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Secrets

Chapter 20 – Reunited

Dean moved to stand in front of the terrified girl. "What did you have to do with torturing my brother?"

Andy jumped up and stood between Dean and Melissa. "Stop it man, she's innocent. Trisha is her sister…she made Melissa use her telekinetic abilities to torture her victims. If Melissa refused, Trisha tortured her…look at her man…you know what Trisha is capable of…she made you hurt Sam."

Dean blinked as Andy moved to put his arm around the shaking girl. He could see her shaking and realized that what Andy had said was true. He couldn't imagine what Melissa must be living with. He ran a shaky hand through his hair as he replaced his gun in his waist band. "Ok, look I'm sorry…"

Dean turned as he heard Sam cry out "NO! I WON'T GIVE IN…YOU CAN'T MAKE ME…YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME…I CHOOSE DEATH OVER SERVING YOU, YOU HEAR ME YOU BASTARD! DEAN! HELP ME!"

Sam was living in his own version of hell. He wasn't sure what was real or dream anymore. He thought that Dean had been there, but then he was gone. He remembered the look on Dean's face; it was like he couldn't stand to be near him.

"He can't stand to be near you Sam, see; even he knows that you will eventually accept me. You are strong Sam and you have abilities that you have yet to understand, but I can promise you, you will lead my army…it is your destiny!" The demon smiled as he felt the man weakening, he had been angry with Trisha and her failure but perhaps she had broken Sam enough to let him gain control.

"No, Dean doesn't believe I'm evil…he said so. You are lying!" Sam panted as he fell to his knees in front of the man with the yellow eyes.

"Sammy my boy, even your own Daddy couldn't stand to be near you. Why do you think he left you for a whole year…he never came after you at Stanford did he?"

"He was busy trying to find you; he would have killed you too eventually." Sam ground out, grasping at any straw now to keep the demon from gaining control

"I've got him here with me Sammy…he went to hell to save Dean, not you. He's enduring eternal damnation so that Dean could live, so that Dean could eventually kill you. You know what he told your brother…he told your brother that he would have to kill you. Why do you think your brother keeps you so close Sammy…he's watching you…waiting…eventually he will try to kill you. But you know what Sammy; you will be the one to kill him. You can be the most powerful human on the face of this planet if you will just let me unlock your full powers Sam."

"Look, I'm not interested in ruling the world and you will never convince me that Dean will kill me…Dad told him to save me you bastard, not kill me. So you better run, 'cause when we find you, we will find a way to kill you!" Sam stood on shaky legs and faced the demon, his own eyes reflecting the truth of his own convictions.

The demon stepped back; he had to break through now. "Sammy boy, since when did you think you had any choice, you can't stand up to me. I can just flick my wrist and you are gone…a mere pawn in the larger game."

Sam screamed as the pain hit. Falling to his knees, Sam curled into a ball as wave after wave of pain racked his body. "You will accept me Sammy, or you will die…you have no other choice…now choose, I grow tired of this."

Suddenly Sam blinked as the pain stopped and the demon was gone. In the distance he heard a soft voice calling his name. He followed the voice, he wasn't sure how, but he knew that the demon had lost this round. As he moved towards the voice, he smiled as he heard his brother calling him…calling him back home.

Dean rushed to his brother's side and pulled his brother's body into his arms. "Sammy, you hear me…don't you give in. You can beat this bastard, just fight damn it!"

He felt Sam still in his arms, his breathing was becoming more even. "That's it Sam, I know you can do this. I'm here for you little brother. Just follow my voice and open those hazel eyes."

Dean smiled as he saw Sam open his eyes. "Dean…I didn't do it…please Dean." Sam's eyes were glazed with pain and fever.

"Shhh Sammy, I know. Remember, I'm the one who told you that you were too good for that bastard…how are you feeling?" Dean decided to change the subject, tamping down his own guilt and fears so that he would appear calm to Sam.

Sam turned his head and looked up into Dean's eyes. He blinked as he saw only concern reflected in them. "Why….why did you leave me Dean?" Sam had a hazy memory of Dean leaving and another voice that he couldn't place.

"I had to see if I could find a working phone Sam…that bitch blew out the tires on the Impala." Dean moved to lay Sam back down, noticing his brother wince with every movement. "I went to the cabin where you called me from before…but the phone was broken. I guess we are going to have to walk out of here."

Sam shook his head. "I can't walk Dean…go without me, bring back help"

"Yeah right, like I'm going to leave you here for that bitch to finish what she started. Don't worry Sam, we'll figure something out." Dean patted Sam on the shoulder.

"But first, I need to check your wounds and get you into some clean clothes. Do you think you can sit up for a moment if I help you to the chair over there? I want to change the sheets on this bed. Then you are going to take some pills and rest while Andy and I figure out how to get your ass out of here." Dean watched as Sam's eyes were beginning to close. "Ah, no Sam…you need to stay awake for just a few more minutes ok?"

Sam nodded, but as he tried to sit up he cried out in pain. "Sam, let me do the work. Andy can you come help me?"

Between the two of them, they managed to get Sam into the old stuffed chair that was in the room. Melissa coaxed Sam to drink some water and take the pills that Dean had given her while Andy and Dean quickly changed the bedding on the old bed.

"Dean! Melissa cried as Sam started to fall forward, unable to stay sitting up any longer.

Dean ran over and caught Sam. "Ok Sam, your bed is ready…let's get you more comfortable ok?"

Once again Dean and Andy managed to get Sam to the bed. But no matter which way Sam lay on the bed, it caused his body pain. He bit his lip trying to stop himself from moaning, but he couldn't help it. "Oh God Dean, I'm sorry…it hurts." Sam said softly as Dean tried to figure out some way for his brother to get comfortable. He decided that clothes right now would only cause Sam more pain, so he pulled a sheet up and a light blanket, hoping that it would hurt him less.

Dean sat next to Sam and using a wet towel, wiped the sweat from his brother's face. "I know Sam…the pain pills should kick in soon. Just breathe for me ok…breathe through the pain. I'm so sorry Sammy…this is all my fault." Dean said as his eyes welled with tears.

Sam could hear the pain in his brother's voice. He reached up with his hand and grabbed Dean's wrist. "Not your fault Dean…remember no matter what happens; this was not your fault…demon…always the demon." Sam's voice grew quiet as he finally fell into an uneasy sleep. The pain pills finally allowing him some respite from the pain.

Dean patted Sam on the shoulder. His brother was always so willing to forgive, always looking for the good in everything. Dean couldn't understand why it made him such a target for evil. But he would do whatever he could to keep Sam safe. Moving carefully so as not to wake his sleeping brother, Dean walked over to the window and stared out into the night. "We need to figure out a way to get Sam out of here. I want to be moving by first light."

Dean turned to look at Andy. "Do you think you can help me carry Sam out of here? I'm thinking we can rig up a stretcher using the blankets I brought from the other cabin. I don't want to use a travois unless I have to…I would like to keep the bumping to a minimum."

Andy nodded. "Sure Dean…I'll help however I can."

Suddenly Dean felt himself thrown against the wall of the cabin, his head hitting hard enough to make his vision blur. Andy jumped and looked at Melissa whose eyes were filled with tears. "I'm sorry" She whispered as Andy felt himself also thrown. He hit the wall and fell to the ground, motionless.

"I don't think that you all are going anywhere." Trisha snarled as she entered the cabin.

TBC

Raven524: Now you know I couldn't just let them walk out of this one that easy. I hope you all are still enjoying the story. I wonder if Sam can convince Trisha to join their side? Hmmmm…guess I'll have to keep writing to find out. Don't forget to drop me a line!