She leaned in towards his neck.

"No," Sam moaned.

"Relax," Katie said. Sam groaned as he felt her lips on his wound. The vampire hissed as she sensed the hunter's panic. His fear was so exhilarating. It was almost too much. She let her fangs scrape over the two holes. Sam panted shakily.

"Please. Please," he said.

"Ohhhhh. What's the matter, Sammy? Don't wanna play anymore?" Kate mocked seductively. Sam's breath hitched as she leaned in closer. Kate put a hand on his arm.

"You know, there's a way we could make this a whole lot more interesting," she stated.

"Wha---" Sam cut his question off. He wasn't really interested in hearing a freak's insane idea. Without responding, Kate undid Sam's bonds. Then, she slammed him onto the floor.

"Oh, no," Sam said, realizing what she had in mind. "No. No way," he continued, beginning to struggle. Kate snarled and pinned him so that he couldn't move.

"Don't move," she warned, kneeing him in the stomach. Sam gasped. The vampire straddled the hunter and let her hands travel downwards.

"No. Not gonna happen, you freak. Necrophilia's not my style," Sam snapped.

"Cocky. Just like your brother," Kate smirked as she unzipped his jeans. Then, she did the same with her own pants. Sam gave a groaning gasp that turned into a terrified scream for the first person he could think of.

"DEAN!"