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Secrets

Chapter 13 – Truth or Lies

Suddenly Sam saw movement from the corner of his eye. Turning to face the new threat, he never saw Dean pull the gun and he never saw his brother bringing the handle down on the back of his head. His last vision was of the young woman who stood in front of him smiling.

Dean bent over the still form of his brother and picked him up under his arms. He dragged Sam to a nearby BMW and placed him in the trunk. He turned to head back into the bar but paused as he passed by a beautiful young woman.

Trisha smiled at Dean. "You did well Dean, I'm really going to enjoy you when the time comes, but right now I need to talk to your brother. You will go into the bar and enjoy yourself. For tonight Dean, you no longer have a little brother."

Dean turned smiling and entered the bar. As the doors closed, he stopped and shook his head. Something wasn't quite right, but then he heard the music and saw the young woman he had talked to earlier motioning him to join them. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided to enjoy himself.

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Sam woke slowly, noticing first that his head was killing him. He groaned as he tried to take in his new surroundings. He tried to move his arms and legs and found that he couldn't. He was tied to a bed with nothing but his boxers on. As he looked around, his breath caught in his throat as he realized that he had seen this place before. It was the cabin from one of his visions.

"Dean?" Sam croaked as he tried to turn to see what had happened to his brother. But there was no answer, just the sounds of the lake that Sam knew was just outside the broken window. As he struggled with his bonds, he heard a soft movement off to his right. Turning his head, he saw a small figure huddled in the corner of the room.

"Who are you?" Sam asked quietly, trying to focus on the figure. But the person simply moved further back into the shadows. It was almost like the person was trying to disappear. "Please, don't be afraid…I won't hurt you." Sam tried again, but whoever was there, wasn't going to come out. He could almost feel the fear rolling off the person.

Sam closed his eyes as the room began to spin. He knew that he probably had a concussion, but he had to get out of here and find out what happened to Dean. He knew that Dean had to have been the one who knocked him out, but he knew that Dean was under Trisha's control. Unfortunately, when Dean came out of it, he would remember only that he had hurt Sam and Sam knew that Dean would take the full blame.

"Well hello there handsome…miss me?" Trisha said as she entered the cabin. She noticed Sam struggling against his bonds. "Don't bother Sam, you and I are going to spend quite a bit of time together. You know, I never met anyone before who could resist my mind control. He told me you were special, but now that you're here…I wonder what he wants with you. I mean my powers are so much stronger than yours. You can't even get loose."

"Trisha, you have to listen to me. I know you feel like this is the only way to get revenge for what happened to you…but don't you see. You've become the very thing you hated. What about the families you have destroyed…"

"You're wasting your breath Sam. The man with the yellow eyes has never lied to me. He's never hurt me…but then, since he only comes to me in my dreams…I guess he would be safe." Trisha moved to sit beside Sam. She let her fingers trail over his well muscled chest, smiling as Sam tried to move away from her touch.

"Don't be shy Sam. You and I could have a lot of fun together." Trisha moved her lips closer, brushing against Sam's neck.

Sam jerked his head away. "We can't have anything together Trisha…this isn't a game. You don't understand what is really going on here."

Trisha sat back up with a frown on her face. "You're just like all the rest, you only want to control me. I thought you might be different Sam. What a disappointment." Trisha rose from the bed and moved to the center of the room.

Sam had to figure out a way to reach her. "Trisha, please let's just talk ok. I'm not here to hurt you…I'm here to help you."

Trisha laughed a brittle laugh. "Sure Sam, the man with the yellow eyes showed me how you and your brother want to help me…you want to take my power and then you'll kill me. Well, I'm no longer that weak little girl that was tossed out by her father and abused by other men. I've got the power and I don't intend to give it up."

Trisha looked to the figure in the corner and smiled. "Such a good pet…are you ready?"

There was a brief sob as a soft voice sounded from the darkness. "please…don't do this."

Trisha laughed and Sam realized that Dean had been right. Trisha was too far gone, she was enjoying the power, enjoying the fear that she was able to evoke in people. Part of him cried for the young girl that had been lost and part of him was angry at the demon that had broken this girl, just like he had broke Max and Webber. "I'm sorry." Sam said quietly as he turned his head and closed his eyes. His head was really beginning to throb; all he wanted to do was let the darkness take him.

Trisha looked at Sam and paused. There was something in his voice…something honest. "What are you sorry about Sam?"

Sam sighed. "I'm sorry you lost your parents and I'm sorry you got pulled into this mess. I know you won't believe me Trisha, but the man with the yellow eyes is not your friend. He is a demon and he is the one who is responsible for all that you have suffered."

Trisha stared at Sam. "You are crazy you know that. The man with the yellow eyes is just…he's another psychic like us Sam. He's entered my mind after….after the last attack. He saved me Sam…I was one step from killing myself and he stopped me and showed me what I could do. You have no idea what it's like to suffer Sam…not like I have suffered." Trisha was getting angry. Who did this guy think he was, he had no idea what he was talking about.

"That's where you're wrong Trisha. My mother was killed when I was six months old…just like your mother. My girlfriend was killed just before I was getting ready to propose to her. My father was killed recently as well and my brother was almost killed more than once. All of them by the same evil…the demon with yellow eyes. The same demon that is visiting you in your dreams Trisha and feeding you lies. He only wants you to further his cause Trisha…he doesn't care about you."

Trisha looked closer and Sam and saw the truth in his eyes. A part of her that she hadn't heard from in a long time was fighting to come to the surface. The part that knew that what she was doing was wrong…the weak part of her personality. The part that had allowed those men to use her and then discard her like so much trash. "No! I won't listen to any more of these lies. No one tells me what to do Sam, no one!"

Suddenly a whip appeared in front of Sam. He blinked as he looked at Trisha. "This isn't going to change anything Trisha…and for the record, you are wrong. You are not in control…if you were you could release me and walk away from here. But he won't let you do it…you're a slave to the demon with yellow eyes…you just haven't realized it yet…Argh!" Sam yelled as the whip slashed across his chest leaving a red welt.

"You really are a bad boy Sam…and bad boys have to be punished." Trisha smiled as the whip continued to leave stripes across Sam's chest and legs. "You will be punished until you admit that you have told me nothing but lies Sam…do you understand me?"

Sam groaned as another lash hit him. "Well then you better get ready for a long night, 'cause everything I told you is true…I won't give in to you or your new master…do you hear me you bastard, you won't get me to turn and accept you like she has."

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Dean woke the next morning, a slight smile on his lips as he remembered the fun he'd had in the bar the night before. He slowly rose from his bed and made his way to the bathroom. As he moved past the other bed in the room, he stopped and stared. A moment later he shook his head in horror as another memory surfaced. "Oh my God Sammy…what have I done!"

TBC

Raven524: Ok, so this chapter was a little dark. Trisha may or may not be able to be saved…but you gotta give Sam credit for trying. Remember to let me know what you think! I really like hearing from you!