Disclaimer: As shocking as it is, I don't own Supernatural.
I'm super sorry I haven't updated lately. Since school started, I won't be able to update as frequently. I'll do my best to update quickly!
Dean's heart was racing. Bela Talbot wasn't at her place, and there was sulfur on the counter top. A demon had been there, and where there were demons, there was Sam. Pushing his foot harder on the gas, Dean kicked himself for not being faster.
Dean slowly opened the door and disarmed the security alarm. Motioning to Gordon, the two of them crept slowly through the house, checking rooms for Bela Talbot. Finding no sign of the thief, they regrouped in the kitchen.
"What are we going to do? Bela's not here." Dean hit his hand on the countertop, confused when a cloud of dust floated into the air. Confusion quickly turned to horror as he realized what was on the countertop: sulfur.
As Dean got agitated and paced restlessly around the room, Gordon annoyingly kept his cool. "Dean." Dean stopped and spun around to face Gordon. "Look." Gordon pointed to the security camera hidden in the corner of the room.
After searching through the footage, the two men found what they were looking for. Bela had her gun aimed at a girl and they talked. Dean wished that the security footage came with sound; what if they were talking about his little brother?
Bela pissed the girl off and was thrown against the wall. "The girl is a demon." Dean mused.
"Explains the sulfur." Gordon added, eyes locked on the footage.
Bela talked to the demon, confident. Both men were shocked when she fell to the floor for seemingly no reason. "What the hell?" Gordon whispered. He turned off the security footage. "I don't know how she got the drop on Bela like that, but I do know one thing: we need to be careful when confronting her." For the first time since Dean broke him out of prison, Gordon looked worried.
"Maybe... maybe we could track her phone. I didn't see the demon take it off of her." Dean suggested.
Now Dean was racing against the clock, desperately trying to get to his brother before the demon bitch did something horrible to him.
Sam cringed. Please no, please don't let it be...
Gum. Sam had stepped in gum. That was just great. Not even two feet from the entrance to the cemetery and Sam had gum stuck to his foot. It could be worse, Sam mused. Seeing a sewage drain, Sam tried to scrape the gum off. Of course, Sam's shoe falls into the sewer. Awesome.
"C'mon Sam! We have to do this tonight!" Ruby called. "What's wrong?"
Sam sadly looked at Ruby. "I lost my shoe." He grumbled.
Ruby rolled her eyes. "Let's go, Cinderella."
They entered the graveyard. Finding an area away from the main road, Ruby tied Bela to a tree. "Sam, you watch Bela while I get the spell going. I'm using flames, so stay over here. Can you manage that?"
Sam huffed, tired of being sidelined. Of course, he knew that standing close to burning embers was only going to end poorly, but did Ruby really have to put him on babysitting duty? As Ruby sauntered away Sam looked over at the pissed off thief tied to the tree next to him. She glared back at him.
"What is the purpose of this? Either you kill me or set me free, and, judging by the company you have," she nodded at Ruby, "I don't think I'll be leaving this cemetery tonight."
Before Sam could offer a reply, Ruby walked over. "I just finished adding the bone ash and cayenne pepper. We're all set to destroy the foot. Are you ready to do this?"
Sam nodded. "Let's do this."
Ruby held the tongs out over the fire. "Time to say goodbye to your favorite dismembered limb. Any last words?"
Even in the dark Bela could see Sam turn red. "Just drop it in already." Sam mumbled.
It was sickening watching the two of them flirt. Ugh, Bela felt like puking. Seeing her 1.5 million US dollar prize being held above burning embers, Bela knew she had to act fast. While talking to Sam she had pulled her 'lipstick' out of her back pocket and opened the lid, revealing a small knife, and began sawing at the ropes binding her hands behind her back. Bela's efforts were increased tenfold as the rabbit's foot was dropped into the embers, catching on fire. She held back a victory yell as the ropes fell to the ground behind her.
Bela snuck behind the tree, eyes glued to Ruby and Sam. Confident that they hadn't seen her yet, Bela took off towards the cemetery gates.
Dean threw the car into park and looked around. Of course Bela was taken to a cemetery. Of course his little brother was in a creepy old cemetery. Of course the demon bitch would've taken them to some creepy ass place where the lighting was shit and the chances of finding them was-
Gordon put his hand on Dean's shoulder, effectively stopping his train of thought. "Are you prepared for what you might see tonight? Your brother isn't who you thought he was."
Dean shook off Gordon's hand. "Sam is still Sam. Are you ready to face the reality that you're wrong?"
Gordon gave a sad smile, the kind of smile you give to a small child when they insist that Santa is real after you've told them the truth. Without another word, the hunter got out of the Impala and walked around to the trunk.
Dean followed, picking up his favorite sawed-off shotgun and a flask of holy water. Slamming the trunk closed, he turned and headed towards the cemetery gates. "Let's go. We're wasting time."
Gordon fell in step next to Dean. "Remember, this isn't just about your brother. Bela's life is on the line. We need to be smart and observe what's happening before we rush headfirst into anything."
Dean nodded, but he knew if his Sammy was in trouble there was nothing that could stop him.
Dean stopped when he made out two figures in the moonlight. Crouching behind a gravestone, he struggled to hear what was being said. Gordon crouched down and nodded at the blonde.
"She's the demon who kidnapped Bela earlier." He frowned. "I don't see Bela. The demon shouldn't have killed her; at least, not unless she got the information she needed. If she's still alive we need to find her."
Dean looked at his brother and squared his shoulders. "Sam wouldn't have let Bela die. He would've saved her. Bela's alive."
The two men fell silent as an object was dropped into a pile of burning embers. Catching a small movement to the side, Dean looked to his right to see a woman sprinting towards them. It was Bela!
Suddenly, Bela was yanked by an invisible force. She sailed through the air and landed hard against a tree. Dean tensed, ready to get up and fight, but Gordon placed a restraining hand on his shoulder.
"You won't be of much help if you run out there now. They will see you!" Gordon hissed.
Dean sat down fuming silently. From his vantage point behind the gravestone, Dean could only see Bela's face, screwed up in pain. He concentrated on the voices, ready to pounce when needed.
"Ruby!" Sam's voice. "What the hell..." His voice trailed off.
"I saw her make a break for it. I couldn't let that happen." A female voice: the demon.
Sam sighed. "I know." Dean's face went blank. Sam just agreed with a demon. Sam just agreed with a demon. What?!
"Your call, Sam. What do we do with her?"
Dean relaxed, if only slightly. Sam would say let her go, or at least tell this Ruby chick to stop torturing Bela. Her face was still screwed tight with pain. C'mon Sam, tell her to let Bela go and we can go home.
"I-" A pause. A deep breath. "You need to kill her."
Dean's heart stopped. What? That couldn't have been Sam saying that, could it?
"Sam, I can't. She has a contract with another demon. I can't kill her before her contract is up."
Dean had to hold back his scoff. If she thought for one second Sam would-
Bela's eyes went wide, and, for a split second, her entire body went rigid. As she fell back against the tree, limp, the sound of a knife being removed could be heard.
Sam's voice was emotionless. "Get her out of here. I'll meet you back at the main hall."
Seeing Bela disappear, Dean jumped out from behind the gravestone and ran up to the tree. The only clue that someone was here a few seconds ago was a bloody tree limb that probably had blood flow onto it from the mortal wound Sam inflicted on Bela. Sam, his little brother, the compassionate one, the caring and sharing sappy brother, killed Bela. It couldn't have been Sam. It wasn't Sam.
So immersed in his inner struggle, Dean didn't hear Gordon walk up. "Do you believe me now?"
Dean jumps. Glaring at Gordon, he replied, "That wasn't Sam. He must've been possessed. Or that was a shifter. Sam's no killer."
Or is he?
My Beta Alytiger almost ripped my head off when she read the ending; I hope you like it too! *thumbs up*