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Secrets

Chapter 8 – Trisha

Sam slept for the rest of the trip to Whiting. Dean was glad that his visions had stopped for the time being. He didn't like the toll it was taking on his brother. But worse yet, he hated that whatever was killing these men, knew about Sam. What if Sam was right? What if the link was working both ways? How was he supposed to protect Sam against that?

Dean rolled his shoulders to relieve the tension. For now, he had to find them a hotel and get Sammy into a comfortable bed. The rest would wait until tomorrow. "Ah, just what the doctor ordered." Dean said as he spotted the vacancy sign on a small hotel. He pulled in and a few moments later was opening the door to their current home.

Sam had woken up, but hadn't said a word. He simply followed Dean into the room and went to sit on the bed. His eyes had a glazed look to them and the circles under his eyes were dark against his pale skin. "Hey Sammy, why don't you sack out for a while. I'll go get us something to eat." Dean watched, but Sam continued to sit and stare as if he didn't know where he was.

"Sammy?" Dean tried again, this time putting his hand on Sam's shoulder as he knelt down to look into his brother's eyes.

"I'm sorry Dean." Sam said softly as he tried to focus on his brother's face. He was exhausted and his mind was having trouble processing what Dean was saying to him. It all sounded so far away.

Dean realized that Sam had reached the end of his endurance. "Sam, let me help you. You have to sleep…do you hear me…you have to get some sleep or you're going to kill yourself." Dean gently removed Sam's clothes and helped him lay down on the bed. He pulled the covers up and sat next to Sam as he waited for Sam's eyes to close and his breathing to even out.

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Trisha threw her purse onto the bed and carefully removed the clothes she had been wearing. She smiled as she saw the blood stains on her clothes. Another bad boy had paid again tonight. She knew that she had to be careful, her clothes would need to be burned in the fireplace, but first a shower was in order.

As Trisha stood under the hot shower, she let her mind relax and once again felt the power within her reaching out, searching for the one that the yellow eyed man told her could increase her powers. She smiled as she sensed he was close. She had felt him as she allowed him to see through her eyes, she had felt his revulsion and his pain, but she had also felt something else. She felt his compassion and his innocence and it woke something in her that she thought had died a long time ago…she wondered if maybe she had gone too far.

However, as soon as she left the shower, he mind once more justified her actions. She had been forced into prostitution at a young age after her father abandoned her. Her father told her that she was the cause of her mother's death and he never forgave her. He had tried until she was 14 years old, but too many years of drinking and looking at her as she looked more and more like her mother eventually took its toll on him. She shivered as she remembered her first job…the reason she had this scar. The guy was a real freak and got off on pain. He had tortured her for three days before her pimp found her.

Gordon had paid to have her fixed up enough so that she could still earn money for him. But he made it clear that she owed him. She had been paying him back ever since. Then when she turned 22, she realized that she could control people by giving them verbal commands. It was a gift. She was able to convince the johns that they had had a wonderful time without having to perform. Of course, they rewarded her handsomely and that made Gordon happy.

But then one night, a man visited her in her dreams and showed her that she didn't need Gordon. In fact, she didn't need any man going forward. He showed her how to control her powers and provided her with what she needed to get her revenge. Her first victim had been Gordon…she smiled as she recalled his total look of horror when she slit his throat. The power that she felt when she killed was like nothing she had ever felt before in her life. For the first time she was in control and she called the shots. She could decide who lived and who died.

As she gathered her clothes and placed them in the fireplace, she realized that she needed to go shopping soon. She was beginning to run out of things to wear. And tonight, she wanted to make sure that she had something really sexy…tonight she would be meeting Sam.

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Dean opened the hotel door and noticed that Sam was moaning on the bed. Placing the food on the table, he moved quickly to sit beside his brother. "Sammy?" Dean asked as he placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder.

Sam's eyes snapped open and quickly scanned the room, falling on Dean's face. Dean felt his brother relax as he realized that he was safe. "Nightmare Sam?" Dean asked quietly.

Sam sat up and ran a shaky hand through his hair. "I keep seeing their faces Dean. I keep seeing them dying horrible deaths. We have to find this girl Dean…we have to convince her to stop what she is doing before it's too late."

Dean stood up and sat on the other bed. "Look Sam, if you ask me, it's already too late for her. She's killing people Sam. And not just one or two…she's a serial killer and we need to figure out a way to stop her."

Sam looked at Dean. "Dean, she's still human. We can't just go and kill her!"

"Dude, when are you going to learn, we can't always save the innocent person. We have to take action!" Dean was worried about Sam; he was worried his brother would try to save this mystery woman without regard for his own safety.

"Dean, if I can't save them…then what am I supposed to be doing here? These visions are either being given to me to help save them or the demon is leading me around for his purpose. Don't you understand, I have to believe that I have a choice Dean? I have to believe that these visions can be used for good and that I'm not a part of the evil that has hunted our family." Sam's breath hitched in his throat as he felt tears beginning to form. He angrily rubbed them away with the heal of his hand before standing and moving towards the bathroom.

Dean stood and pulled Sam around to face him. His brother's pain and fear were plain to see in his eyes. "Sam, I'm not sure what your role is in all of this mess…hell, I'm not even sure why we are the ones that have to try to deal with it. But there is one thing I do know. You are not evil…you're a royal pain in my ass…but you're not destined to become like him."

Sam looked into Dean's eyes and saw the truth. His brother was afraid for him, but he also believed in him. For now that would have to be enough.

"I'm going to take a shower Dean. Then we need to start finding our girl. It shouldn't be too hard…she's a hooker." Sam headed into the bathroom as he heard Dean inhale a sharp breath.

"Sam…how do you know that…" Dean shook his head. "Never mind, you saw it in your vision and figured it wasn't important enough to mention it. What else haven't you told me Sam?"

"Nothing Dean, I've told you everything I know…other than if we don't find her soon, another person is going to die. Please Dean, we have to find her before then…I….I…I don't think I can go through another vision." Sam said quietly as he closed the door.

Dean walked over to the table and opened up Sam's computer. He sent a quick email to Ash regarding Sam's discovery. Then he began his own search. Sam was right; they needed to find the woman before she killed again. But he also knew that Sam would never be able to do what had to be done. He knew that it was his role to do what Sam couldn't…he would make sure that the woman could never kill again.

TBC

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