Chapter 9: Behind Those Eyes You Lie

Behind Those Eyes- 3 Doors Down,

Slow Down- Smashing Pumpkins,

Ella Fitzgerald -Fever

Waking up next to Dean feeling different... almost stronger! I go to move thinking pain would shoot through my body, but it didn't in fact I didn't feel anything but sore, relief flowed through me. Weird through right, not something a person can get over in one night! Snapping out of my thoughts Dean moves his hands down closer to my pelvis...moaning silently I realize I wasn't wearing anything but his shirt..'Oh my god'!! I get out of bed fast rushing to the bathroom slamming the door shut 'Oh god they know now' I says staring at myself in the mirror 'Where are all my bruises? Why aren't I hurting like last night?' Looking at my face which looked at if I had been healing for weeks, unbuttoning the shirt I see the same, soreness but nothing like I should be. "What the fuck?" I turn to leave the bathroom running into Dean, who apparently by the look on his face had been standing there for awhile.

"Hi" I smile unable to do much else.

"Hi" he smiles back at me walking closer eyeing his open shirt, showing a nice view of my body. Remembering I quickly cover myself up by wrapping the shirt around me.

"Let's get some food I have some major explaining to do" I shoot out past him heading for my bag of clothes.

"You bet your ass you do" he stated flatly at me crossing his arms to his chest, leaning against the wall.

"My ass huh?" I pull off his shirt standing bare backed and naked bending down and slowly pulling a hot pink pair of boy-shorts on, smiling knowing he can't see my face but I was totally enjoying the teasing.

Getting a knock at the door as I pull my worn out light blue jeans and a grey v-neck 'rock n roll' shirt over my head. I walk over to the door only to be stopped. "Really, no bra?"

"Nope" popping the 'p' "I have great tits, no need to wear a bra all the time" I finish nodding at the banging on the door. Dean opens the door, then back to the bed to finish getting ready.

"You both have some explaining to do!" Sam said huffing and puffing at me. Wow PMSing much this morning Sammy?

"Calm down there Sammy, might blow us a way" I sassed out at Sam as Sarah comes up and smacks the back of my head. "Ouch!"

Dean laughing at both my comment and Sarah smacking me, along with Sam who smiled at her in thanks for doing something I'm sure he wished he could do.

"Fine, OK so that day the demon came up to me in Ohio, well he said he just wanted me for training, wanted me to use more of my gifts. The thing... is it's weird I only use just a little bit but I'll be damned if I am not stronger, I mean hell I am practically healed over night." I lifted my shirt up showing everyone my yellow bruises "See almost better, hell even feeling better than I was about forty minutes ago."

"Ok that is new" Sarah said looking at me, then back to the boys who were staring. "Um as for me; my training has been in my dreams, I didn't know of course until last night sneaking away to follow Lohan over there."

"Wait, Lohan, really why her?"

Completely ignoring me she continued "Training has involved Manda and I stopping the attacker from hitting us like our own force field, also for her lifting...well..cemented things and throwing them, last but not least using her mind on demons."

Interrupting her again "Geez Sar really?" I snap at her wondering why she was bringing that up, hell I was guilty enough and now they were going to know it.

Giving me and eye and shaking her head she continued "Last night she didn't quite finish that one" She turns towards me, obviously calming me down as she kept most of the events on a need to know basis. "Oh and the burn marks are like are to control us, as soon as I saw him I was pulled towards him" Sarah finishes sitting next to me. Bowing my head looking at the ground hating how I felt about this whole thing, including lying to everyone.

"Thanks for keeping last one to yourself, I love you sis" I tell her using my telepathy still looking at my feet.

"I would never rat you out like that, if you feel the need to tell them than do so, otherwise it's between you and I... got it!" She assures me rubbing my hair out of my face and focusing back on Bobby talking to the boys. I know I didn't hear a word of what they said but I sure as hell didn't care at the moment.

"Amanda you OK?" Asks Bobby still on edge from everything that was said, but in the long run genuinely caring.

Nodding he goes back in to what we were looking at...wait what?"Did you say you all knew about the symbol, Bobby you told them?" I look at him alittle hurt after I asked, no pleaded with him to keep it quiet.

"Listen sweetheart you both were missing, and I am not going to just sit around waiting for you to end up dead." Bobby snaps at me 'Where the hell is Seth right now, he needs to know whats going on' reading his mind which kept thinking back to the last place he heard from him.

"They are holding Seth as a way to keep Sarah and I in line, I don't know where; Robert never said anything. So I am sure that Seth knows the plan for us" I answer Bobby's questions.

"Reading my thoughts young lady?" Looking at me Bobby asks none to happy.

"Sorry, won't do it again if I can help it." I defend myself before getting up and walking to the balcony. Staring at the ocean I try to loose myself in the sounds, so tired of this life, loosing myself and others all the time. Tears welting up as I think of loosing Seth, watching my father die infront of me, then...sighs..loosing Dean with the deal and Sam...hell maybe even Bobby.

"You OK?" Dean comes out wrapping his arms around me snuggling against my neck.

Turning to face him, my streaked face showing sorrow "I don't want to loose anymore people I care about, I'm tired of it!" I cry to him as he holds me tight whispering helpful words and giving me a kiss on the head. "Right and what about you're deal Dean?"

"Stop reading our thoughts Amanda, invasion of privacy" Dean snapped at me pulling away.

"Right well stop brodcasting the thoughts, and I damn well don't mean to" I bit back at him.

"It's not you're concern about the deal, it happened before we met and there isn't anything we can do about it."

"Sam seems to think differently" I reply back to as he tries to get out of this conversation..well argument.

Snapping back at me he grabbed my arm "Drop it Cooper" and paraded back in to the room.

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We all pack up, climb in to the car heading to Ingwood, Cali not to far from LA. About an hours drive to our new destination and hunt dealing with more vampires, we book a small but fairly nice motel room not far from the clubs in the area where the attacks have been happening.

"So we going out tonight or tomorrow?" I ask Sam as he throws his and Sarah's bags in to their room.

"No, tomorrow you both need to rest." He looks at me then giving at look that spoke volumes about how stressed he was.

"How long does he have?" I whisper not really wanting to ask out loud.

Startled but a hint of 'knowing' he sighed and sat down at the table "Don't wor--"

"Fuck, really Sam give me the same answer Dean does. It's not the normal ten years is it?" Answering my question with a shake of the head "Ok fine don't tell me how long, but tell why...why did he sell it?" I was growing angry with the lack of answers, they wanted us to tell them our deep dark shit but wouldn't share theirs.

"To bring me back, I died and he brought me back" his voice was heartbreaking, he obviously felt that it wasnt worth it and hated Dean had done that. "I'm going to save him Amanda, Sarah and I are working on it."

"I know you will Sam, if you need my help just ask alright?" I hug him as he nodded and squeezed tightly when Sarah walked and smiling at us. "Goodnight Sammy" I smile as he snorts and repeats it back with the added 'Mandy' and sat back down at the computer. "Love you Sar" I whisper in her ear and headed into the room I shared with Dean.

"Cooper I hope you don't think I'm going to be carrying your shit in for you" Dean looks at me as I roll my eyes walking to the trunk of the car and grabbing my bags, lugging them in the room with a huff.

Dean decided to head out for some food, leaving me alone to think and me thinking always led to over thinking and bad ideas. I trusted the Winchesters to help us out, but deep down I don't think this is going to end well. More importantly Dean needed help finding a way out of his coming trip to hell.

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Robert's POV

"They are here, I have something I want to try on them. Do you mind?" I ask Lord B as we are watching Stephan grab humans whisking them off to make them a part of his family.

"As long as you don't kill them"

"Oh this will bring out the best in our girls" I spoke laughing explaining the details of my little experiment. His dark laugh gave me the 'go' to my operation, excited now all I have to do is wait...

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Sarah's POV

We walk toward the bed that we share and sit down. I can see the concern in Sam's eyes and it breaks my heart. Over the past few days I've felt the desire growing between us, but most of all the love. I've never been loved that way by anyone before. Sam gently places his hand under my chin, pulling me forward. His brown eyes sparkle with a dark desire, electrifying my body, making my own eyes shine. I lean into his kiss, soft and supple lips that at first are tender, then become more demanding, our tongues brushing each other, going deeper. His kisses move to my throat and down my neck, all the while my empathy is blazing strong. I could feel his want, his need, but most importantly, I wanted him, needed him. Sam looked into my eyes and that was all the cue he and I needed. I reached for his jeans, unbuttoning them slowly, seductively. I pulled them down around his knees then reached down into his boxers, his hand guiding mine down to his erection. I worked the inflamed flesh, using Sam subtle hand movements as a guide. He moaned deeply and then breathed into my ear "Baby…wait. I want to see you undressed."

I slowly slide my hand away, raising my arms as Sam pulled the shirt over my head and then leaned over me, his huge frame covering me as he undid my bra straps and pulled it away. His head bent low and my breath caught in my throat as his lips closed tenderly around my left nipple. Hhe sucked it slowly, rolling his tongue over it, causing me to moan with pleasure and both nipples to grow erect and hard.

"Damn Sam…get these jeans off of me," I growl into his ear. It's almost more then I can stand, feeling his and my desire highten the most intense emotions that I've ever felt.

"I'm there, Sarah, don't worry," Sam whispered. He unbuttoned my jeans then pushed me down onto the bed. Cupping my ass, he slides them off of my hips and then pulls one pant leg down, covering my leg with kisses as he goes, working his way to the other leg.

"Sam," I sigh, as the heat in my body grows stronger, my sex aroused and wet, "I need you, need to feel you come inside me."

"All in good time," Sam smiled against my skin. He kissed my belly button and then grabbed onto my silky thong underwear with his teeth, using them and his hands to the best of his abilities to get them off me. Everywhere he touched me it was like fire on my skin.

"First, I need to see you come," Sam whispered again and bent low, his large and gentle hands spreading my legs. When his tongue swiped my clit I shook with pleasure.

Damn Sarah, what's wrong with you? It's not like you've never had sex before. Still, this was different, I had exposed my very self and soul to Sam, he knew my abilities and my flaws.

"Are you OK?" Sam questioned, ever the gentleman. I responded with a low gasp, "More," and he obliged, licking and sucking at my sex until my flesh was swelled so tight that it almost hurt it felt so good. Sam wasn't done yet, his hands found my mound and the flushed lips of my vulva. He took his finger and began tracing it along inside of me, then sliding it in and out, adding another while still using his tongue to spur my pleasure on.

I could feel his arousal so intently, his hardened body sending shock-waves of emotion to mine. I could hardly stand it, so passionate was his feeling that I couldn't catch my breath. My back arched, yearning for release that I knew would soon come. My hands had been gripping the bed sheets but now they reached for my lover, for my Sam. I found his tousled hair and wove my fingers into it, trying to bring him closer to me.

Finally I came, and the orgasm ripped through my body, causing my pelvis to buck upwards at him. "Oh, Sam," I shouted, "ohhhhhhh, God" I continued to moan, fisting his hair in my hands as he watched the spasms that caused my entire body to shake. As my climax finished Sam moved up next to my face, "Such a beautiful thing to see and taste," murmured Sam, kissing my mouth hard.

"Oh, shit, Sam, that was…wow," my voice trained off. I could still feel his need, those emotions licking at my heart and body, and that spurred me to action again, already desiring to feel him inside me and his release.

His body lay next to mine and I pushed him to his back and straddled his erection, rubbing my hand along his shaft and stroking the head lightly with my fingertips.

"Sarah, God, just release me," Sam groaned and trembling under me. I was already ready for him too, and I slide his hardened cock into me. Oh, the complete unity I felt with him there, inside me. I ground down so that he went deeper into me and Sam reached up and cupped my breast with one hand and my ass with his other, positioning me for his need. We moved together as one, touching each other, sliding hands, fingers, tongue and teeth over each other's bodies and rocking the bed slightly with each plunge into each other. I was so in tune with Sam I knew his climax was coming, could feel it in my soul and knew as he came I would again as well. Sam's body bucked twice and then he blotted upright to capture me in his arms, our bodies locked below the waist in carnal desire and climax. I leaned into him and felt his face next to mine, his breath brushing my cheek as he throatily whispered, "Sarah."

I whispered back, "Sam." I could feel his come slide into me again and I collapsed against him, almost spent, when I felt myself clench around him in a hold tighter then ever before, then release. Again and again, prolonging the orgasm. Both our bodies responded and I threw my head back, breasts heaving, riding it out together. Sam buried his face in my chest and I screamed, "Oh yes," with such pleasure and pain as something wild and untamable coursed through my veins. My head still back, body still responding to Sam's, I felt a new power come over me, causing my eyes to glow and light to shoot out of my open-mouthed scream. This new flood of power, pain, and pleasure seemed to last for hours.

Finally the desire and power released us, and I tumbled forward into Sam, who fell back down onto the bed. Our bodies were slick with sweat, our breathing ragged gasps and legs weak from exhaustion. Sam kissed me hard on the mouth, "I love you, you amazing creature."

"I love you too, Sam." We were still together and he shifted my body over to the side so that I was now beside him, facing him. I felt his once hard cock inside me slacken and settle but remain. God, he was so perfect, and I shivered with mixed feelings of love for Sam and fear for the new power that now resided in me, a dark and deep power that came from who knows where and that was changing me in some way. Those were my last thoughts before drifting off into sleep joined to Sam.