I'm not sure where John Winchester was to rest, for his hunter's burial but I'm going to say it was at Bobby's. So, if I am wrong, please don't point your pitch forks and what not my way. I'm only going with a guess, and it wont be changed. So work with me. Also, please remember this isn't all about angst and whatever... I suck at writing angst... so It's more of a humor story...
This is more like a filler chapter, I took so long because I really haven't been motivated to write anything for any of my stories. & I still do not kno who I am basing this Bella off of, who would play her, I'm not sure yet... and it sucks writing when you dont have a clear picture of the face in your mind... at least for me.
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The pain of losing her own parents had come back harshly, no matter how forward she thought she moved past it. But the pain became fresh as she stood between Sam and Dean Winchester as they watched the flames from the hunter's funeral lick and burn their father's body.
She remembered having to attend many of them through out the years, her first when she was five. They say at a young age you don't really remember things, but she could remember almost everything from her childhood, and the number of bodies being burnt had always been branded in her memory. She remembered at her Uncle Edward Mason's that she was glad she would never have to see her mom or dad be set free from earth that way. Because then, her mommy and daddy were heros and the strongest people she knew, and to her, they couldn't ever die.
But when their time came, she cried like a baby, screamed a few times too, or a lot. She doesn't remember much of what happened after their bodies stopped burning, when they only continued to smoke. She blacked out and Bobby had to carry her into the house, he decided she had enough. The days following she went in and out of stages of grief. One minute she was a sobbing mess wishing she had said this or that before they died, or she was just plain pissed off. Angry because they left the earth, leaving her behind, angry because some sort of son of a bitch supernatural bitch fucker got her parents before they could get it.
The memory and the pain came back, but she wasn't about to show it. Not when she felt she was needed, or at least that she could be helpful in some way, to the boys. Sam's tear streaked face made her feel worse, he didn't get the chance to know what having a mother was like, not with him being a baby when she died. Now he lost his only parent he ever really had, John. Looking at his glossy red tinted eyes made her push her feelings aside. The look on Dean's face wasn't an emotional expression she was a stranger of.
She knew that for him, she would have to sit back and wait for him to come to her and talk, if he even decided that at all. If he was anything like she thought she could guess, it wouldn't be easy to get him to release his feelings. It wasnt easy for her to release her's. Bobby damn near had to slap her and take her over his knee a few times to get her talking. Bottling it up caused rage attacks to everything and everyone around her. The kitchen being the main room to take her abuse, Bobby sometimes ended up the short end of the stick. Black eyes or bruised jaws, maybe a busted lip here and there.
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The Impala got as much attention that it deserved. The once beautiful car was in shambles from the huge hit it took the night the Winchester's and Bella had ended up in the hospital.
Dean was underneath the roughed up car working on it, trying to get his 'baby' back to her original self, as the radio played and Bella sat silently watching. As she did for the past few days. It didn't bother him, she didn't talk or ask how he was feeling, nor did she tip toe around him. He enjoyed her presence and the silence she brought with her, but even better was the times she brought him out food. His favorite was her homemade pie.
He loved her pie, it was delicious. Everything was better with pie.
When Sam came out, Bella tensed. She was sure it was going to get either ugly real fast or awkward real fast. She was pretty sure it was going to be the first one, for sure.
"How's the car coming along?" Sam asked as he approached Dean
Not getting out from under the Impala, Dean gave a short answer as he kept his wrench work going.
"Slow."
"Yeah? Need any help?" Sam asked as he glanced quickly at Bella who quirked an eye brow then he looked back at the car, or Dean's legs that happened to be the only visible part of him showing.
Dean let the piece he'd been trying to get free for the past several minutes from under the car drop loudly. He wasn't surprised at all by Sam asking if he needed any help. But it irritated him, because he wasn't really asking if he needed help with the car. No, this was Sam being Emotional Sam, the one who wanted to talk about feelings and do all that hugging crap that Emotional Sam always does or tries to do.
"You under a hood? I'll pass." It wasn't the answer Dean knew Sam wanted, but it was an answer.
Dean was hoping Sam would drop it and go back inside, but he wasn't holding his breath.
Bella on the other hand had grown uncomfortable, but was too engrossed in their exchange to walk away and go inside.
The tense air around them since John's hunters burial got even thicker than it already had been. She may have felt uncomfortable, but if there was a fight, she wanted to stick around and see it, just to get some sort of relief of them hitting each other.
Their tension made her want to hit them, so why not allow herself the win-win. Besides, if it got or went to far, she could always step in the middle of them. Bobby would be upset if she didn't but that didn't mean she couldn't watch them for a few moments as they went at it. As far as she could tell, they needed the outlet, they needed to get their feelings out and Dean definitely had a lot of pent-up anger and aggression.
Bella's thoughts went dirty before she even realized it. Picturing Dean taking out his anger and aggression on her, or IN her as she really wanted at the moment. She obviously had gone too long without sex, because even if the attraction was there, she could never allow herself to get involved with Dean Winchester. It would complicate things, and things were already complicated enough, no matter how hard she wanted to ride him until her eyes rolled and her vision blacked out. It become complicated, and neither of them needed a complication, or anymore complications at the moment, or ever.
"Need anything else then?" Sam asked Dean
Bella had to roll her eyes. Sam's cut and beat up face looking a little lost and impatient as he asked the question. The poor boy just wanted to check on the wellbeing of his brother, yet at the same time he didn't know that his sensitive and caring nature was only about to make the situation worse.
He's like a giant teddy bear. Bella thought to herself.
Dean rolled himself out from under the car, and glanced up at his brother.
"Stop it, Sam." Dean ordered in his gruff voice as he pulled himself off the roller he had laid on under the car.
"Stop what?" Sam asked as if he was confused.
This is going to be some show! Bella giggled to herself in her head, ready to see the brothers have at it.
"Stop asking if I need anything. Stop asking if I'm okay! I'm okay, really. I promise." Dean said as he fiddled with a car part in his hands, facing away from Sam.
He sure as hell wasnt okay, and Bella knew that, hell even Sam knew that, why else would he keep asking the same questions.
Bella felt bad, because Sam looked awkward and uncomfortable, or more like useless. She could see that his large body language screamed to comfort and talk.
"Dean its just, we've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you havent brought up dad once." Sam said and gained attention from Dean that he been wishing for.
Dean looked over his shoulder at him, and Bella tensed. She was silently foaming at the mouth to see how this was going to play out.
To fight or not to fight, that is the question.
"You know what, your right." Dean told Sam causing Bella to snort but the boys ignored her. "Come here, I'm going to lay my head gently on your shoulder and maybe we can cry, hug, maybe even slow dance." Dean said as he smiled
Bella was instantly disappointed, though it was humorous. She saw the scowl on Sam's face and she knew that it wasnt over yet. Dean's funny tactic wasnt going to work this time, it looked like Sam was over it.
"Don't patronize me, Dean. Dad is dead! The colt is gone and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this and your acting like it didn't happen." Sam argued
"What do you want me to say?" Dean gruffly responded back
"Say something! Hell, say anything. Dean, aren't you angry, don't you want revenge? But all you do is sit out here all day buried underneath this damn car!" Sam shouted
"Revenge, huh?" Dean asked while shooting a curious look at Sam
" Yeah! " Sam simply said.
"Sounds good, got any leads on where the demon is? Picking heads or tails, any research? Because I sure haven't, but you know what, when we do finally find it. Oh no, wait, like you said, the Colt is gone. But I'm sure you've found out another way to kill it! We've got nothing Sam, nothing. Okay? So you know what the only thing I can do? I can work on the car!" Dean said as calmly as he could instead of exploding like he really wanted to, but he wasnt going to lose it.
Not in front of Sammy, and not in front of Bella, he was and could hold himself together, he had no other choice.
"We've got something alright." Sam said ignoring everything Dean just said
He hadn't been sitting around being lazy trying to suffer in silence. He had been researching, and snooping. It was to wound up to work on the car like Dean, or sit around cooking like Bella.
"It's what I came out here to tell you." Sam said calmer than before. "Dad's old phones, it took a while but I cracked his old voicemail code, here listen." Sam said as he passed the phone to Dean.
Bella got up from her spot on the work bench and stood next to the brothers. She was interested of course, it seemed as though whatever caught Sam's attention really needed to be addressed, at least he seemed that it was nessicary if not then he wouldn't have brought it to his brother's attention.
She watched as Dean listened to whatever message that Sam was interested in.
Dean looked uninterested, he didn't look like he cared to be frank about it. Whatever it was, whoever it was, he wasn't worried about it.
"It's four months old." Sam told them both as Dean handed Sam the phone back.
"Yeah but whats a message doing on his phone for that long, and who the hell is Ellen?" Dean asked again with an uninterested tone.
"Ellen?" Bella asked as her voice perked up and she stood between the boys.
Neither were surprised she would pick up on a name and possibly know who the person was. She was born into this life, not dragged into it like they were. She knew people, and the people she knew, knew people, so either way it would probably be rare that she didn't know who was who in the hunting business.
It may have annoyed Sam that she knew, when he had no answers.
"You know the woman?" Dean asked, his eye brows raising high on his forehead.
Nodding, Bella swipped some hair out of her face and smiled a small smile.
"Yeah, Ellen Harvelle? Uh, she runs a bar, pretty much all hunters know her, or at least stop by the bar for a drink and maybe a small case here and there. I worked there for a summer when I needed a little break, got beat up pretty bad on a case." She rambled with a faraway look in her eyes.
"So what are we waiting for? We need to go see this Ellen, and find out what she meant about helping dad. She could give us information." Sam asked
"The message is four months old, Sammy, I doubt anything she has to say it in any way helpful to us." Dean dismissed
"Dean, any news and information is good information. She knew dad, she knows about the demon, she could help us." Sam said to his brother then turned to Bella, his eyes pleading. "Will you take us there? Will you take us to talk to Ellen?" He turned on his best puppy eyes.
Bella looked between the boys, eyes darting quickly between them. Dean looked annoyed and put out, Sam looked like if she denied him what he wanted, that he was going to cry. She didn't want to be put in the middle of them, she had enough bickering.
"Well, how about you and I go, and Dean stays here since he obviously doesn't wish to join us. He can fix the car, and we can see Ellen. Two things done at once, progress!" Bella chirped and spun around nearly hitting them both with her long hair.
She only got ten steps away, before big brother reared his ugly little head.
"Wait just a minute, Sweetness. You think I'm going to allow you both to trot off to some strange place, with out back up, with Sammy no less?" Dean's gruff voice called out, "I will be going." He finished a small smirk on his lips
Bella stopped walking and stood up straight. She wasn't sure if she wanted to slap him, or lick him for calling her Sweetness. But she didn't like the way he just spoke, as if they couldn't go see what was going on, if he said so, she was a grown ass woman.
"Well then, I suggest you hurry up and ask Bobby for some keys." Bella said and finally turned around
"But you have a car!" Dean protested
Bella's eyes narrowed even farther and took two steps towards Dean.
"If you think I'm letting you ride in my car, you're sadly mistaken, Sweetness." Bella hissed out then turned on her heel and stomped off into the house.
Both boys, Sam and Dean, watched as she stomped off, pissed as all hell. Dean's wide eyes met Sam's and then they narrowed with a glare.
"You just had to piss her off, huh Sammy!" Dean said shoving his brother a little
"What?" Sam asked in confusion, "You're the one who bossed her around and called her Sweetness. Jerk." Sam hissed and shoved his brother back
"Whatever, let's go ask Bobby if we can borrow a car, and get some stuff together, we don't know how long this is going to take." Dean grumbled and started to walk away.
"You don't have to go you know, I'm sure Bella and I can handle it." Sam said lightly
Dean turned around sharply, nearly making Sam walk into him.
"I'm going, and that's that." Dean said with conviction and turned back on his heel into the house. "Bitch" He called out last-minute in retaliation to Sam's declaration of him being a jerk.
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"I feel like a friggin soccer mom!" Dean exclaimed as he got out the beat up van.
Bella rolled her eyes. She became annoyed with the both of them, Dean and Sam. The way the both bickered back and forth every so often, and then the silence. To her the silence was worse, because she almost suffocated her with how much tension between the brothers there was.
"Quit your bitching Dean and start looking around. It's too quiet here." Bella said as she walked away from him
She honestly wasnt sure if Ellen and her daughter Jo was here. It was really quiet, but then again the last time Bella showed up unannounced, she had a .45 pointed at her head and a broom handle shoved in her face by Ellen and Jo. She gave Ellen a black eye for that, and broke Jo's hand. So she wasn't going to give the boys a heads up, they got on her nerves too much for that.
"It's the only car Bobby had running." Sam said trying to calm his raging older brother down. " Hello?" He called out
Bella went around back and let the boys explore on their own, smiling to herself.
Ten minutes later she heard Dean shout in anger.
"SAM!" He shouted as Bella giggled closer to the front door of the fine Establishment.
She waited until she heard Ellen's " I think these are John Winchester's boys." and she opened the door.
"Right you are Ellen." Bella chirped with a smile on her face and looked to Jo, and she felt proud. Jo finally let of her trusty broom wielding and decided to take up the shotgun. "Jo! Look at you, a shotgun, tell me, is the broom jealous?" Bella asked as if she were dead serious.
"Bella!" Both Jo and Ellen said with surprise
"A little help here, Sweetness." Dean said gruffly glaring at her as he held his nose. He saw Jo glare towards him and he stepped back in defense. " Are you going to hit me again?" He asked wide-eyed. his whole face hurt, for such a small girl, Taller than Bella, but small, she packed a mean punch.
He studied the two new women. Ellen, she looked like a mother bear, fierce. No doubt she was somebody to fear when it came her daughter and he saw the caring look along with happiness from her features as she looked at Bella. The girl, Jo, she looked young, obviously a teenager near legal but he wasn't going to go there, even if he did find her to be pretty. Even if he thought of it, he was sure Bella and Mama Ellen would kick his ass.
"What's going on, where's John?" Ellen questioned looking between the three.
"We came because of the message you left our dad. You said you could help him out, what did you mean?" Sam asked
Ellen looked confused , why did John send those three here for help? John wasnt that sort of man, to send people to do his bidding, especially when it came to the demon, unless..
"With the Demon of course. I heard he was closing in on it." She stated and watched look exchanged looks between Sam and Dean. " But he wouldn't send you, is something wrong? Is John alright?" She asked
"How could you help him? Who are you, how do you know all of this?'' Came Deans rough reply
Bella sent Dean a glare, she didn't like the way he was being. His aggressive tone and attitude towards Ellen just ticked her off.
" I just run a saloon, but hunters have known to pass through now and again. I knew your dad from a long time ago, John was like family once." Ellen told him
"Yeah? How come he's never mentioned you before?" Dean asked
"THAT IS ENOUGH! Jesus, could you be any more of a dick. You don't get to talk to her like that. He wants not know what you know about the Demon, how you could help them. John is dead, he's not alright, he's not coming around. He's gone." Bella practically growled
"We really could use all the help you can get, if you can help." Sam said softly
"Well we can't, but Ash can." Ellen told them
Neither Dean nor Sam knew if they wanted to protest, or just laugh at the sheer ridiculousness that sat in front of them.
Ash was hillbilly looking man with average height. His close screamed farmer, and his hair screamed redneck in all of its mullet glory. His face held a small amount of childishness into it, almost innocent but everything else about him screamed semi-criminal.
"You gotta me kidding me. This guy is no genius, he's a Lenard Skinard roadie." Dean said with his arms crossed over his chest as he looked back and forth between Ash and the file holder Sam slapped down on the bar.
Bella giggled as she winked at Jo and Ellen from across the room. She was a little worried how rude Dean with Ash. It wasnt as if Ash gave off a smart sophisticated vibe right off the bat just by looking at him. She witnessed first hand how rude Dean was to Ellen, a stranger, she wasnt sure how he would react to another stranger who looked a little ridiculous touch John's things.
"I like you." Ash announced looking at Dean trying not to laugh.
Ash was confused. Not because got so drunk he passed out on the billiards table, but because Bella was here, with two strange men. Ash didn't know Bella to work with anybody other than the grumpy old far Bobby. The taller man with slight shaggy hair looked younger than the obvious shorter stocky older brother. He wasnt sure if Bella was aware of it, but even from her posistion on the other side of the bar she leaned towards the two meat heads. He wasnt going to say anything though, the last time he asked her a question about a man, he couldn't speak for a week.
"Just give him a chance." Jo and Bella spoke at the same time as they placed beers in front of the boys.
Dean gave Bella a pointed look and then rolled his eyes as she narrowed hers, and then sat down.
"Alright this is about a years worth of work of our dad's. So, uh, see what you make of it." Dean said as she shoved the file holder to Ash.
Bella smirked as she watched Ash flip through and scan some of the papers. He was smart, faster than most, and efficient as hell when he did his computer juju magic, as she called it.
"Come on." Ash said as he looked between Dean and Sam. " This isn't real, you can't track a demon like this." He denied as he shook his head.
Dean and Sam looked towards each other, feeling rather smug. Their father wasnt just anyone, John was smart, cunning, and thorough. He could track anything with newspaper clippings, and magazine articles.
"Our dad could." Sam told him
Ash started spewing off terms that neither Winchester could understand, hell nobody else but he could understand.
"There Omens." He said in a better simpler term.
"If we can track the Omens, then we can track that demon." Bella said as her eyes lit up. "Crop failure, electrical storms.. you know?" She said looking between the brothers.
Sam actually felt a little relieved that she got so excited explaining it, because had it been him, Dean would have called him a nerdy bitch.
"Have you ever been struck by lightning? It aint fun." Ash declared.
"Can you track it or not?" Sam asked
"Yeah with this, I think so. It's going to take time, but give me, 51 hours." Ash said as he started shuffling everything back together.
Both brothers then looked to Bella wanting to question her where the hell she or Ellen found the lunatic, but they didn't. Instead Dean caught Ash's attention as he made his way to walk out of the dinning area.
"Hey man!" Dean called out
Ash turned around and looked expectantly at him.
"By the way, I dig the hair cut." Dean said with a smirk on his face
"All business up front." Ash said pointed towards his forehead then slid his hand through his longer locks, " All party in the back." He said flicking it aggressively with a shrug and walked away.
Bella and Sam laughed as Dean looked shocked. Ash walked away feeling pretty good, he had something new to do, and he got complimented on his hair at the same time.
Jo caught Bella's attention and nodded her head away from the boys and over to the other side of the bar. Bella laughed to her self and rolled her eyes. Poor Jo, she never got to go out anywhere, much less have boys around her like that. Though Bella did remember one time during her small live in stay with the Harvelle's, walking in on Jo and some other hunter's son practically fornicating in the stock room. Jo avoided Bella for a full four and a half days until she couldn't take it anymore and practically forced Bella to say she wouldn't tell a soul, not one.
"So what's up with frick and frack over there? Are they single?" Jo asked
Bella placed her hand on Jo's and squeezed giving Jo narrowed eyes with a small shake of her head.
"Dont even go there. They're both older than you, and you're not even legal yet. Keep your legs closed and eyes off the man meat. Keep your virginity for as long as you can and for god sake, keep your voice down!" Bella hissed through her teeth, " Not to mention I'm hunting with them, the three of us, don't try to get in their little panties, it will cause problems." Bella finished then walked away
"Hey Ellen what is that?" Sam pointed a few moments after Bella sat back down beside him.
"It's a police scanner, we, uh, we keep tabs on things." Ellen told him.
Bella wanted to laugh, and Ellen wondered if maybe just maybe Sam was a little slow and not so good at his job as being a hunter. Every hunter had a police scanner, or knew what one was.
"No, no, no, the folder." He pointed
Ellen walked over to it and picked it up with both of her hands, and gripped it slightly tighter. She saw the look in Sam's eyes, he needed to keep moving, to be doing something. She didn't blame him.
"I've saved this for somebody, but, take a look." She said walking back to him , setting the folder down giving him a small smile.
After Sam had read the article and reports on the place, he was pretty sure it was right up their alley. Plus he was feeling obligated to take the case, he knew that if he father was there, he would handle it so Ellen wouldn't have to wait and hand it off to somebody else. Sam did the John Winchester thing, and took the bull by its horns and took the case for her.
"Bella, Dean. Come here, check this out." Sam shouted
Bella slapped him upside the head for hurting her ears.
"I'm right you idiot. Use your inside voice!" She hissed at him
Sam blushed and mumbled an apology giving her a sheepish smile.
An hour later the three of them set their selves on the road to get to this circus. Bella wasnt happy at all little people freaked her out.
" Great killer clowns." Dean griped with amusement in his voice. " I bet I know what you're thinking Sam. Why did it have to be clowns?" He smirked
Bella's eyes went wide and she leaned in between the two of them.
"What?" Bella said at the same time as Sam said " Give me a break." with an annoyed voice.
"Sammy busts out crying as soon as he sees Ronald McDonald's face." Dean said
"At least I'm not afraid of flying." Sam shot back
"Plans crash!" Dean defended
" And apparently clowns kill!" Sam then defended
It was quiet in the car, nobody made a sound until Bella popped back into her seat.
" It's okay Sam, the little people scare the bejesus out of me." Bella whispered causing the boys to jump.
Dean was about to say something but Sam's wide eyes shut him up and his small head shake.
Dean wanted to know when Bella started being scared of her own time.
A/N
NEXT CHAPTER IS BLOODLUST OR A LITTLE BIT OF IT AND THE EVERYBODY LOVES A CLOWN EPI. okay? SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. THIS WAS A FILLER CHAPTER... NEW ACTION IS NEXT CHAPTER.. THE THREE OF THEM START ACTUALLY HUNTING TOGETHER.
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