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…

A/N--Is it a Bird? Is it a Plane? Hole shit, It's an update!!! Oh my god, i'm sorry it's taken so long, but it's been boiling over here, and my computer goes whack when it's hot...temperamental thing. Anywho, There's a time shift in this chapter, so dashy-page-breaky-thingos mean FORWARD A MONTH. Enjoy :D

Chapter 7-The Morning After and A Month Later

When Bela woke up she was greeted with a smile from Dean.

"Hey you."

"Hey…what time is it?"

"Early."

"Helpful, thank you." Dean grinned wider and kissed her nose. "Easy tiger…did Sam come back last night?"

"I sent him for coffee and food…in that order of priority."

"Good." She burrowed further into the warm sheets, closer to Dean.

"Hey um…what were you saying last night? Why did you think I wasn't coming back?" She fought the urge to inflict some kind of physical damage on him for remembering. Instead she laughed it off.

"You can't hold me to anything I said last night. I was tired, and emotional, and I had a concussion." He furrowed an eyebrow.

"I know you better than you think, you know. There was a reason. So tell me."

"Dean it was…nothing. Okay? Don't worry about it." She'd shifted off him now, and she was avoiding his eyes.

"It wasn't nothing." He was watching her closely.

"It was. I promise. Can we not fight, please?" Composing herself and turning big blue eyes on him, Dean relented. But he just couldn't let it go.

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"Dude, it's been a month. I don't think he's going to find us."

"That's a stupid thing to say, Dean." Bela just rolled her eyes and let the guys argue until they tired themselves out. It was a strategy she'd become familiar with, when she wasn't participating in the discussion.

"What do you reckon?" Dean's arm tightened around her for a second to get her attention.

"I reckon…I reckon you guys are going to kill one another, or me, if you keep arguing about this every day. At least make it every other day, god." She picked up the fork in front of her and leaned over to get some of Dean's food, effectively ending the discussion.

"I was going to eat that…" He said, but made no move to stop her.

"Well I just did." Sam laughed from across the table, and Dean and Bela looked up at exactly the same time.

"What?" Dean was the one asking the question. Sam simply shook his head, still laughing. He was surprised how comfortable he'd become around Bela…Dean was right, she just took a little getting used to. At any rate, it was a lot cleaner now she was around…

Then he realized that the affectionate teasing from across the table had stopped, and Bela's eyes were locked on someone who had just walked in the door.

Without a word, she stood up and walked quickly out the door, just barely managing to keep out of the guys way. Sam looked at Dean, hoping his brother could shed some light on her strange behavior. Dean, however, seemed as stumped as Sam, but stood up straight away to follow Bela.

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A/N2-There. Next update shouldn't be long. Oh, and I FINALLY got Jason Manns' CD! So happy :D:D