Disclaimer-I don't, regrettably, own Supernatural or any of the characters in this story that happen to appear in said show. They belong to Eric Kripke and co…lucky bastard…

4-Distractions-

The next night, Dean lay awake, staring at the ceiling, just barely resisting the urge to pick up the book he'd set down only moments ago and continue reading.

For one thing, it was two in the morning. And for another, the book wasn't helping.

There was a splash from outside and he was up in an instant, grabbing for the knife on the bedside table. Old habits die hard.

Walking to the balcony, he ducked down and opened the door quietly. Peering through one of the holes, he could see the pool clearly.

The other thing he could see clearly, thanks to the lights mounted underneath the water, was Bela's petite figure gliding underneath the water. She surfaced for air moments later, slicking long hair from her eyes.

The sight of her, water glistening like stars on her pale skin, had him biting his lip and willing his body not to respond the way it was trying to. She stepped out, water dripping steadily from her waist and breasts where the material of her bathers collected it, and he couldn't look away.

I mean sure, he was only human, and she was attractive, but seriously? He'd never imagined what that sight would do to him.

"You wouldn't believe it Sammy…Bela actually helping…funny, she's a lot like me really…she had a little brother once. That was why the spirit wanted her, he got turned into a werewolf and asked her to kill him…just goes to show how much stronger she is too…but if you repeat this ever, I'll deny it." Dean was so used to these one sided conversations that he was actually relaxed.

But Sam hadn't changed, and he hadn't found anything. Bela was going to see someone about some charm today…he'd only seen her briefly before he left to go to the hospital. Thank god. Saved him from having to explain why he was rapidly turning pink after seeing her.

"You know, for all she can be a conniving bitch, I don't think she's that bad. She's good at what she does, that's for sure. You wouldn't believe the place I'm staying in Sammy. It's like a friggin palace. There's this huge pool out the back…" Dean stopped from straying off topic on that one…my god was there a pool out the back…a fact he'd been almost painfully aware of last night. As much as he'd been terrified of her looking up and seeing him, he hadn't moved, only sat watching her until she'd turned off the lights and he'd heard the first story door open, at which point he'd scrambled back inside as quickly and quietly as he could.

There was a knock on the door and Dean yanked himself harshly from his reminiscence. Before he could stand, however, Bela opened the door and held out a coffee cup to him.

"You didn't get one before you left this morning…thought you'd like it." She was decidedly chirpy, a fact that Dean tried not to dwell on, because then he'd get his hopes up, and that he didn't need to do.

"Thanks…So how'd you go?" She shut the door and Dean tried-he really did-not to let his gaze linger on her sashaying hips as she walked to the window side of the room and sat on the built in seat. Tucking long legs together and sitting Indian style, she answered.

"Well, the guy I went to is completely thick, had no idea what I was talking abut until I made him call his fence. Then I started getting somewhere. Told him I needed to see the wares before I bought them; standard procedure. The earliest it'll get here will be the start of next week." Dean tried not to let the disappointment show on his face. It was only Monday…so that meant Sam would have to suffer another week.

"I know you want this over with, but it's the best I could do."

"No, thanks. It's just…I hate seeing him like this, you know?" She nodded, avoiding his eyes. He realized what he'd said and could've hit himself. "Sorry…I didn't mean…"

"It's fine." Her voice was strained, emotions obviously still raw from the other night.

"No, I shouldn't have…"

"Just drop it, Dean." There was vehemence there now, and she uncrossed her legs and stalked out of the room.

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