As the sun slowly rested on his face Dean threw an arm up to cover his eyes not yet wanting to wake from his slumber. He felt warm, peaceful even. He could also feel that the warmth came from the small figure currently curled around him, one of his arms was tucked under Bea's body holding her as tightly to him as she clung to him. Her face resting in his neck, her warm breath on his skin, her leg was draped across his middle the blanket covering them.
He couldn't remember how they'd got like this, he didn't even remember falling asleep but assumed she must have cuddled into him and he didn't seem to mind one bit. Looking down at her face he took in her features, how her eye lashes managed to sit on her skin when her eyes were closed, and her pink lips slightly ajar, what the hell am I thinking, he mentally scolded himself.
A bullet landed in the wood at the foot of the couch and Dean reacted quickly reaching for his gun and rolling to face the direction of the shot. He felt Bea move quickly and was barely able to focus on her before she was already crouched down on the porch bow and arrow at the ready staring intently forward, as Sam came crashing out of the door shotgun in hand ready to fight.
"Boys boys boys" came the gravelly voice they knew all too well "Don't you know it's wrong to take advantage of a single lady all alone in the woods. Especially when she's someone else's girl"
"Crowley" Dean growled "How did you find us?"
"Happy accident I guess as I was just here to visit with my girl" said Crowley throwing a wink at Bea.
"Stop calling me that!" she yelled
"Feisty, makes you tingle doesn't it boys. But touch a single hair on that body and there'll be hell to pay" And with that he was gone.
"What the hell does he want with you?" Sam asked looking down at Bea who remained in her defensive couch
"We need to get out of here" Dean barked standing to pull Bea back into the cabin
She jumped away from his grip looking startled "I can't leave. Bad things happen when I leave. He's out there, I can't leave" her words stumbled nervously from her throat as she backed away
"We can handle Crowley, we've dealt with him before" reassured Dean
"It's not him I'm worried about" she yelled "You don't understand what he does when I go out there. People get hurt…I get hurt" her voice now barely a whisper as tears filled her eyes
"Are you talking about Lucifer? Cause he's gone" Sam explained in soothing tones moving forward to calm her "He's in a box, I put him there myself so I know he can't get to you"
"You think a box stops all the things he's cursed me with. I haven't left this place in years, I can't. Curses follow you everywhere"
"Cursed? What has he cursed you with Bea?" Sam asked placing an encouraging hand on her shoulder
"Being alone" she paused enjoying the feel of his strong hand on her shoulder "He uses it against me, makes people befriend me, fall in love with me, only they aren't people, they are evil and cruel and it always ends up with me here alone. And I can't do it anymore, it hurts too much"
"But you won't be on your own Bea, you'll be with us" Sam continued feeling himself getting through to her "And we need to find out a few things, find out what's going on here"
"Please Bea" Dean said stepping between them "Come with us, you won't be alone"
"Jeez how the hell is a girl meant to resist" Bea said her mood again switching with some speed "Do you guys practice those puppy dog eyes, god damn you are pretty" and off she walked into the cabin.
"Handsome people would call it, not so much with the pretty" Dean said to himself once she'd left.
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"No. No way" Dean said angrily "You are not driving my baby"
"PPPLLLeeeaaaasssssseeeeeee" Bea whined leaning closer to him, bringing her cleavage into his vision "I never get out let alone get to drive and it'd make me feel so much better about leaving, please"
"God damn it" Dean said as he opened the driver's door for her refusing to look at Sam who he knew was laughing at him
"Wow. I can't believe that actually worked, I mean you see it on TV but really a bit of cleavage truly gets you far in life, awesome awesome knowledge to have" Bea laughed to herself "Can I get the key please"
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"Slow down Satan's spawn" Dean yelled from the passenger seat of his beloved Impala, slapping Bea's hand away as she reached for the radio "Hands on the wheel"
"I thought the driver got to choose the tunes Dean" laughed Sam from the back.
"Shut your pie hole" Dean yelled nervously pumping the imaginary brake at his foot.
"Oh really" Bea said slyly, closing her eyes for a second to tune the radio on with her mind
"What the..."
"Ssh Dean, Sam said driver chooses so I choose". The radio was going between channels when it finally found something she approved of as 'Some Nights' by Fun played through the speakers, "I'm so happy" Bea said almost to herself as she floored the gas and enjoyed the wind in her hair, feeling free for the first time in years.
They'd been driving for a while and both Sam and Dean were very much over listening to Bea flick endless through the radio, helpless to turn it off as she used her mind to do it. "So Bea, ever think about using your powers for good?" Dean moaned
"Huh" she asked looking at Dean oblivious to what he was talking about "You want to drive?"
"Yes" Sam and Dean answered together quickly.
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"Cool, a diner" Bea spoke like a small child staring out of the window
"Yeah a place where magic happens" Dean smirked looking up at the burger specials board that stood in the window
"Really!?" she asked her voice filled with awe
"No, he just gets a little crazy when he hasn't eaten for a while" Sam soothed opening the door for Bea to climb out "Just a place to take a breath and get some food, come on"
Nervously keeping as close to Dean as she could Bea tried to keep her eyes down but it was just so bright and it smelt so good that it was hard not to stare at her surroundings. A waitress rang the serving bell and Bea threw herself back to back with Dean taking a defensive stance, feeling foolish when she realised what the harmless noise was.
Sam pulled her arm slightly moving the nervous girl towards a booth "Come on its okay"
Bea moved to sit by the window opposite Sam and Dean came to sit next to her while she looked around at her fellow diners, she didn't trust a single one of them. Bea quickly closed the space between herself and Dean, holding onto his arm getting as close as possible while trying to calm herself. She couldn't help but panic as the waitress moved towards their table, her breath picked up as she slowly pulled the knife out of her back pocket keeping it at the ready under the table. The familiar flick of a knife and the reflection of the silver blade caught Dean's attention as he noted Bea's terrified expression. Putting his hand on hers to hold the knife steady he turned his face to the waitress, "Hi, could we get three of your house burgers with fries. Two coffees and a coke" he asked politely
"Decaf!" he yelled after the waitress's retreating back.
"OK, so you haven't been out in public for a while but I'm hoping you remember that slaying your local friendly waitress will not help with the whole keeping under the radar vibe you've going for" Dean spoke as he pulled the knife out from under the table and flicked it safely away before tucking it into her jacket pocket.
"How do you know she wasn't a demon?" Bea asked genuinely confused
"We don't. We just know that most of the time they are just regular people, ok?" Sam asked intently hoping they hadn't made a mistake bringing Bea out into the big bad world.
Things relaxed a little once the food arrived, Bea so very happy to be eating her first diner burger let out little moans of enjoyment with each bite. Uncomfortable at the attention he seemed to be paying to those noises Dean said while looking around conscious of the gaze of a few fellow diners "Yo Meg Ryan you want to keep it down a bit!"
"Who's Meg Ryan?"
"God damn it" Dean moaned easing himself out of his seat walking to the counter to settle their bill.
Walking out into the night air Sam stopped suddenly throwing an arm in front of Bea who had also already noticed the alarming smell of sulphur. Dean stumbled into them as he left the diner "What the...!?"
Stopping to look up as two guys, eyes blacker than night, slowly walked through the car lot towards them.
The door of the diner swung open viciously crashing into Dean's back sending him flying forward and out stepped the waitress who'd served them, all human drained away by the same black eyes as the men.
Dean was quick to recover throwing himself forward his fist connecting with the waitress' nose before dropping down to position his shoulder in her stomach catching her off guard, both of them falling to the floor. Sam meanwhile paced in front of Bea, sizing up his competition and not liking his chances but up for the fight anyway. The smaller of the two demons suddenly broke into a run changing directions at the last moment to narrowly miss Sam's fist from connecting with his face, moving behind him to jump on his back. Sam thought fast bringing a punishing elbow to the demon's ribs and still the little guy held on apparently unhurt. Moving his feet unsteadily back Sam proceeded to crush him into the diner wall with as much strength as he could muster over and over, trying not to stand on Dean in the process as he tackled the waitress on the floor.
Bea crouched into her now familiar defensive stance and pulled the trusty blade from her pocket. A look of determination settled on her face as she took a deep breath in.
Breaking into neck breaking speed she flew at the larger demon barely touching the ground as her feet found the bumper of a car then the trunk using the now height advantage to propel herself at the demon her knife landing in the side of his head before landing in a roll coming out ready to move again quickly. She put her hands in the blood spilling out either side of the demon's head and began to chant words of no known language, then slamming her hands down onto the floor an explosive red light flowed from her making the waitress and the small demon roar their heads back, the black evilness that fell from their mouths disappearing in the light.
Sam clutched at his throat where the demon had done it's best to crush his windpipe and stared in awe at Bea. Dean threw the waitress' body off him and turned to stare at Bea open-mouthed from his knees. She could tell from their expressions that they were shocked, amazed even, but mostly they looked afraid of her. Knowing what she was, well that was one thing but seeing what she could do had been something else and she found herself suddenly missing the solitude of her cabin.
"I'm sorry" she whispered turning to walk to the car climbing into the back seat and pulling her legs up to hug to her body.
"Dude what the hell?" Dean said to Sam as he watched her walk away
"She saved our butts" he answered
"Yeah but with some serious mumbo jumbo. That girls got some power"
