Warning- This story is rated M, for erotic content. The story deals with an adult psychic vampire obsessed with a teenage Sam Winchester, and due to the erotic nature of her feedings on a young Sam we felt the need to warn you.
Co-written by Sendintheclowns
Every Breath You Take – Chapter 15
With doubts on Sam's mono diagnoses, John decided that the best course of action would be to talk to Heather's friend the doctor. Talking to Dr. Samuels had fueled the fear that Sam was now under the influence of a supernatural being.
Dr. Samuels was at a loss. He didn't remember Heather, and swore he was not friends with a Heather Black. He vaguely remembered Dean and Sam, but couldn't explain how he made a diagnosis of mono without a blood test.
John now realized that Heather had used mind control on the doctor and most likely on him and Dean. It was beyond frustrating that he had allowed her to get that close to his family. It was of little consolation that she had used mind control to achieve her goal.
Once they arrived back at the apartment, both Winchester sat down to compare thoughts.
"So if she used mind control on the doctor, we can assume that she did on us too. " Dean stated and then went on with his thoughts. "Last night, I thought it was a funny maternal thing she did when she told us both to get a good night's sleep, but in reality the bitch was pulling an Obi-Wan
on us!" Dean's eyes were full of anger.
"Yeah, and I think that she had to touch us for it to work. I remember thinking she was very touchy feely, and now that I think back on it, whenever she made a suggestion it was always accompanied by a touch. At least I'm almost positive that was the case each time." John sighed in frustration.
"I think you're right on that, because I thought she was way flirty, even with Sam. Why I had to egg that on, and kid Sam… it makes me sick to think about it now. I should have listened to him." Dean's face was full of the guilt he felt.
"Now Dean, it does us no good to play the blame game. I think we're both at fault here, but until Sam is back safe and sound we're not going to sulk about what we should've done. There will be time later to examine this whole thing and learn from it. Right now, we need to plan our next course of action." John tried to give Dean a reassuring smile, but he knew that it came off as a grimace. This whole thing had him torn up inside. He had failed Sam, but the marine in him told him to move on.
"So Dad, what do you think we should do next?" Dean asked hopeful.
"Well, I think we need to find out more about how her husband died. It might give us a clearer picture of what kind of being she is." John knew they needed all the Intel they could get but he was afraid of what they might discover. He was sure she was a supernatural being and that wouldn't bode well for Sam.
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Heather sat in her car reeling from her recent encounter with Sam. It had scared her that she had lost control. She was very upset with herself. There had been a promise to never lose control around Sam, and that's exactly what she had done. The idea that she could've seriously hurt Sam in her feeding frenzy tore her up.
On top of that, she had revealed her true self to Sam, far sooner than she would've liked. She wanted Sam to fall in love with her before she told him what she was. Now she felt, she must inform Sam of all her secrets and hope that over time he would except her and love her just as she loved him. Heather was hopeful that because of his young age, he would adapt.
She knew that worst case scenario she could brain wash the child. Heather hated to do it, but by being in control of all his needs and by influencing him with mind control she knew she could break him. She had seen her father do this many times to control his followers, and she had loathed her father for doing it to helpless souls. Now that she was desperate she could understand her father's method of madness. The need sometimes outweighed the guilt.
Heather promised herself that breaking Sam would be a last resort, but at least she knew that no matter what he would be hers.
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That afternoon had been a fruitful one. Dean was happy that they were able to quickly get the autopsy results from Tom Black's death. The autopsy made note of a weird rash, similar to the one on Sam. It also showed that he did suffer from quite a bit of blood loss, though no blood had been found outside the body and there were no wounds. In the end, the coroner had listed the cause of death as a heart attack.
Once outside of the coroner's records office and inside the Impala, Dean let the panic set in. His brother was in danger, and they had no idea where this creature was. His dad must have sensed Dean's panic because he grabbed Dean's right shoulder and shook him.
"I know it's hard Dean, but for Sam's sake pull it together. I don't think that your brother will end up like Tom. If she wanted to kill Sam, she would have done it and not kidnapped him." John's voice was calm and Dean didn't know how his dad was holding things together.
"So why does she want him?" Dean asked afraid of the answer.
"To be honest, I'm not really sure, but my theory is that she needs a new mate." John sighed and looked away.
"Damn it, he is only a kid. Why chose him over me or you? Why Sam?" Dean was so angry, he could scream. Sam was innocent, and how dare this woman defile his kid brother.
"Uh, Dean I hate to say this but she might have chosen him because of his youth. If she is indeed looking for a mate, she might see Sam as someone she can control and train to be what she wants." John replied eyes straight ahead, so that it was hard for Dean to read him.
"But why kill Tom? She seemed truly upset over his death." Dean hated the direction his mind was taking him, but he needed to know what was happening to Sam.
"Again Dean, I don't know, but my guess was that they had a lover's spat and things got out of hand or maybe he learned her secret. That's why we need to find Sam as soon as possible. I don't know what will happen if she loses control." John turned towards Dean and it was then that he knew his dad was scared. His face wasn't the mask it normally was, Dean could see the fear there.
"So what is she? A vampire is my guess but she was out in the sunlight. Vampires are extinct right?" Dean could see that John was stumped by this question by his frustrated expression.
"Don't know son, maybe a mutant vampire of some sort. But on the bright side, there were no unexplained deaths here, I checked. Tom is the only under aged heart attack. I don't think she was killing to survive, but I can't be sure. We should do some more research while we wait for Joshua and other contacts to call back with leads on her." John face was set in determination, and Dean knew that the hunt was on.
"Yeah you're right, let's hit the library before it closes." Dean started the car, his expression matching his father's. The hunt was on and Heather would be found.
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Heather returned to the hotel in better spirits. She had gathered the supplies she needed, set up a bank account and had found a furnished apartment near the University of Kansas campus that would be ready to move into tomorrow. The time away from Sam, had also allowed her to gather her thoughts and she was now ready to share her life story with her soul mate.
She entered the room, arms full of supplies and found that Sam was splayed across the bed just as she had left him. He hadn't moved at all. Heather sat her bundles down on the hotel desk and walked over to her beloved. Sam was asleep, with tear streaked cheeks. It tore her apart that she had caused his fear and sadness. It was her hope that she could undo some of the damage by sharing herself with Sam. Her true self.
Heather carefully moved the young boy around on the bed until he was in a more comfortable position. She then set out to wake him. Perched on the edge of the bed, she began tugging urgently on his right shoulder until she was able to wake him. Her heart caught in her throat when his eyes opened and mirrored the look of fear from earlier today.
She quickly used her mental energies to calm the boy. Once he began to relax she spoke to him.
"Sam, we're going to have a little heart to heart, and everything that I say, you'll be able to remember, even after I release your mind. Do you understand?" She watched as he nodded in agreement.
"Baby, first I wanted to say that I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. I panicked when you ran and then I reacted in anger. I promise to try to stay in control from now on. You don't need to fear me, I love you and would never hurt you on purpose." Heather paused and ran her fingers through Sam's hair willing for him to let her in, for him to understand.
"I was going to tell you everything about me, when I felt you were ready. What happened today, made me decide that you need to know now, so that you can understand me and hopefully accept me. My life's story is a bizarre one, it sounds like a bad bedtime story but unfortunately everything I'm about to tell you is true. I think that you'll be able to believe it though. You and your family are supernatural hunters right, sweet one?" Sam nodded, eyes wide. "It's okay, I've known all along, and it's what attracted me to your family in the first place. I thought it would be fun to play with you and your family. I just never dreamed that I would fall for you."
She watched as Sam tensed again. It was frustrating but she reminded herself of his youth and innocence, she would need patience with her Sammy. She stroked his hair again and whispered words of endearment until he calmed again.
"So, my life story is a sordid one, and even odd by supernatural standards. My father is an incubus, and like all good incubus, he sought out a perfect mating partner when he decided he needed an heir. The woman he chose was a powerful psychic. He felt she would make a perfect mate, by hopefully providing psychic ability to his prized heir. Though things did not go as planned, because as in every good story we need a villain." Heather took a breath, and looked at Sam who was staring at her intently, soaking in every word. She smiled at him and continued.
"You see my father had an enemy. One that wanted to destroy him. This enemy, just happened to be a vampire, and right before my mother was going to give birth he attacked her and turned her. This man had two goals. The first was to turn my father's mate against him, and second to destroy his child. He assumed that by turning my mother, I would die. He was wrong, I survived. Now the weird thing about incubus is that they raise their young. They abandon the mother and take the young. When my father came to claim me, my mother was under the influence of his enemy, and tried to kill him. Instead she was killed and I was taken off to live with my father. Should be end of story, a happy ending and all of that right?" Heather hated that she sounded so bitter, but it was truly how she felt. She could tell Sam was still engrossed with the tale so she continued.
"Well, no happy endings for me because my father soon learned that I was a freak. I was half vampire and half succubus. He felt he could live with that, if I could let my succubus side dominate. That worked when I was young, but as I matured, he realized the freak that I am. You see my succubus side craves psychic energy, and on top of that I didn't see a reason to kill the people I feed off of. I reasoned that if you could get enough life force, blood or energy to survive without killing then why do it. So for that my father disowned me." Heather felt Sam tense under her again. She had no doubt he was having trouble grasping everything she had told him. Laying a hand on his chest she sought to reassure him.
"Sam, sweetie, you have no reason to fear me. I need you to calm down for me." She watched as he took a deep breath and did as he was told.
"Good boy. So let me see, oh yeah, I was disowned and cut off. On my own for the first time in my life, I was scared. That was until I met and fell for Tom. He and I made great companions, but then one night he discovered me feeding on another man. He called me a whore and a freak. I admit that I lost it and in a frenzy killed him. But Sam, I've learned from my mistakes and that will never happen again. Besides, I didn't love him, and I do love you. You understand that right?" She watched as he nodded. It was hard telling Sam the truth and knowing that if she didn't have control over the boy, he'd be freaking out. She reassured herself that given time Sam would come to understand her.
"Sam, I was just getting my life together for the better when your family moved in. Like I mentioned before, I knew you were hunters and I thought it would be fun to feed off of you right under your dad's nose. I have a thing against hunters. They all see things in black and white. I'm supernatural so I have to be evil, but I'm not Sam." She could see the disbelief in his eyes but she continued on.
"When I fed off you, I knew you were special. Sam something has touched you, because you are psychic, and not just any psychic, you are powerful. You've just not grown into your powers yet. The reason that I say you have been touched is because your blood is different than normal human blood. It too, is powerful. The best way to describe it is, that most human blood is like a milk shake and yours is like a power drink, full of energy. I get a buzz when I feed off of you. Someday you're going to develop these powers and I want to be the one to guide you and protect you from the dangers lurking out there." Heather could see that Sam was struggling with this information. Disbelief crossed his features and she continued to stroke his hair trying to keep him calm.
"I'm a freak and someday your family would have viewed you the same way. I just took you away before you had to feel that pain, and in time you'll understand and thank me for it. Sam, I love you, and I want you to in time, be my soul mate. I'm drawn to you and you make me whole. It is necessary for me to feed off of you, but I will never hurt you. In fact, I intend to train your mind so that you can share your blood and energy with me, and suffer no side effects. It's hard to see it now, but someday soon, we'll start our perfect new lives together Sam. I promise." She was disappointed to see that tears were now streaming down Sam's face as he shook his head in denial. Heather sighed and whispered in his ear.
"You're safe Sam, go to sleep baby, everything will be better when you wake up. I promise." Heather watched as he relaxed and fell asleep. She climbed into bed with him and snuggled up close.
A/N: I'm back and so we will start posting a chapter every other day. Thanks so much for all the wonderful reviews- and thanks to our anonymous reviewers! I wanted to also thank our wonderful beta, Floralia for all her support!