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Dean's P.O.V.

I smile at Belle as she returns to her normal self. I probably sound like a cheesy son of a bitch but I'm glad that she let me see her naive side. That she trusted me to help her and assure her. Just talking about Em leaving made memories brim to the surface of my thoughts. Thoughts about Sammy leaving. Making me stay with the father that was a drunk and obsessed with killing yellow eyes. The father that took away our childhood by telling us that monsters are real.

-Flashback-

"I'm leaving Dean, you can't stop me" Sam threw his bag on the floor and began to toss clothes into it.

"Sammy buddy, wait" I started but he cut me off.

" No Dean, it's Sam. "

"Sorry. Sam come on man, stay with me and dad! We have fun!" I grinned a false grin hoping it would change his mind.

"Fun?! Fun?! We kill monsters! And dad is the one who said if I was going to college then I shouldn't come back."

"Sam don't do this to me." I plead hating how desperate I sound.

"Do what Dean? Live a normal life. Be happy. Be a normal 18 year old. I don't think you get it Dean! Dad has us on a leash. As long as he lives he's never going to let us stop fighting monsters. He's never going to give up looking for the yellow eyed demon and every time he fails. He's going to keep dragging us down with him!"

I take in a sharp breath shocked, "If you think that then maybe you should go. Leave me and dad if we're such a burden."

"Dean. That's not what I meant." Sam tries to speak to me but I say the words that broke me into pieces. I said the words that I didn't mean. That turned me into a shell of a man. a shell of Dean Winchester. I say "Just leave, Sammy."

- end of flashback -

I quickly pushed the memory to the back of my mind along with all of the other emotions I couldn't handle. Belle stood infront of me and quickly grabbed my hand.

" Thank you so much Dean Winchester." She murmured, squeezing my hand before letting go quickly.

She hurried over to the back door of my baby and took a deep breath before getting back into the car. I walk slowly to the drivers side door open it. Sammy smiles a sad smile at me and gives me a questioning look, probably wondering about what happened outside with Belle.

"I can't tell you about what happened with Belle because its her story and not mine." Sam looks shocked but nods at me in understanding. I noticed em was staring at belle but belle never once looked back at her.

" So where do we go from here?" Asked Sam.

"First we go to the motel, book them two a room. Then we go to our room and have a few beers whilst tall and short go over a few things." I look at the two girls in the backseat, at their stiff demeanor; arms crossed over their chests, their heavy breathing and the guilt, anger and sadness freely displayed on both of their faces. Belle still wouldn't look at Em and Em had given up trying to get Belle to notice her.

"Right okay, good plan I guess," Sam muttered as he pulled on his seatbelt.

I started the engine and pulled off. The silence hurt. What Belle had just told me hurt. How could em leave her? And what was that about them living on the streets? I made a mental note to ask Cas later.I concentrated on driving. Trying to remember which grubby motel we were staying in.

"Do you have any money?" I looked in the mirror at Em waiting for an answer.

" N-no we d-don't. I mean we've been on the r-r-run. Living on the streets a-again." She sniffs throughout her informing me, new tears building in her eyes.

"Oh just great." I mutter. Sammy stares at me with a questioning look in his eyes. "What?" I asked him sharply.

"You won that poker game last night we can afford to buy them a room for the night. It's the least we can do considering they just saved a town from a nest, well more than a nest, of vampires."

Em turned to look at her sister,"Hey don't you play poker Belle?" She was clearly trying to make conversation.

"Hmm? Oh yeah." Belle replied. She stared out of the window.

"Of course" I muttered to Sam. "uh Dean?" He said.

"Yeah?"

" You missed the turning to the motel," I glanced back in the mirror seeing the motel sign dissappear in the distance.

"Oh right, sorry" I turned.

Reducing the speed, the car slowly crawled as I into an available car parking spot.

"You girls go with Sammy-" Sam gave me a dirty look, "Sorry, Sam, and I'll go over to the reception and see if they can rent you a room." I get out of the car and turn on my heel ready to go when someone touches my arm. They were clearly female. Em or Belle?

I turned around again to see Em looking shyly at the ground she cleared her throat.

"Ummm, Dean? Can I come with you please?"

"Sure." I shrugged and began to walk again. Suddenly a feeling gripped me. Sadness. I turned to see Belle staring at me. I smiled at her but she didn't smile back.

"Hey Sam, you forgot someone!" I called.

Sam laughed, "Sorry!" He walked up to belle and started talking to her.

"So Em why'd you wanna come with me? Checking out the motel staff?!" I smiled, trying my best to make her laugh. She smiled a faint smile.

"Yeah." She said half heartedly clearly not interested in the staff. "I just need to clear my head. I might as well start making new friends considering my big sister can't stand me and can't stand the truth." Em puts her hands in the pockets of her jeans. An awkward silence rose around us as we carried on towards the reception.

"Em? Do you mind if I call you that?" Em shakes her head showing me she's fine by me calling her by her nickname. "Don't doubt that Belle doesn't love you." Em's watery blue eyes look like an ocean, storms brewing, emptiness and vastness, Em had now definitely given up. You could tell by the set of her shoulders and the short steps she took rather than the longs one that she was able to take with her legs that seemed to go on for miles.

"Look, I know it's none of my business, but just don't give up on her. " Em opened her mouth to protest but I raised my hand to stop her. "Let me finish. I know she seems bossy but she's protecting you. Her short temper is a side effect of caring about you." Em put a hand in her hair and coughed. " Just, if you do leave her, keep in contact with her please?" I stopped outside the motel door to look at her. "Dean can I tell you a secret?" she looked straight into my eyes.

"Sure."

" I don't want to leave her. I can think of nothing worse."

"Well why did you say you were going to? And don't say it's because of you falling into a pissing pond!" I looked at her waiting for her reaction. She seemed to blame herself for falling and Belle blamed herself. How deep was this pond, all the way to Australia?

Em swallowed as she stared at me. Why was everyone staring at me. I know I'm attractive and all but I think Em is a little bit too young for me considering I'm 26. I heard Em scoff. Almost as if she'd heard what I was thinking...

"What?"

"Nothing." she averted her gaze and looked down at the concrete that formed the path. It was still drenched as the rain continued to strike it. It was at that moment I realised that it was still raining.

"Shall we run?" I looked at the fragile girl beside me her midnight hair stuck across her cheeks.

"Why?" She asked concerned.

"It's just that it's raining." I told her, clearly she hadn't noticed either.

"Oh I didn't realize. I've been too wrapped up in my problems. It's raining like cats and dogs!"

"What?" I asked confused.

Em laughed a small laugh "Nothing, it's a British saying."

I shrugged," oh okay. "

Her long black hair began to get soaked and her blue eyes shifted from me to the floor and then back to me. Maybe I should consider modelling?! Em laughed again "What?! " I smiled

" Nothing, let's go inside." She walked ahead of me and into the motel lobby.

"Its not a cat walk you know!" Em laughed as I walked past her.

"What?!" I asked, intrigued.

" Nothing. It's just that you looked like you wanted to be a model for a moment then." Em hides her face her black hair covering her pale skin and dainty facial features.

That was weird. The cat walk remark then the jab about modelling. If I didn't know any better I'd think that she could read my thoughts. I look up as I see the desk with the receptionist behind it. I quicken my pace and Em easily keeps up. She tugs her dark, green, rain drenched coat further around her body. Immediately all eyes are on the shivering strangers who are in the lobby. The receptionist smiles as she quickly disregards Em and rakes her eyes over to me, checking me out.

"Hi, a room for two please." I say and smile the most charming smile I can muster. The little blonde behind the desk looks over at Em with distaste.

Em quickly says, "Oh it's not for us." she points between herself and I.

The blonde smiles and books the room telling us the room number and the total.

Sam's P.O.V.

I start to walk away from the impala when Em and Dean make their way to book another room. The rain spits lashing at me angrily; yet Belle just stands next to the car as if it were a safe haven.

" Hey Sam, you forgot someone!" Dean's voice boomed around the empty parking lot.

"Sorry!" I yelled back to him as the rain drowned out his footsteps. I turned on my heel approaching Belle who was standing with her arms crossed, a challenging expression on her face and her brown, darkened hair, from the rain, plastered across her cheeks.

"Come inside you'll freeze." I stood infront of Belle.

"I've been in worse, but thank you. I will accept your offer of shelter." Her face was pale anyway but especially now. Her bright green eyes studied my face before deciding she could trust me. We walked toward the room.

"So do you stay on earth or in heaven? " I asked awkwardly. It was the only question I could think of.

"Well I am still human!" She snapped at me, clearly agitated at me blurting out such a stupid question. I looked down at the boring, off-white carpet that was supposedly meant to make the beige, cream room look bigger.

Looking up again I turned around whilst saying, "I'm sorry. Would you like anything? Maybe a drink or something to eat? You can use the shower if you want so you won't freeze to death." I laughed nervously not quite knowing what to make of her. She laughed a small, shy laugh that contrasted her personality.

" No I'm sorry. Just not a good day that's all. May I sit down?" Well despite her temper she was polite.

" Of course." Quickly Belle pulled out a seat from underneath the desk and sat on it. Her dark jacket was drenched so she took it off revealing a black shirt with long white sleeves.

"I am sorry though. You seem like a nice guy so don't take how I've been personally, it's just me."

"It's fine. I understand." Walking over to the double bed with burgundy, cheap sheets I sit on the edge of it, crumpling the duvet. I look at Belle. She reaches to her head and pulls her hair up into a bun in the centre of her head securing it with a hair tie.

"So Belle, do you get on with Cas?" I asked. She smiled.

"Honestly, I do. It's really weird. But I guess, in some ways he reminds me of Em"

"And the other angels? Gabriel?" I furthered, determined to keep the conversation going.

" Gabriel and Cas are really the only two I like. But I suppose, they're all my siblings so I don't hate any of them. And Gabe has shown me a few ways to have fun with them" we laughed." So you've met him then?" Belle asked, pulling down on her sleeves.

"Oh yeah... We've definitely met him. Many times actually. He has a certain way with people." I laughed despite me disliking him to say the least.

"So who's that dude who you're with? Dean, is it?" Belle giggles nervously.

" Yeah. Dean. He's my big brother. An arrogant, ladies man."

"Ladies man?! Please! I've seen much nicer! " Belle scoffed.

I chuckled. " Well he thinks he's some kind of gift to women. And your sister, Emmeline I think?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's basically the opposite of me. Quiet, shy and really clever. "

"I'm sure you're really clever too. How old is she?" I was intrigued about Em she seemed different compared to Belle. Special.

"She's 18 and too young to date." Belle's green eyes pierced my gaze as she looked me over. Judged me. Warning me away from her little sister.

"I thought she was older and I wouldn't date her because I respect you guys too much even though I've only just met you. Also Cas would probably call me an assbutt and kill me if I did." I averted my gaze "Oh and Dean is 26. If you wanted to know."

" I wasn't even thinking to date him! And yeah Cas, me and half of the angel army would kill you before you could even kiss her. Nothing personal, it's just we're protective of her." I shifted awkwardly.

" I wouldn't let you date Dean to be honest. But not because I'm protective of him. Because he's more trouble than its worth with women, seriously, " we both laughed.

"When I tell you this, believe me and take my advice Belle. I'm not doing this to scare you away, only to warn you. Don't fall for Dean. He will stamp on your heart when he's finished with you. He doesn't do love he does fun." I stared at Belle showing her how serious I was. She gulped. It was her turn to avert her gaze.

"I can promise you that I won't. I'm not interested in a relationship now, nor will I ever be. Men are disgusting. Not you I'm sure, but the men I attract seem to think they can stomp all over me." Tears sprung to her eyes. I got up to get her a tissue when the door was abruptly opened. White paint chips flaked off the door onto the carpet as it banged against the wall from the sheer force of it being opened. Dean and Em stepped in.

"Hey Sammy, Belle." He looked at each of us his green eyes flicking between us. "I managed to book you and Em a room a few doors down. It's room 45."

Belle stood up.

"Thank you. And thank you Sam." She extended a small, pale hand toward me and I shook it.

" No problem " I smiled

"See you soon!" Dean called as both girls left the dirty room.

" Wow," Dean muttered, "They have almost as many issues as us! " he flopped onto his bed.

I wonder if Belle and Em were going to talk it out. To make up. To be sister's again.

"So what's Em like?"

"She's nice. Has some issues but considering she just told her sister she was leaving because she is the cause of all their problems, she's lovely." Dean looked at me. "Why so interested any ways?"

"Oh. It's just I thought we'd see a lot of them so we might as well get to know them." At that comment Dean sat up and shook his head.

"And why would we see more of them?" Disbelief tinged his tone as he pulled his fingers through his caramel, brown mini quiff.

"They are Cas' sister's and Cas hasn't seen them in forever."

"Fair point I suppose. Hey speaking of trenchcoat, where is he?" Dean turned to look at me.

"I don't know. He left at the fire didn't he?" "I think so."

The green curtains fluttered revealing the night sky. I checked the time. 8pm. Suddenly cas appeared infront of my bed. "Hey Cas." Dean muttered as he closed his eyes. " Hello Dean. Hello Sam. Where are my sisters?"

"They're in their room. And before you ask it's room 45. They've just had an argument which you missed and we had to diffuse. They aren't on what you would call... Speaking basis." Cas looked at me with worry as he stood in the middle of the room. He looked like he didn't know what to do.

" Why are you just standing around, Cas?" Dean looked at Cas through half-lidded eyes as he was falling asleep. Dean's eyes were drooping as Cas answered.

"I'm not sure what to do. They have feelings which most angels don't. I don't know how to handle this. Sam. WHAT DO I DO?" Cas had moved closer so he was standing right in front of me.

"First step, Cas. Personal space." Cas stepped backwards, "Second step. You go to see them. Third step. You talk to them and try to get them to talk to each other."

Cas nodded an approval slowly. He took another step backward.

Suddenly Dean sprung into life, " Hey Cas, they mentioned something about living on the streets? What's that about? " Cas sighed a long and heavy sigh.

"Ah. It seems you have picked up on their fully human past. I cannot explain it to you. But I can show you," he took a step closer to us and Dean rubbed his eyes. "Look Cas, I've not slept for two days. What do you mean?"

Suddenly Cas touched mine and Dean's foreheads. When I opened my eyes we were in a dark back alley.

"Where are we?" I asked.

Suddenly a small girl ran past us. She was wearing grubby clothes that hadn't been washed in ages. I noticed a loaf of bread in her arms "I SAW YOU! THIEF!" A man's voice called out from behind her. "Who was that?" Dean asked.

"Arabella. " Cas said sadly.