Dean bit into his burger and let the tangy flavor of the ketchup flood on his tongue. "Mmm," He slurped the Dr Pepper from his extra large cup. Bella had disappeared momentarily somewhere in the mall. It was pretty far from the house of the Rosens, but they all had to eat somewhere. Sam convinced Dean to wait for her, and he'd agreed a bit too willingly. Crap, she was messing with his head.
Once Dean finished, he sat back wishing for a beer instead. Just then, his eyes widened ad Bella sat before him.
"What?" She demanded. "You're staring at me like a buffoon."
"Uh-um, you look nice."
"Of course I do." Bella straightened her back. In 15 minutes, Bella's hair was red, pulled pack in a rare ponytail. She had changed into a revealing décolleté top and navy blue skinny jeans. Even little green earrings that matched her eyes and heels.
Sam cleared his throat loudly, "We should go."
"Lets," Bella agreed, rising and walking primly like a model in her stilettos to the exit.
"Dude, you ok?" Sam eyed Dean.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. She looks good, that's all."
"Bella?"
Dean slowly glanced at Sam, "So?"
"Nothing, man." Sam chuckled.
They got in the car in the same seats as before and Dean drove manically to the house. Once there, he parked within seeing distance of the house. They planned out what to do, and began waiting. Dean had lowered the volume on his music, but hummed the tune under his breath. Bella closed her eyes and went completely still. Sam pulled his phone out.
He sent a quick text: 'Ready?'
He received a reply near immediately: 'Yeah, I'm watching the house from the backyard. Pick me up at the end of the next street.'
Sam looked out his window, just in time to see a short man with thick, black hair approach the house they staked. "Dean, Dean- look." Sam said quietly with urgency in his tone.
Dean did look, but it was Bella who spoke: "That's him, guys. Plan A."
All of them got out of the car, leaving the keys in the ignition. Instantaneously, Bella was at Dean's side. She linked arms with Dean, leaning against him. He was slouched over. Sam sniffled needlessly. They looked drunk. They acted drunk.
"Oh, love, look, its dark outside." She drawled as if she had no idea it was night, stumbling over her own shoes.
"Eh?" Dean grunted, very distracted by Bella's proximity.
"Hey, man, outta my way." Bella demanded of the demon, who watched the rowdy bunch with narrowed eyes. As if trying to place them somewhere and not succeeded. Sam came up behind the demon whose attention was directly on Bella. Swiftly, he grabbed the demons wrists behind his back. Too quick to give a thought, Sam began chanting in ancient Latin. Dean took Bella's arms, pushing her behind him, and stepped forward to bear-hug the demon.
The demon flailed uselessly for a moment, caught completely off-guard. Then, recognition flickered in his eyes as he realized what they were chanting. His eyes flashed black and a black wispy trail of smoke came from his nostrils and mouth. But the demon acted fast, his reflexes too quick for humans.
He freed his hands, elbowing Sam in the gut. Sam struggled for breath but continued the chant. The demon pushed Dean off roughly, and Dean flew back onto the quiet street. Turning, the demon punched Sam in the nose. He gasped and was forced to stop the chant.
The demon jumped inhumanly far in one giant leap and took off down the deserted street. Sam headed for the Impala with long, swift steps. One hand held his nose pinched shut where a stream of blood had already begun to flow. Getting in the car, Sam sped after the demon.
"Plan B." Bella said softly, helping Dean up to his feet. Neither of them knew that before joining the highway in pursuit of the man, Sam had paused to pick Ruby up at the adjacent street.