This is a follow up to my previous story The Devil's daughter using my O/C Bea. This story will make more sense if you would please read the other story first.

I hope you enjoy and please do review x

Sam approached the cabin with mixed feelings. On one hand he had felt relieved the moment he stepped over the iron railings, relieved that he could take a break from demons and angels safe in the knowledge that nothing could reach him here. Bea's cabin was a fortress against the supernatural, built on the site of an old church the cabin literally sat on sacred ground and was surrounded by iron railings that lay set in the ground around its generous plot. The cabin itself was small, built with four iron supports in each corner and no where was safer for Sam right now and after the hell Dean had put him through over the last few weeks he needed a break.

On the other hand he felt heavy knowing that he was going to have to explain to Bea what had happened to Dean. Dean and Bea had fallen in love, no matter the odds stacked against them, no matter the time they had to spend apart and Sam wasn't looking forward to breaking her heart. He was also worried, in no way was he looking forward to explaining any bad news to a child of Lucifer's, which was exactly what Bea was. When they had found out that for years hunters before them had been protecting her and hiding her in the woods they knew they had to carry on the tradition. Sure she was the off spring of Lucifer but she'd had a human mother and although Bea had some power she was good, child like at times even and she stayed holed up in this cabin because she didn't want to use her powers and she didn't want to become like the thing she hated most in his world, her father. But no matter how much they had grown to love her Sam was well aware of the power and potential danger she had in her and he couldn't even begin to imagine how she'd take bad news.

All negative thoughts were pushed aside momentarily though when the door to the cabin flew open and out ran Bea, her messy long hair flowing behind her as she ran towards him wearing only a Dallas cowboys t-shirt that was not doing much to hide her modesty.

"Sam!" She yelled, her face a picture of happiness. Sam knew Bea probably hadn't seen another living soul in a few months and he was used to this kind of welcome when he visited as she threw herself around his neck fully expecting him to catch her, which of course he did feeling a little uncomfortable as she wrapped her legs around him "I didn't know you were coming. Where's Dean? Did you get here okay? There haven't been that many demons stalking me lately so hopefully you got here with no trouble. Did you bring food? Vodka?"

Bea rambled on continuing to cling to Sam even as he lowered her to the ground. For a while Sam just stood and listened while she talked, Bea always talked like this when they first arrived and he struggled to imagine what it must be like not having someone to speak to for weeks on end. He'd barely heard a word she said but suddenly he was aware of her looking at him questioningly.

"Sam? You okay?" Bea smiled up at him

"Not really" he replied finding it hard to look her in the eyes

"Sam, where's Dean?" She asked in a small voice

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Sitting on the mismatched couches Bea struggled to take in what Sam was telling her.

"But he'd of had to have given up?" She questioned, her eyebrows pulled together over her shockingly blue eyes "But he would never of given up, would he?"

"The amulet..." Sam suddenly felt tired as he rubbed his hand over his face before pushing his hair back

"I'm sorry Sam" Bea's words were soft as she moved to sit next to him "I'm sorry he left you"

"He didn't, he.." His voice cracking just a little as he struggled to hold in his emotions

"Shhh" Bea soothed as she raised her hands to hold his face "you don't always have to be so strong"

That moment of softness of being looked after broke something in Sam as he leant forward to put his arms around Bea, his vision blurred by unshed tears and he stayed there for what seemed like ages while hands soothingly rubbed his back.

"Sammy" the familiar gravelly voice bellowed from outside with such force that Bea could of sworn she saw the window panes shake.

"It's Dean!" She said optimistically as she released Sam and started to run to the door

Sam grabbed her wrist and spun her back to him "Its not him really, not as you remember"

"But what if it is?" Bea asked as she looked between Sam and the door hopping nervously from one foot to the other "I have to see him"

Sam released her wrist and gave her a sad smile remembering how he had felt the first time he'd seen Dean in his demon state.

Bea ran out the door and flew down the steps, a huge smile spread across her face when she saw Dean stood at the end of her garden smiling at her. The sight of his handsome face so relaxed made her happy as she started to run towards him ignoring the panic that was slowly starting to buzz through her brain.

"Dean" she said breathlessly when she finally stood before him

"Hey beautiful" his voice momentarily soothed her

Sam slowly walked out of the cabin to stand on the porch, catching a cold look from Dean he felt his face flush with slight embarrassment at having been caught with Bea in such an intimate embrace.

When Dean returned his gaze to Bea he saw the smile slowly leaving her face as she fully took him in.

His face was still beautiful, she thought, his full lips just crying out to be kissed but there was something missing from his usually sparkling green eyes. He was different, bolder, no trace of his usual self loathing that he couldn't help but wear like a twisted badge of honour on his sleeve.

"Is it true?" Bea asked sounding braver than she felt

"Bea I'm here for you, I'm here because I want us to be together" Dean said and he meant it, demon or not he still felt the same pull to Bea that he always did. It'd been his plan to come for her all along, after he'd had a little fun that is, and when he'd arrived and spied Bea holding Sam the anger he had felt made his blood boil.

A sudden movement behind him and Crowley appeared flanked by two demons dressed in black suits made Bea jump back.

"Well ain't this sweet, love's young evil dream" Crowley spat sarcastically "Err Dean we had a job to do and you kind of bailed on me the king of hell, you know your new boss"

Dean's eyes flashed completely black as he turned his furious face to look at Crowley.

A sharp intake of breath and Bea recoiled further into the safety of her garden from Dean.

"Oh sorry love I thought the demonic charmer here would of already told you about his big promotion" Crowley continued smugly

"It's not like that Bea" Dean flashed a snarl in Crowley's direction before turning to plead with Bea "I'm here for us, just think of what we could do now the two of us, the power we would have" and for a moment his face looked like it always had as he reached out to her "No more being afraid, no more running, no more hiding"

Bea was shaking as she looked at the man in front of her, the man she loved sounded like he was still in there somewhere and maybe she could help pull him out, she thought as she took a step towards Dean.

Sam standing on the porch watching moved too making his way down the first step, he wouldn't let Bea go with Dean but suddenly looking at Crowley he stopped. Crowley looked just as concerned as he felt at that moment.

Crowley shifted uncomfortably, he was already having trouble controlling his new Knight of Hell but to throw the devil's daughter in the mix, well he knew that would not work out well for him. Taking a purposeful step forward he said "And of course we'd welcome you into the family with open arms, just you, Dean, a few thousand demons and...oh yeah me, your king"

Dean's eyes once more turned to black as he turned and yelled "Keep out of this Crowley" his shoulders heaving with rage. Never breaking eye contact with Crowley Dean quickly raised his arm out to the side and with a flick of his hand one of his henchmen's neck snapped and black smoke flew out into the night sky as his meat suit fell to the floor.

"No need to get wasteful" Crowley said looking down at the body.

Bea took a step forward, "Bea" Sam called out to her and she turned to look at his panicked face. He looked so afraid for her and so heartbroken for the brother he could hardly bare to look at him. Turning back she called out "hey"

He turned quickly still a seething mass of rage, his breath coming quickly, fists held tightly at his side.

"I can't believe you did this. To yourself, to me, to Sam" she spoke crossly pointing back at where Sam stood "You know the hell I go through everyday so I won't get turned, you know how shit my life has been living up here all alone. And you... but you! You gave in, you chose this" she raised her hand to silence him when he tried to speak "You had to of chosen this somehow...somehow you wanted this, this power and now its yours but its yours alone" Bea's shook with anger, with disappointment and then she closed her eyes and slowly blew out a long breath.

Looking up to stare into Dean's eyes she slowly raised her hand as though to touch his face but at the last moment she stopped and lowered it back to her side she spoke quietly, so quietly that Sam struggled to hear what she was saying "Do you remember what you made me promise you?"

Bea had a history of sleeping with all the hunters that used to bring her supplies before Sam and Dean had found her, a history Dean had been very uncomfortable with as that included his father and Bobby, and he'd made her promise to only be his. "Bea" Dean said angrily as he lowered his head slightly to look at her from under his eyebrows.

"I made that promise to Dean Winchester but you are not him anymore" a determined look spread across Bea's face as she turned her head to look back at Sam. Poor broken and very hot Sam, as she once again looked at Dean a small sly smile sat on her face "So I guess there's no reason for me to keep that promise anymore" And with that she turned and walked back towards the cabin a sway in her hips that hadn't been there before as she forced herself to focus on Sam and not her aching heart.

"Bea come back here" Dean yelled his face furious "Sammy don't you even!"

"What the hell?" Sam asked Bea as she neared him "What's he talking about?"

Bea put her small hand in Sam's and stroked her thumb over his knuckles lightly "Come on Sam" she spoke as she gently pulled his hand to turn him towards the cabin.

Watching the delicate touch "Sammy" Dean yelled again and just stared at his brother his breath misting up the cold air around him

"It's okay Sam" Bea soothed him again as he slowly began following her up the steps back into the cabin.

"What did you say to him Bea?" Sam asked pulling her to a stop in the doorway and looking at her confused.

"I told him not anymore" and with that she walked through the door.

Sam stood one foot through the doorway and one foot out and glanced back at Dean, he felt helpless, useless and tired as he turned entering the warmth of the cabin and closing the door behind him.