Chapter Eight

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"Dean…Dean?"

I snapped out of my thoughts "What Sam!" I asked angrily but immediately felt bad for it; it wasn't his fault I was in a mood.

"Bella?" Asked Sam, perceptive as always, I just wish he wasn't right now.

I nodded, yeah Bella. I was worried about her, angry with her and madly in love with her but I didn't know how to tell her. I knew Bella had just kicked both mine and Sam's asses but I still worried, just cause she could beat us didn't mean she could handle everything out there alone. She had infuriated me as well; Bells had always been independent but there was a fine line between being independent and being reckless. I thought Bella had finally crossed it, I knew she felt she had something to prove to us but she truly didn't. Sam and I, we knew she was smart, resourceful and tough as steel, she however seemed to think we thought she was just another chick.

I didn't get how Bells could think I thought that of her, I know I'm not the sharing, caring kind but I'd made it kind of obvious that to me she was amazing, right?

"She'll be ok Dean, you know she's tough and clever, she'll be fine." He started to chuckle to himself, "you got your hands full with B big bro."

I smiled "and how." I added suggestively and smirked when I saw Sam shudder slightly.

We had just got all the case reports from the disappearances from the sheriff's office thanks to Hells quick thinking. It was surprisingly easy as it seemed Deputy Mark had expected us due to a cute blonde reporter. I was slightly pissed as the good deputy had obviously taken a liking to my girlfriend, the feeling was one I wasn't use to, I've never been the jealous type before, hell I've never needed to be jealous before. It wasn't an altogether pleasant feeling.

The case reports were fairly slim; it seemed the police didn't have a lot to go on. "It seems all six missing people were out on a trail by Desoto Falls. Oh naughty, it also seems that these clients were getting private dances if you get my drift." I raised my eyebrows at Sam and he just smirked in response.

"Other than that there are no similarities between our victims, all from different backgrounds, all different ages, and with different looks."

Sam turned to me, a huge grin on his face. "Guess we're going up to make out point tonight then? You want to go with me?" He asked coyly fluttering his big puppy dog eyes at me.

I smirked right back at him "why honey I thought you'd never ask." I replied in my best southern belle impression, which was pretty damn good, I have to say.

We'd just got back to the motel, food in tow, when I got a message from Bella.

Meet me at Crystals 8pm, Hells x

"Looks like our dates going to have to wait Sammy, Bells wants us at Crystals tonight."

Sam grinned at me and I smirked right back at him "you are one lucky bastard Dean. Your girlfriend is asking you to meet her at a strip club." I cocked my head at him; yeah I am definitely a lucky son of a bitch.

8 o'clock rolled round and we were in Crystals, but there was no sign of Bella, I was starting to worry. There was plenty to look at and Sam was drinking in his fill of the goodies on sight but I couldn't not till I knew Hells Bells was ok.

A voice came over the speakers announcing the next dancer. "Gentlemen we've got a new girl for you tonight, so raise your glasses and let's hear what you think to…Buffy!"

I looked at Sam shocked, she wouldn't, she wouldn't. Oh yes she would.

I didn't know whether to be turned on or furious, I was going with furious at the moment as every male in the building, including my little brother turned to the stage.

The Pussycat Dolls Buttons came blaring over the sound system and out walked Bells. "Fucking hell Bella!" My voice couldn't control the lust that seeped into it as she strutted over to the pole on the middle of the stage, she was wearing a red corset top teamed with black panties, red suspenders and stockings and black stripper heels. Fucking hell.

I heard Sam gulp and look at him out of the corner of my eye, oh shit! Even Sam was looking lustily at my girl and she was like a sister to him, man this was wrong.

What I do baby boo?

Yeah momma you lookin good,

I hear you want to play with a player from the hood.

Come holler at me, you got it like that,

Big snoop dog with the lead pussycat.

Bella started to dance on the pole, when the hell did she learn that? I shifted uncomfortably, trying to rearrange my pants around my now raging hard on. Bella swung around the pole like a professional, gliding up and down it, shit Bells.

"Dude, this is wrong, on so many levels." Sam was also shifting uncomfortably and my rage was back full force.

"What the fuck does she think she's doing?" I growled, I saw Sam flinch at the side of me.

"Well I think Dean that she's probably trying to be bait again." He frowned and looked at me, I wanted to look back, I did but I couldn't help starring at Bells grinding onto the pole. "Since when did she become so reckless man?"

"I think she wants to prove something to us. I have to admit if it had been any girl but mine I would think it was a damn good idea." I finally tore my eyes away from Bells long enough to look at Sammy, distress clear on my face. "Do you think that I am too controlling with her Sam?"

Sam was deep in thought thinking about what I'd asked pointedly looking anywhere but the stage where Bells was almost done with her dance.

"I don't think you'd have any other choice dude. I mean you love her." He said it as a fact rather than questioning me. "So you want to protect her, which means you are going to be more controlling than if she were just your friend or another hunter. That make any sense?" He asked me.

"Nope but thanks anyway Dr. Phil."

He grinned but his face quickly became a stoic mask as Bells strutted off the stage, he had a twitch going on in his cheek. God I wish I could find this funny.

Men started crowding round Bella and my jaw clenched, she was my girl, I didn't want all those guys staring at her. In fact I wanted to go put my jacket round her and drag her ass back to the motel, but a deals a deal, I had promised to back off. Though if one of those shit bags touched her then I wouldn't control myself.

A beautiful brunette came sauntering up to me and Sam, standing in front of me blocking my view of Hells. She was stunning with a body to die for, and massive err … assets. "Hi boys! You two see anything you like?" She purred seductively, I saw Sam's Adams apple bob nervously as he swallowed his drool. I decided to help the poor fool, what are brothers for anyway and it had been way too long since he had been laid, probably going on seven months now.

"Well I'm more of a blonde man myself, but Sam here, he's all about the brunettes" I tipped her a wink and started walking over to Bells who was now talking to another of the dancers. Ohm, two sexy ladies, yum.

I turned to back to Sammy who shot me a panicked glance and then a glare, I laughed, poor geek boy.

"Hi" I purred, it was my turn to be seductive to the two ladies in front of me. The other chick looked me up and down appraisingly and a big smile spread across her face, obviously she saw something she liked. Bella frowned slightly, well good, she should get a taste of her own medicine.

Bells stepped closer to me. "Hi handsome, you want some fun?" She asked me in her girly girly voice, god that voice … Damn she was hot.

"Yeah babe, is there somewhere we can go?"

"Hold on here with Kandy I'm sure she'll keep you busy and I'll go see, it's my first night, so you'll be my first." She giggled at her own funny and I had to hold back my eye roll, yeah smooth Hells.

Kandy stepped closer to me and whispered in my ear "if you want a bit more experience or someone who really knows how to show a guy a good time let me know." She smiled seductively at me, I admit she was hot but no where near as sexy as Bells in that get up, with that voice. My eyes glazed over and Kandy smirked, she must have thought that I was changing my mind and wanted her. Please, as if.

Bells came strutting back, a bag over her shoulder. "Clarisse told me a place we could go." She said in that sexy ass voice. Thank you Clarisse! "You coming hot stuff?"

"I just got to tell my brother, why don't you come, I'm sure he wouldn't mind waiting here for us." I knew Bella would tell Sam what he needed to do.

"Sure."

We walked to Sam who was surrounded by three very nice girls. I did a quick appraisal of my potential sisters in law, oh I hope he picked the one in black, she was sweet. That look got me a painful elbow to the ribs, ouch.

"Sam" I said as we got to him. "Meet Buffy." Sam just nodded at her, she smiled in response.

"Me and your brother, we're heading out to a place near here, for some fun… My friend Clarisse told us about it. Don't worry I'll have your brother back here at some point…" He nodded to us understanding that he should go talk to Clarisse, god Hells was good.

We headed out to the Impala, Bells chucked me the keys and I started her up. N.E.R.D's Lapdance came over the speakers and I chuckled, yeah Hells was good.

"Dean, I'm freezing turn up the heat please." I turned to look at her whilst keeping an eye on the road at the same time. She was still wearing nothing but her pole dancing clothes, arms round her shivering; the Alabama night air was none too warm. I shrugged out on my jacket and gave it to her then turned up the heating. "Thanks" she whispered.

I pulled up to the make out spot that me and Sam had spoken about visiting earlier, it was much nicer to be here with Bells. I turned to face the beautiful woman next to me, she was looking me lustily. "You see something you liked back there handsome?"

I smirked; I still saw something I liked. Too bad we were on a hunt, I'd never been with anyone in the Impala before, didn't want to damage the upholstery but I would defiantly make an exception for Bells in that get up. Hmm… I wondered if when we had finished the hunt she'd give me my own private dance.

"Yeah, but she's got a boyfriend unfortunately, devishly handsome, strong and funny too apparently."

"Don't forget modest, slightly pig-headed and occasionally controlling." She quipped right back at me, rolling her eyes as she did so.

"So get anything back at the club?" I asked.

"Yeah one hundred in tips already." She reached into her bag and pulled out a wad of notes with which she fanned herself with.

I clenched my jaw so as not to get shitty with her repeating over and over in my head; it's a good idea, it's a good idea. "I meant about the case." I could hear the suppressed anger behind my voice apparently so could Bells as she lifted an eyebrow at me but didn't comment.

"Not much that I'm guessing wasn't in the police files. Six girls all offering extras' brought their customers here, the club doesn't allow it but turns a blind eye when it's off the premises, everyone just vanished. The girls are worried Clarisse is the only one who would talk to me; the others are suspicious, scared and looking out for each other. Hopefully Sam can figure out if Clarisse has anything to do with this, I couldn't get a read on her but she drank holy water down no problem when it was mixed with the Jack I gave her." She grinned at me her voice getting husky as she carried on. "So I thought the best thing to do was bring one of you guys here and see if anything happens."

I smiled placing a quick kiss to her beautiful full lips. "You've got good taste, you chose the good looking brother."

We carried on talking for another twenty minutes when AC/DC's Hells Bells came squealing out from my pocket. I smiled impishly as Bells smirked at my song choice for my phone. It was Sam on the caller I.d. so I answered.

"Yeah"

"Dean? You and B ok dude?"

"Yeah we've seen nothing yet. What you got for us Sammy?"

"Well Clarisse is clean, I think. I can't really get a good read on her man, but she didn't seem that weird if you get me. In fact she just seemed like a hooker." I could hear impatience in his voice, either that or sexual frustration, poor Sam.

I turned to look at Bella, a frown on my face, something didn't quite add up. What? Bells mouthed to me, confusion plain on my face.

"Sam that's what Bella said to me too, exactly. Something isn't quite right with her Sam."

"I'll go back and see what I can get then."

"Dude just don't come up here with her what ever you do."

"I'm not an idiot Dean."

"Sure you're not Sam." I said pedantically and snapped my phone closed.

"Clarisse?" Bells asked me, her eyes telling that she knew deep down.

"I think so, I don't know though. I do know one thing, this is a bust. I also think I know why, all the other couples I guess they were doing more than talking when they vanished. Maybe the sexual energy calls to this thing."

Bella's eyes lit up and a dirty little smile spread across her face as she slid along across the seat to me. I wrapped an arm round her and put my other hand under her chin bringing her lips up to mine. God she tasted good. I ran my hands up her side, feeling her perfect curves. Bells wrapped her hands into my hair and pulled ever so slightly, I groaned, I couldn't help myself it was just so sexy.

Just as we were losing ourselves in each other I heard a noise coming from a bush that was a few feet from where we were parked. Bella heard it too as she untangled a hand and reached into a bag in the back. She pulled her hand to my waist. My jeans got tighter, until she dropped a gun on to a very sensitive place right now. Ouch.

She pulled me back to her lips, obviously distracted now as she kissed me without passion; I wasn't concentrating on her lips but on the bush and the footsteps now coming towards us.

At the last second I turned wrenching myself away from Bella, placing myself in front of her and what ever was next to my window. A light shone in my eyes blinding me.

"Well federal marshal, I think that you and your whore here are in a little trouble. Step out of the car please." A familiar voice said from behind the glaring light. I was burning up inside, how dare that jumped up little jobs worth talk about Bells like that. I suppose she did look like a hooker right now, but still, that was my girl he was talking about.

"Come on, out." Deputy Mark repeated, I stepped out of the car and heard Bella do the same thing. "Hands on the car Marshal." I complied and felt a handcuff attach itself to my wrist and heard the clink as the other to the pair was attached to my door.

"Dean?" Bells questioned stepping round the car towards me.

"Now hold up there miss, I'm going to need to subdue you too." Leered the cop. Oh shit, guess the cop was actually the evil guy.

Mark lunged at Bella grabbing her arm and pulling her body to him, he pressed himself up against her on my car. Son of a bitch. I saw Bella break his hold and hit him with all the strength she had, the deputy's head swung backwards but he was smiling. Yup, definitely evil, that shot to his face would have knocked a normal guy out stone cold.

"Well that wasn't nice now was it miss Lauren Taylor or should I just call you Buffy? I know slut, that's what I'll call you. It is after all what you are isn't?" He ran a hand down Bellas front from her collar over her breast and down to her waistband. I heard the chocked back sob come from my girl and I lost it.

I was deranged with anger, I pulled against my cuff's with all the force I had, for once not caring about my car. I thought for a second before leaning into the window I had opened when we pulled up. I grabbed the gun I had slid down the side of my seat when I had realised it was a cop we were dealing with.

I took aim and fired, it grazed his arm, I shot again this time hitting him in the shoulder, he shrank away from my Bells and looked at me. He had fear in his eyes as he ran into the forest.

Bella dropped to the floor, I could hear her sobs. Shit I couldn't get to her, she would need to pick my lock. "Bells, Bella babe. It's ok. Your ok now." Her sobs had lessened but were no less painful to hear. "It's ok, it's ok, your ok. Bells your going to have to let me out sweetheart. Let me lose and we'll drive back to the motel. I'll make sure your safe."

She slowly stood and walked over to me, not looking into my face as she quickly picked the lock with a pin from her hair. As soon as I was free I wrapped my arms round her, I had been petrified for her, I needed to her in my arms, needed to know she was safe. She sank into me.

"I'm sorry." She muttered into my chest her words muffled but easy enough to understand.

I very gently pulled her back from me and bent so that I was looking into her eyes. "Bella, you don't have to be sorry. You've done nothing wrong Hells, nothing."

"I froze, I could have done something, I should have fought, I could have stopped him from touching …" She broke off and started sobbing again.

"Bells you did fight but that was one supernatural motherfucker. Bella you couldn't have done anything differently, anything at all. You did good babe." I opened the door to the car and half pushed her inside. I needed to get her away from this place and into some warm clothes.

As I pulled away I took out my cell, I pressed speed dial and my phone started ringing Sam's. He answered almost instantly. "Dean?"

"Yeah Sam it's me, listen Bella and I are on our way back to the motel, you want to meet us there?"

"Is B ok Dean?" Sam could obviously hear that something was wrong and he was worried for Bells, he was a good brother.

"Physically yeah. Look Sam we saw what ever it was that's doing this. It's the Deputy Mark Sheridan."

"Mark? Well I think that you were right about Clarisse too."

Bella had started shaking and was curled up against the door. "Sam I've got to go, see you at back there ok?" I cut over whatever Sam had been saying and hung up, Bells needed me more.

"You ok babe." I said in a low calm voice, I remembered a case way back when where dad had been touched up by a white woman. He had nightmares about it for weeks, said it made him feel violated and dirty. God like Bells needed to go through that on top of anything else.

"I'll be ok, I'm just really frigging cold." She replied in a monotone, oh joy, I get to talk to a robot, harsh thinking but I didn't know what else to do but be sarcastic. Sam was the one who always knew what to say, I was more your strong, silent, sarcastic type.

We pulled into the motel and Bella was at the door to our room before I'd even turned the car off. I followed her in and saw that she was already pulling on clean warm clothes.

"Hells…" I started but she raised her hand and looked at me with eyes that held defeat.

"Don't, please just hold me."

I sat on the bed and I motioned for Bells to come to me, maybe she could fall asleep if we sat on the bed, sleep would help her. Sleep always did.

She lay in my arms closing her eyes and burying herself into me, tears leaking out of her eyes. I stroked her hair and whispered stupid pointless words like; it's all going to be ok, I'm here, your safe now. Pointless words, but they still seemed to help her. Help her like I didn't before that monster got to her, why couldn't I have got to her quicker? Why couldn't I have thought quicker, I should have been faster then she wouldn't have to go through this, this was all my fault. I didn't protect her, it was my job to protect her and I had failed. I was quickly lost in thoughts like this; I couldn't pull myself out of it.

Sam came into the room shortly after; he took one look at Bella and was down by her side in an instant. "B, are you hurt, did he hurt you?" Bells looked at him confusion in her eyes, I couldn't figure out why till I realised she had drifted to sleep at some point.

She sat up and looked at us both; her eyes were dry and seemed hard. "I'm fine" she said to Sam, anger in her voice. "Or I will be once we kill that bastard." That was Bells ok, straight back to the hunt.

She looked me in the eye and said "I know what the good deputy is."

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