A/N - are guys proud of me and Katie? We're slowly, but surely managing to increase the size of the chapters! We're currently writing chapter 9 of this fanfic at this very moment so hopefully I'll get around to posting the next few fairly soon! What do you think so far? Who is your favourite character out of Belle and Em? Personally mines Em not being biased at all because I created her... What you need to know about Em and Belle is that I created Em and Katie created Belle so they both have certain aspects of ourselves in them and what we want to be so yeah... Enjoy! ~ Holly

Belle's P.O.V

I run. Faster. Faster. Faster. Never looking back. Escaping the past that I unearthed. Em won't want to talk to me. She hates me. I find myself in a forest area. It feels safe, like home. I find a low branch on a tree and begin to climb towards it, with the intent to sit on it and hide. Em is probably tracking me now, if I hide well enough she'll run past me, rain continues to pour down hammering on my hideaway : the green canopy takes the lashings from the vicious rain. Why did I tell Em? Why did I tell her in front of those... Those idiots. Anger bubbled up and erupted out of me as I ripped a twig from the tree and threw it far across the forest disturbing any wildlife within five metres of me. An owl flew up through the canopy making the leaves smack each other. What little light appeared from the escape of the elegant, nocturnal creature disappeared like an eclipse. I have always hid in trees. They're safe. But I've never hid from em. The rain quickly soaked through my jacket and into my t shirt. I began to shiver.

"Belle, where are you? Belle? Please. I need to speak with you " I heard Em's voice.

I shuffled closer to the trunk of the tree.

Feeling guilty I shifted my weight forward to peek at the direction that I heard my sisters voice resonate from. Over balancing I toppled forward plummeting from the small distance my hiding place that offered me solace in my time of need.

"Arrrrgh!" I didn't have time to try and prevent my descent and landed on a bed of leaf corpses with a thwack. The sounds of somebody running in a hurry met my ears.

Em's P.O.V

My sister hit the floor with a resounding smack. She got up and dusted herself off before noticing that I had seen her, " Why were you in a tree?"

" I don't want to talk. You should hate me." she turned her back and began to climb the tree again her shoulder length brown hair waved from side to side in the strong wind.

" Well I don't. Please don't go back up there, you know I hate climbing!"

She stopped and got down," Why do you want to talk to me?"

" Belle. Dude. You're my sister. I mean you're cocky sometimes and always think you're right when most of the time you're not, but you are my sister and you have to do much better than that to scare me away."

My hair was now pasted to my face from the rain that had managed to infiltrate the brushed her hair out of her eyes and stepped forward, closing the huge gap between us slightly.

" I'm sorry. You had a right to know but I didn't want you to hate me. Not yet anyway. "

I shifted on my feet and kicked a pile of leaves. " I don't hate you, I never could. You have brought me up from the age of four, all on your own. "

" And I broke several laws doing it. Mainly stealing. Bad influence. "

Belle looked at her feet as she walked backwards to rest against the tree she fell out of. Belle. My strong willed sister looked lost and she had a burning hatred for herself in her eyes. This was the first time I'd seen her look like that and I definitely don't want to see her look like that again; like she wasn't worth anything. Sprinting forward I scooped my older sister into my arms and hugged her like she was going to disappear again.

She hugged me back, to my relief, and began to cry.

" I'm so sorry. You deserve better than me. For God's sake, I practically killed our parents." She relaxed slightly in my arms but I still clung to her, like I used to when I couldn't sleep. She slid down the tree and we both sat on the floor.

"Hey it's not your fault! I was a stupid child. If it's anyone's fault it's mine. I mean if I hadn't fallen into the stupid pond then mum and dad wouldn't be dead." Tears filled my eyes as I realised that my amazing sister had blamed herself for our parents death and for me falling into the pond. I'd caused her to feel this pain and have this weight weighing her down since she was eight!

" Shut your mouth. I should of watched you but I didn't. Don't you dare blame yourself. It's my fault. "

I remembered when I was little, belle would always take the blame for everything I did wrong. Everything I broke belle would say she did it. She always protected me despite of what she said. Belle was basically my mother and father. A parent too young. I'd taken away her life at the age of eight.

" Why don't you shut your mouth? Let's say it was both of our faults to stop the argument and we can blame whoever we want in our head?"

"Damn it, I can never tell you off can I?! " she smiled a small smile. "I love you, you stupid stubborn moron"

I laughed, "I love you more."

We hugged and then I heard a crash behind me.

"Girls. I couldn't find you. I got worried," Cas arrived and stumbled over to us.

Holding my arms up, I invited Cas to join in with our... Family reunion; if you could call you finally finding your sister in a tree after three hours of searching for her a family reunion.

" Why are you holding your arms out whilst sitting on the floor? Are you... Crying?" Cas looked genuinely confused as to why me and Em were crying whilst hugging on the floor.

"We just realised that we need to stop blaming ourselves for what happened in the past. The past is in the past." I smiled at my sister.

Belle looked at Cas and jerked her head over to where we were kneeling, "Come on Cas we're bonding here. Hugs?"

Cas skidded on his knees and hugged us both, his trenchcoat covering his back and most of the floor.

" Are you two alright? The Winchesters do not need to know anything about you, if you do not wish to tell them."

Belle laughed, "So can you tell us more about your friends? We know nothing and I have just told them the most hurtful part of my past."

"Well Dean is attracted to anything that walks and," Belle interrupted Cas by giggling at his comment about Dean whilst I pulled a revolted face at the thought of a player, "Shhhh! As I was saying and Sam is more emotional. Sort of like our very own Em here."

Belle couldn't hold in her laughter at Cas saying that I was emotional. "EMOTIONAL!?" I shouted.

"Yes Em! Emotional! " belle collapsed in laughter.

"Shut up!" I retorted.

She looked at cas with hope in her eyes "But this dean, he seemed like a bit of a... well a bit of a...idiot to be honest!"

"He's been called worse than that." Cas gazed into the distance and murmured "Except I don't know what half of the insults he's had the... privilege of being called meant."

"Well, he's an idiot. He thinks he's god's gift to women does he?! Well trust me, I've seen a lot better thank you!" Belle pulled herself up and offered me a hand " I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy messing with this dean character, quite a lot!" She grinned.