Red Sky at Morning Part 2

The house Sam, Dean and Angela were squatting in was lit by candles.

"You know what, you're right." Dean said. "I'm not gonna kill her. I think slow torture is the way to go."

"Dean, look, you gotta relax." Angela said.

"Relax, oh yeah, yeah, I'll relax." Dean nodded. Her grunted. "I can't believe she got another one over on us."

"You." Sam corrected.

"What?"

"I… I mean she got one over on you, not us." Sam said.

"Thank you, Sam, Very helpful." Dean replied loudly.

There was anxious knocking at the door. "Hello, could you open up?" Bela asked. Dean opened the door. "Just let me explain… I sold it, I've had a buyer lined up since I knew it existed."

"So the whole reason for us going to the Charity Ball was…?" Angela asked.

"I needed a cover." Bela shrugged. "You were convenient."

"Look, you sold it to a buyer, just go but it back." Sam said.

"It's halfway across the ocean. I can't get it back in time."

"In time for what?" Dean asked.

"What's going on with you, Bela?" Sam asked. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I saw the ship." Bela said.

"You what?" Dean asked. "Wow, you know, I knew you were an immoral thieving con artist bitch but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower—

"What are you talking about?"

"We figured out the spirit's motive." Angela replied. She showed Bela a photograph. "This is the captain of our ship. The one who hung our ghost boy."

"So?" Bela asked.

"So they were brothers." Sam continued. "Very Cain and Abel. So now our spirit, he's going after a very specific kind of target, people who've spilled their own family's blood. See first there was Sheila who killed her cousin in a car accident, and the Warren brothers, who murdered their father for the inheritance, and now you."

"My God." Bela whispered.

"So who was it, Bela? Hmmm?" Dean asked. "Who'd you kill? Was it daddy? Little sis, maybe?"

"It's none of your business."

"No, you're right." Dean nodded. "Well, have a nice life, you know, whatever's left of it. Sam, Angie, let's go."

"You can't just leave me here."

"Watch us."

"Please. I need your help."

"Our help?" Dean asked. "Now how could a couple of serial killers possibly help you?"

"Okay, that was a bit harsh, I admit it, but it doesn't warrant a death sentence."

"That's not why you're gonna die." Angela murmured. "What did you do, Bela?"

"You wouldn't understand, no one did." Bela replied. "Never mind, I'll just do what I've always done, I'll deal with it myself."

"You do realize you just sold the one thing that could save your life." Dean said.

"I'm aware."

"But, maybe not the only thing." Sam said.

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Angela was setting up a kind of sacrificial circle in the graveyard.

"Do you really think this is going to work?" Bela asked.

"Almost definitely not." Dean said.

And angry storm started.

"Sammy, Angie, you better start reading." Dean told them.

"Aziel, Castiel, Lamisniel, Rabam…" Sam and Angela started reading.

"Stay close!" Dean yelled.

"Behind you!" Bela shouted.

Dean groaned. A gunshot was fired as Dean was thrown through the air.

Bela began coughing up water, Dean came to her aid.

"Sammy, Angie, read faster!" Dean yelled.

"You… hanged me." The sailor's ghost said.

"I'm sorry." The sailor's brother said sincerely.

"Your own brother." The sailor's ghost glared.

"I'm so sorry." His brother repeated. He screamed.

The two ghosts charged at one another.

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Sam, Dean and Angela were packing, getting ready to leave their squatted residency.

The door opened and Bela walked in. "You three should learn to lock your doors. Anyone could just barge in."

"Anyone just did." Angela said. "Have you come to say goodbye or thank you?"

"I've come to settle affairs." Bela said. "Giving the spirit what he really wanted, his own brother, very clever, you two." She said to Sam and Angela. "So here." She handed them each ten grand. "It's ten thousand, that should cover it. I don't like being in anyone's debt."

"So ponying up ten grand is easier for you than a simple thank you?" Dean asked. "You are so damaged."

"Takes one to know one." Bela smirked. "Goodbye lads. Angie."

"She's got style, you gotta give her that." Sam said.

Angela nodded. "Yeah, I'll admit to it."

"I suppose." Dean said.

"You know, guys, we don't know where this money's been." Sam added.

"No, but I know where it's going… A-HA HA." Dean grinned.

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Later on in the Impala, Sam was looking at a map, Angela was fast asleep and Dean was driving.

"Seriously, Atlantic City?" Sam raised a brow.

"Hell yeah, play some roulette. Always bet on black." Dean nodded. "Hey listen, I've been doing some thinking. Um, I want you to know I understand why you went after the crossroads demon." Dean said. Sam sighed. "And if the situation was reversed I guess I'd done the same thing. I mean I'm not blind, I see what you and Angie are going through with this whole deal, me going away and all that. But you two are gonna be okay."

Sam glanced at Angela. "You think so."

"Yeah, you'll keep hunting, y'know, you live your life." Dean nodded. He looked back at Angela. "You two'll get together. You two are stronger than me, you are." Sam cleared his throat. "You are… you two'll get over it. But I want you to know I'm sorry, I'm sorry for… putting you two through all this, I am."

"You know what, Dean, go screw yourself." Sam said.

"What?" Dean asked, a bit taken aback.

"I don't want an apology from you, and I don't think Angie would either, and by the way, we're big kids now, we can take care of ourselves."

"Oh, well, excuse me."

"So will you please quit worrying about us? I mean that's the whole problem in the first place. I don't want you to worry about us, Dean, I want you to worry about you."

Angela had woken up and leaned over to look at Dean. "Sam's right, Dean, you need to worry more about yourself, Sam and I are adults."

Sam nodded. "We want you to give a crap that you're dying!" Sam yelled. Dean said nothing. "So, what, that's it? Nothing else to say for you?"

"I think maybe I'll play craps." Dean nodded.

Sam sighed and Angela frowned, leaning back.

A/N: Hey guys! This chapter was actually pretty short... Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this! I sure had fun writing it.

Don't forget to review, review, review! Love you guys!

~Emily