What We're Meant To Do

by Ginevra-Summers

Post-S4. Bela is saved from the pit by someone who needs her help. But being back is harder than it looks as Bela struggles to let go of the memories of what happened there.

3. Chapter 3

Title: "What We're Meant to Do" Chapter 3

Author: GinevraSummers

Rating: PG-13/Light R

Summary: Bela returns from hell with a mission of her own.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Authors Note: First Fic in a long time. Tell me how I did. Read and Review? Thanks for reading.

Two weeks. It's been two weeks since Gabriel brought her out of hell, and she thought she'd stop flinching every time an angel pops in unexpectedly but she hasn't. She takes her time relearning everything the pit had made her forget, she takes the time to learn how new things in the world are, because you know what. She's going to help save it.

She hates sleeping though, She can't sleep, won't even close her eyes because she's afraid if she wakes up, she'll be back under that knife, on the rack. She hates being alone, and she hates herself for being so weak. But Bela is going to be okay. She knows she is. It's just going to take time. Which is something that she really doesn't have. She's still trying to wrap her mind around it. That the Sam she knew is gone. That he's the one that released Lucifer. She remembers that conversation vividly.

"So, uh Gabriel? Not that I'm not grateful and all, but why would an angel, of all people need someone like me alive?" Bela quietly asks. Gabriel looked up from whatever he's planning to answer. "Weeeell Bela, (That's another annoying trait Bela's noticed he has. He likes to drag out words.) There is a reason you are back. But it's not a good one. But I'm going to skip the beginning, the middle and just go to the end of the story. Lucifer is on earth. And Sam Winchester is the reason why." And you know what? All Bela can do it look at him while he smirks and looks back down to his papers.

It's been a week since he told her, and he told her everything. He told her about the war that was coming, that's now here. How angels are fighting each other for control over heaven. He told her about the demon blood, that demon Ruby (She remembers meeting her once) and how so distance Dean and Sam are. Yet she's still grasping at the truth, not that Sam let Lucifer out. She understands that. What she can't understand is how Dean let Sam get like that. How he could let Sam slip that far down. But from what Gabriel's been telling her. Dean just doesn't care. Which Bela doesn't think she'll believe until she sees it.

Because it's Sam and Dean. Dean and Sam. The Winchester duo. The ones who would always have each other's backs. No matter what. But Bela remembers that there are two different Dean Winchesters. The first one would who die for his brother, sell his soul to bring him back. Be the best damn brother he could be. But the second one? Oh he's different from the first. This Dean wouldn't die for his brother.

This Dean enjoyed hearing the screams. Enjoyed finally inflicting all the hurt and pain he suffered into the helpless souls on that rack. This Dean. He'd wait for his brother to do something stupid, and when Sam finally appeared on that rack. And he would show no mercy. And the part that scares her the most? Bela's not sure if she can ever tell the two apart again. Not after everything. She just couldn't.

Bela's torn out of her thoughts by the sound of an angels wings fluttering. She glances over to the once empty seat to see Gabriel sitting there. "Jeez. Do you ever use a door? You definitely need a bell. Yeah. Definitely." He shrugged. "Not my fault you can't handle this,- And I totally agree with that bell comment. Can you imagine me with a bell around my neck? I'd annoy you so much." And all Bela can do is laugh. Because despite all the shit that is going on around them. She's actually glad that he's here.

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Sorry about all the dialogue. Next chapter is going to have more action, Promise. Thanks for reading.

-Ginevra