Part Eleven: Breaking My Heart
Belle smiled so widely, her mouth resembled a letterbox. Robin had done it, she had shot one of them.
Sam looked over at his brother and saw the blood on his t-shirt and felt his heart rip.
"I swear…" he started, glaring at Robin with such cold and hateful eyes, the girl felt the goose bumps on her skin.
"Well done, well done," Belle said loudly, laughing as she clapped her hands.
"Just give me, Sarah," the girl said quickly, trying to focus herself but it was no use. Her body was still shaking from what she had just done.
"Uuuuggghhh…" Dean groaned.
"Dean!" Sam yelled, shuffling towards his brother, "you ok?"
The man opened his eyes slowly and felt his chest throb from the pain.
"Been better."
"Huh, resilient little bastard, aren't you?" Belle said, slightly disappointed, he hadn't died, "but a deal is a deal, so here you go," and with a wave of her hands, Sarah appeared in the middle.
Robin quickly rushed to the girl, checking she was still alive. The girl although looking a little worse for wear, was fine.
"Where am I?" Sarah mumbled slowly, gazing around the room.
"Come on, we're leaving," Robin said, hoisting the girl up and supporting her with an arm.
As she walked past the brothers, she couldn't bare to look at them. Betrayal like hers was unforgivable but they would understand one day why she did what she did, they would know how hard she had fought to get to this moment and see that this had been the only way.
"Show them out, Carlos," Belle said, as the pair stood in front of her.
The bodyguard obeyed and pushed the girls up the stairs.
"Wait…do you have any last words?" Belle asked, turning to look at Robin.
The girl paused on the last step and turned her head slowly towards the brothers on the floor, but there were no words in her mouth for them, so she carried up the stairs.
Sam watched as the three left the room, leaving them alone with this monster. What were they going to do now?
"Awww…upset, are we?" Belle said, running a hand through Sam's hair.
"Only because you're touching me," Sam growled.
"What is it with you two? Did no one ever teach you proper respect for women?" Belle replied, grabbing Sam's hair roughly.
"Aaaaggghhh…" the boy cried out, as the woman pulled him up with one hand.
"Leave him alone!" Dean shouted, feeling strangely ok considering he'd just been shot.
Belle snapped her head towards the other brother and dropped Sam back onto the floor.
"Oh, here comes the big bad brother to the rescue, what you going to do? Bleed on me?"
"And waste perfectly good blood?" Dean sneered.
Belle laughed lightly and then with a swift move of her foot kicked him in the stomach.
"Don't you get smart with me, otherwise I might not play nice."
This is playing nice, Dean thought to himself as he tried to regain the air back in his lungs.
And while their little exchange had been going on, Sam had managed to find the pin he kept hidden in his shoe and had almost picked his cuffs open.
Belle looked down at the man on the floor and smiled, thinking she hadn't had this much fun for a long time. She might even have to thank the back-stabbing little Robin for this…
"Why are you doing this?" Sarah asked, as they hurried towards the front door.
"What?" Robin replied, watching Carlos, who was in front of them, carefully.
"Saving me…I don't know you, do I?" Sarah said quietly, feeling the warmth return to her feet.
"No, you don't. But you know someone I do."
"Who?"
"Lucas O'Neill. I need you to tell me what you two talked about," Robin said, looking deeply into the girl's gray eyes.
"I don't…" Sarah started, her memory was a little fuzzy.
"Please, it's really important," Robin whispered, her strength finally breaking and the tears streaming down her face.
"I suppose, we'd better get on with the show…" Belle said, turning to face the alter. Now that she had built up an appetite, she could finally feed.
"Dean…Dean…" Sam whispered, watching Belle closely, as he slipped out of his cuffs.
"Sammy…get to the vase, I'll distract her," Dean replied, sitting up.
Sam quickly put his hands behind his back like before and waited for the right moment.
"Hey psycho, you had enough already?" Dean screamed, shuffling away from his brother.
Belle turned and walked back over to the man.
"You're just an attention-seeker, aren't you?"
"Yeah, my mum didn't love me enough, go figure," Dean replied, finding his back against the wall.
"Poor baby," Belle said, crouching down and running a finger down the boy's cheek.
"If I didn't know better, I would think you're hitting on me," Dean replied, looking past her to watch as Sam neared the alter.
"And you know, if I didn't know better, this probably might have worked," Belle said suddenly, latching a hand around Dean's throat.
"You want to stop right there, boy," she continued, tightening her grasp.
Sam looked over and saw his brother in a death grip.
"Ok, I'm stopping."
Belle turned around, taking Dean still in her clutches with her, "well I guess we're at an impasse, aren't we? I can't stop you without letting go of your brother and you can't kill me without killing your brother."
Dean's legs dangled in the air as he struggled to try and free himself, but he could feel his head getting light.
Sam weighed up the situation; he would never get the vase and destroy it before Dean ran out of air. It was just not possible.
"Just…kill…her…" Dean muttered with the last of his breath.
"No, no…Stop it!" Sam yelled, rushing forward.
"So brave, shame you're going to die," Belle said, as she squeezed Dean's neck one last time.
And as he started to lose consciousness and Sam's heart started to tear again, they all heard it….
A gun shot.
Belle turned but already felt the blood pouring out of her heart. There on the alter was her vase blasted to smithereens and her heart, broken into fleshy pieces.
"I told you, element of surprise, works every time," Robin said, blowing the smoke away from the barrel of the gun.
Madam let go of Dean and he collapsed onto the ground, gulping down breaths of air.
"Martin…Martin…" Belle muttered, as she grabbed her chest feeling Death's cold hands on her.
Robin stared at the woman, as her appearance started to change. The blonde locks fading and her skin withering and wrinkling, soon the beautiful Belle was gone and plain, tragic Jayne Crest-Water remained. But still even then, the transformation didn't stop and eventually there was nothing left except a pile of dust. Finally Madam's, Belle's, Jayne's, reign of 'The Blue Orchid,' had finally come to an end.
As the full force of what had just happened set in, Sam didn't know quite what to say.
"You ok?" Robin asked tentatively, breaking the tension.
"Nojsjyouikjhshotigkjmejhdf," Dean mumbled from the floor.
"What?"
"I said," Dean replied, sitting up, "you shot me!"
"Oh…yeah about that, I'm sorry…"
"Yer think!"
"But in my defence, it was only a paintball," the girl said, walking over and helping Dean to his feet.
"A paintball!"
"Yeah, I don't really like carrying a loaded gun so I have a paintball gun that looks like the real one with pellets filled with blood. Fools people every time, think they've really been shot."
As Sam undid his hand-cuffs, Dean pulled up his shirt and sure enough, there was a bruise where he'd been shot but no bullet wound.
"Sorry, but I had to make sure we got Sarah," Robin said, looking at the two brothers.
It was weird but the two boys didn't really how to react to being double-double bluffed.
"Where is she?" Sam asked.
"Outside, waiting for the police."
"And Carlos? You paintball him too?" Dean sneered.
"No, I actually shot him, just in the leg though. I save my paintballs for wimps."
"Where to now?" Sam asked as he threw his bag into the back seat.
"No idea. But I've had enough of cities," Dean replied, as he opened the car door.
"Yeah, know what you mean. So…where do you think Robin went?"
Dean looked over at his brother and didn't know what to say, after the police and ambulance had arrived, the girl had vanished.
"Who knows, Sam. Come on, we'd better go."
And the two got into the car, ready to find another demon to hunt and kill, though maybe this time without the female side-kick.
"Not even going to say goodbye?" a familiar voice said.
They looked out and saw Robin standing in front of the car.
"Hey, you're the one that pulled a disappearing act," Dean quipped.
"Sorry, had some loose ends to tie up," the girl replied, as she swung a bag onto the bonnet of the car.
"Watch it!" Dean yelled out, hoping for her sake, she hadn't made a dent.
"What's in the bag?" Sam asked, confused at the sudden appearance of the girl.
"$10, 000," the girl answered.
After the Belle incident, she knew that tracking down Lucas wasn't going to be as easy as she thought it would, not after what Sarah had told her. She needed back-up, she needed people that understood this other world, she needed them.
"And you're giving it to us?" Dean said, his mind spinning with images of what he could buy with ten grand.
"No, I'm hiring you," Robin replied, knowing they wouldn't refuse her.
END.
Writer's note: Might do a sequel depending on how people liked this one. So thanks for reading...if anyone is reading this.
