Chapter 14

(I do not own anything read and review thank you) Bella is now 19 Dean is 25

Her entire body was soaked in sweat. It ran down her face and burned her eyes. She used her already sopping shirt to whip at her eyes. Bella threw off her jacket as she made her way about the catacomb. She felt claustrophobic as she continued along. Bella flashed her flashlight back over the picture. To her it looked almost like the spear of destiny. She'd read about this but last she heard it was no longer in Italy. But then again when it comes to these things rumors tend to fly.

Bella starts to hear the sound of metal. She closes her eyes taking a breath trying to listen to where it was coming from. She turned and pressed her ear against the wall. It was this sliding back and forth sound of metal grinding together.

"I'm a hunter not fucking Lara Croft." She mutters as she forces herself to take another step.

Bella gasp as the step she takes feels loose beneath her.

"Shit…" She looks around afraid to move.

She keeps her foot on the area. Her hand grips along the black bag in her hand. Slowly she maneuvers her foot dragging it slowly away from the area. Quickly she places down the bag hoping it weighed enough. Bella takes her foot completely off it but dives down. She nervously grabs the bag and jumps as the shots are fired directly above her. Once they come to a stop she rises and checks herself over. She looks to the walls with the flashlight. She runs her fingers through the bullet holes and turns around to see where the gun trap was. 5 perfectly squared off holes where each had the barrel of a gun.

"Jesus…" Bella says wondering how the hell she was going to survive this.

She knew nothing about these sorts of things. In fact Bella was surprised she thought to do what she just did. Shaking all over Bella continues to brave it onward. The metal sound only growing louder with each step she took.

Meanwhile Dean was still pretending to be knocked out as he kept his eyes shut. His head fucking pounded all to hell. He focused on listening to where all the men were as they talked. Every once in a while he'd peek an eye open trying to think of a plan. He feared for his sister's life. She'd a better chance of surviving out here with these men then she did in there. He'd been through one of these once with John. He knew it was no fucking cakewalk. Dean remembered distinctly wetting his pants once when John barely moved Dean in time to spare him from getting arrowed. One of the few times he wouldn't be ashamed to admit that.

Dean counted 5 men including the head honcho. 1 not far from him, 2 by the entrance, 2 by the car, he began to walk himself through every Clint Eastwood movie he'd ever seen. He looked around seeing whatever he could possibly use as some sort of shield. He counted about how many paces it would take to get back to the car and grab his weapons. All he knew was he had to work fast or he'd become Swiss cheese. Once he knew for sure no one was looking he came to a stand directly behind the guy beside him. He sneakily steals the guy's knife from his holster. Quickly Dean wraps his hand around the man's mouth and stabs him in the kidney. Dean lays him down searching for whatever he could use.

Dean finds another gun and pockets it. He walks around crouched down. Making his way behind the trunk. Dean closes his eyes as his heart races. He wipes his brow and peeks around the corner. One guy is smoking a cigar and the other one is laughing. He knew the moment he cocked the chamber they'd know where he was. Unfortunately he had no choice. The trunk was shut so he couldn't get to any other weapons. He quietly took in a breath and gritted his teeth as he cocked the chamber and immediately sprang into action shooting the two men by the car. However the other two were now firing at him. He quickly ducks down and hears them making their way over. Dean grips the handle on the car door and opens it just in time to bang into one of them. The guy falls but the head honcho fires and Dean flinches.

"FUCK!" He dives into the car seeing he's been shot in the shoulder.

The man starts shooting at the car and Dean reaches over and starts the car. The glass shatters as both men are now on their feet firing. Dean spits some glass out of his mouth and stays down but puts his hand down on the accelerator and puts the car in drive. The men shout and stop firing. Dean comes to a sitting position and sees them behind him aiming their guns once more. Dean does a U-turn and ducks as he speeds their way. They fire their guns and go to jump out of the way Dean grins and drifts just before he goes to slam on the brakes. Both men are knocked to the ground. Dean quickly gets out and kicks their weapons out of their hands. He grabs the leader putting a gun to his head. The other guy is hurt pretty bad as he took the bigger hit from the car.

Dean recognizes this to be the son of a bitch that was groping his sister. He kicks him in the junk.

"That's for my sister! Asshole! Now get the fuck up and lower this babbling idiot and I into the tomb!"

He didn't even need to see inside to know what it was already. He knew John was looking for artifacts. These bastards drive them into the middle of nowhere in search for something John was supposed to bring back to them.

"NOW!" Dean demands and fires at the guys balls barely missing.

"Next time I won't miss."

The man squirms around but comes to his feet. Dean drags the leader to the trunk.

"Open the trunk and don't pull anything stupid."

He opens the trunk and Dean keeps his gun on him and eyes the other guy as he's getting the rope ready. Dean grabs their weapons throwing them into a bag they had in the back.

"Walk…"

He forces the guy over to the hole.

"Tie the rope around us and step away."

The guy nervously does as told and Dean digs his gun deep into the man's spine.

"Karma bitch." Dean mutters and starts to edge his way into the hole keeping hold of the man.

About half way down Dean rolls his eyes seeing the man up top trying to cut the rope. Dean fires at him but the guy dodges and goes back to cutting.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean growls and starts moving his legs more quickly trying to hold on to the heavy bastard in his arms.

Dean growls out.

"Fuck." Dean braces himself and they both begin to fall.

The guy breaks his fall. Dean rises up and digs into the bag feeling around for the flashlight. He flashes it on the guy he fell on.

"God damn it ya pussy." He kicks him he'd wanted him alive.

But there he lay with his skull cracked open.

Chills ran down Bella's spine as the creepy noise continued to get louder. She heard a crunch under her foot and shined the light down.

"Jesus Christ!" She jumps back seeing she was stepping on bones.

She shined the light about the remains wondering what killed them. She got down on all fours looking around she backed up against the wall seeing all the bodies. Some fresher than others. A bit of cold air passes through her and she swore her hair was lifted away from her shoulder. Her eyes close as she tries to compose herself. Bella knew she had to hurry she was running out of time but this place seemed to go on forever. Coming back to her feet she continues about the tomb.

"Get out…" She hears the bass of a threatening whisper right next to her ear.

Bella turns looking behind her but sees no one. She ignores the threat and begins to walk again.

The metal sound so loud now it hurts her ears. Bella's flashlight goes out and she trips over something. She panics and starts to shake the flashlight for it to come back on but it won't.

"No! Come on!" She's frozen not sure what her next move should be. It was pitch black.

Her hands shook as she felt around the area around her. Bringing herself to her knees she bangs the flashlight onto the ground. It flickers back on but she remains frozen. Her heart comes to a complete stop.
"Bella?" Dean calls out he could have sworn he saw a light up ahead.

"Hey!" He calls out seeing it come on again.

He finally sees her. She was knelt over something crying.

"Bells?!" Dean rushes over but halts and covers his mouth. He takes a step back in disbelief.

He watches as his sister starts shaking the body by the collar.

"NO!" She cries.

This wasn't real. It wasn't Dean told himself covering his face.

"Dad…" She cries even harder.

There he laid his body already decomposing.

Dean forced himself towards that area. He picked his sister up by the waist. She fought against him as he dragged her away.

"I SAID GET OUT!" The voice roars and they turn to see their father.

He grabs Bella by the hair and starts to drag off with her.

"Dad?!" She screams out kicking her legs about.

Dean looked to the body and then to the spirit. It was too much to fathom. Dean's eyes widen as suddenly Bella's body is tossed down the tunnel heading right for a bladed pendulum.

"BELLS!" Dean darts that way and he gets shoved back.

Something blocks Bella from getting hit and she's tossed into Dean's arms. John appears before them again reaching for her.

"Knock it off John. You just have to be a son of a bitch in your afterlife as well!"

A light appears behind the spirit. John looks back to the light then back to Dean and Bella. His eyes flicker and he shakes his head as if shaking something off.

"Dean? Bells?"
Bella covers her mouth. Dean wraps his arm around her.

"I'm so sorry kiddos." John says as he looks to his own body then to them once more.

The light pulls John back and vanishes. Bella comes to her knees. But she notices something in her father's hand. Dean's not paying attention going through his own state of shock still.

"D?"

His eyes widen and he goes to warn her but it's too late. It's already in her hands as she pried it away from John's.

"BELLS! DROP IT!"

She narrows her eyes and wipes her tears confused. She starts to show him the picture.

"DAMN IT BELLA FUCKING THROW THAT DOWN NOW!"

She drops it but it was too late. Dean stares upon his sister as they already hear them.

"D?"
"Jesus Bells." He quickly searches for the salt in his bag but there's no time. The bastards rip on through and knock Dean down as he fires.

"D!" She screams as she rolls around trying to break free of the hellhounds.

"D!"

"BELLA!"

And just like that his sister was gone… so was John…