Yay, another chapter. THank you all so much for such wonderful comments on the last chapter. I am so touched, i cant even put it into words :)
It is 1:00 AM now, but after reading those comments, i had to make another chapter and post it for you all. So here is it :) Hope you like it :)

Chapter 10

It was killing her. The stabbing pains in her chest as she took sharp intakes of air were going to kill her; no question about it. The steady yet strangely disordered movement of her body as she took each step was going to send her over her limit.

But what was she going to do?

With little Sammy Winchester hot on her heels, there was no other option but to walk. And of course it didn't help her that he car broke down in the middle of nowhere. See, somehow Bela found herself in yet another one of those horrible predicaments. She was still a half hours drive out of her town and her car was dead, she is heavily pregnant, and she has her baby's crazy uncle chasing her with a gun.
'Great Bela, you've done it again.' Strangely she could hear those words in her head, but it frustrated her to no end, that the voice that said those words was Dean. Bloody Dean, now getting inside her head, and he wasn't even alive.

"Oh shut up Dean. Now really isn't the time to be annoying." Bela grumbled, folding her arms across her chest to create some warmth for her rapidly cooling body. Nightfall was quickly approaching, and Bela wasn't even near civilization. Defeated, Bela continued to metaphorically "drag her heels". Because dragging high heels in the gravel would be extremely dangerous and something that Bela knew better than to do, even if she was in a bad mood.
"Baby," Bela looked down to her swelled abdomen and touched it lightly, "I know I don't talk to you often enough… But listen to your mother when she tells you that… You better not be a boy. You do not have permission to be a Dean, do you hear me? No matter how much your DNA tells you you should, you are not allowed."
Feeling satisfied with herself, Bela's mood lightened and she even grew a small smirk on her face. She didn't dislike Dean, but if she gave birth to a child that was as co-dependent on Sam as Dean was. Unhealthy obsessions never do you any good.

As she was walking, Bela began to do something very dangerous. She began to daydream. Daydreaming in itself isn't that dangerous, however, she is on the side of the road and who knows what could happen if she is having tea with the pixies.

Gradually Bela's mind began to wander off the road and into the cliché small grassy field, where she sat happily on a small red and white checker picnic mat, smiling at her daughter as she ran around blowing bubbles in the clear summer air. The hot sun shot rays at Bela's perfect family, however, the blanket of the nearby tree's shadow protected them both from the cruelty of summer. Bela's beautiful summer dress flowed as the wind raced passed her, and her hand reaching to her head to keep her elegant straw hat in place.
Her small smile grew into a grin as she imagined the serenity of that moment with her child. Then like the force of being hit by a fast moving train, a completely different image painted itself in Bela's mind and pushed out her peaceful moment.
Suddenly, her beautiful blonde curly haired daughter had a cheeky grin on her face as he hair fell short, spikey and dirty blonde, her pink floral dress spit in two to create shorts and a t-shirt in which were instantly smeared with dirt, and even those beautiful white mary-jane shoes that shone bright has the sun reflected off them, turned into used and worn old sneakers, that would make even a pig squeal. The wind picked up its pace and hammered against the perfect scenery, Bela no longer was able to hold her hat or hair in place and just let it fly loosely along with the wind; chaotic. Dark clouds were rolling in and loud thunderous bellows could be heard from the sky coming towards Bela.
No longer did she want to be there, her pristine, elegant, beautiful world was transforming into something hideous. But worse was yet to come. The small child that had once been Bela's beautiful daughter, how stood staring at the bubble maker still in his hand with disgust, but quickly smirked when the bubble maker transformed into an old leather football.
Then, out of thin air, none other than Dean Winchester materialised!
Bela was officially horrified. Then the boy turned to Dean and said "Daddy, will you play ball with me?" Bela was taken by surprise by this, but what caught her by surprise even more was when Dean agreed and the boy turned to Bela and said "Hey, Mom. Watch this!"

Thankfully the tremendous shiver broke Bela out of that nightmare, and just in time for the cliché scream in the dream as well. She looked around, almost disoriented, at her surroundings and was frustrated to discover that she was exactly in the same place as she was when she originally spaced out.
"That must have been a sight to see. A pregnant woman standing on the side of the road staring off into space." Bela grumbled, and pulled her jacket as closed as she could and trudged along again.

Screech The distinctive sound of car tires coming to a stop alerted Bela and she immediately spun around to see what was happening. She shouldn't have had to turned around to know what was happening though, because after all these roads were never used, and the only person likely to travel along these roads were Sam.

"Bela stop right there!" Sam bellowed at her from his car as he jumped out of his car and ran over to Bela. He payed no interest in how much strength he used when he grabbed Bela's left wrist and turned her around to face him. Immediately his eyes fell to her stomach, as do most people's when they see Bela, and he let out this weird and unidentifiable sound from his throat that could be similar to the sound used to express one's extreme displeasure over a situation.

"Sam, please let go." Bela almost whimpered as she tried to pry Sam's large hands from her small wrist. The only think that happened was Sam's bad mood elevating and his grip tighten.

He wasn't drunk, however, thinking about their encounter when he was drunk, it probably would have been better if he was. Right now Sammy was I his right state of mind. Fully aware of what he was doing, and he was mad.

"Did you think that you could just walk away from it all, as easily as that? You were such a pain in our ass back then, that there is no way we can just let it slide. You also owe us. We are in a situation and need answers. Use your contacts to get it." Sam glowered down at Bela.

"B-But I haven't been in contact with those people for months. I don't have their numbers." Bela never usually stuttered, and she actually hated the sound of it coming from her, but her mouth had gone so dry, that it was hard not to stutter.

"Bull."

"Sam, please. I don't have any of their contact details."

Sam looked away for a minute, deliberating what he had just heard. "How do you know you are telling the truth?"

Bela sighed and with her free hand she pointed to her abdomen and replied, "do you really look like I am in the situation to lie about something about that?"

Sam followed her hand and looked at her abdomen again. He had that look on his face again, like this was some nightmare or something. Then he released her wrist and stood there in front of her for a moment. He looked at her scared face as she rubbed her aching wrist, and he shoved his hand into his pocket to retrieve something.
Bela watched his movements cautiously; she knew that hunters carry their weapons in their pants, so this sudden action from Sam made her uneasy.
His sudden movements made Bela's body tense from fear, and her body didn't relax even when all he pulled out was a small white envelope. In fact, Bela was so horrified after he pulled out that envelope that she almost fell to the ground.

On that small envelope, written in small neat writing, was the familiar name, "Bobby", just like the envelope Bela had left at Bobby's house earlier. He began to slowly scrunch it up in his hand and his frustration grew and he glared at Bela. "I know why Bobby is being so nice to you. I know who the father of that baby is." He almost spat out that last sentence.

Bela's eyes widened with horror and stared up at Sam, waiting to see how he would react. He just stood there. Some kind of disbelief was taking over him now. Even though he knew, and said it out loud, he still couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. This 'witch' in his eyes, had slept with his brother and is having his brother's child. If it were any other woman he would be okay with it, however, this particular woman had screwed them over so many times, that

It was hard to believe that his brother had slept with her

And

He hated so much her for screwing them over that even if she was carrying his brother's child, he just couldn't stand the sight of her, and wanted to kill her.

Harshly, Sam threw the envelope on the rocky ground and turned back to his car, in which he climbed into the driver's seat and turned on the car.
Thank goodness his window was down, so Bela yelled after him, "Sam! Wait! Please don't leave me here!" Bela walked quickly over to Sam's car, but he drove off anyway, but not before yelling back.

"Find your own way back!" and he was already halfway down the road.

Bela just stood there in disbelief, she knew he hated her, but she thought that Winchesters were renowned for doing everything for family; and that baby was definitely his family.

Watching those blazing red taillights race off into the distance, Bela felt a sense of helplessness rush over her. Not just for her, but for her baby. If she didn't get shelter and help soon, she wouldn't be the only one who would die.

"Well Baby, it looks like it's gonna be a long walk…" Sighed Bela.

Haha, how many of you thought she was going into labour at the beginning of this chapter? XD
Well, there you have it, another chapter. Sorry to those Sammy fans. I like him too, but lets face it, neither really like Bela that much but Sam especially hates her (she shot him remember?) and her and Dean 1. look cute togther and 2. actually could have had something if they didnt die =/

Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. I felt bad making Sam into a jerk, but it gets better :D ...Hopefully :)
Im my head i have a vague idea of what i want to have happen, and it sounds good but it is whether or not i will be able to write it :S *Pressure*

Oh and one last note: How did you guys like the Bela tantrum/daydream combo i threw in there! XD