Continued from last chapter.

"What? Why?" Sam asked them.

"Doesn't matter, step aside."

"Whoa. Look you want to kill her just because she's wiretapping angel radio? Seriously?"

"Don't worry, I'll kill her gently." Uriel said, smirking.

Dean nearly came unglued.

"Heartless son of a bitch." Dean yelled at him.

"And?" Castiel asked.

"Anna's an innocent young girl." Sam said.

Ruby stood still, as did Bela. Bela noticed Dean about to attack them, not that it would do any good.

"She is far from innocent." Castiel announced.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"It means she is much worse than that stain you've been screwing." Uriel stated, looking at Ruby.

Bela looked over at Sam. Really? Well, that was unexpected.

"Dean, just give her to us." Castiel tried.

"Sorry, no." Dean said.

"Who's gonna stop us?" Uriel asked. "All of you? Or this demon whore?"

Uriel threw Ruby against the wall. Bela took a step back. This wasn't good.

Dean tried to fight Uriel, and got a few hits in before Uriel threw Dean back. The heartless angel grabbed Bela and kept an arm around her neck, she struggled in his grasp.

Castiel touched Sam, causing him to lose conciousness.

"Let her go." Dean said. Bela stared at him in surprise, it's not like he gave a crap about her.

"Give us the girl." Uriel said.

"No." Bela said stubbornly. It wasn't that she cared so much about Anna, but she wasn't going to give in to their demands. And the girl didn't deserve to die either.

"I'm going to send you right back to hell."

Dean made a move on Uriel. Angry the angel let Bela go to fight Dean. He was beating Dean pretty good when suddenly they were all surrounded by a bright light, and Castiel and Uriel disappeared.

Bela walked to Dean, and gave him her hand to stand up. Then Dean walked over and helped Ruby stand as well. Dean rushed to Anna, Bela followed, while Ruby tended to waking Sam.

Dean noticed blood all over Anna's arm, and she was breathing heavily.

"My God." Bela whispered, they noticed the weird symbol on the mirror.

"What happened? Did you kill them?" Dean asked.

"No...they're just gone, far away."

"How?" Bela asked. "How did you do this?"

"No idea. It just popped into my head."

Dean looked to Bela worriedly.

She shrugged her shoulders. What the hell was happening? She knew they were wrong to kill Anna, but what the girl did made Bela question whether Castiel was right about her being dangerous.

They all walked into the other room, where Sam and Ruby stood.

"We need to get somewhere safe. They'll be back." Dean said.

"And angry." Bela commented.

"Bobby's." Sam said.

Dean nodded in agreement. Dean headed for his car, and was about to get in, but decided he shouldn't leave Bela to drive her car alone right now.

"Here." he told Sam, tossing him the keys to the impala.

"Why where..." Sam started.

"No one needs to be singled out. We'll follow." Dean told him, motioning towards Bela getting in her car.

"What?" She asked.

"Just shut up princess." he told her, and walked over to the passenger side and got in.

She got in the driver seat and stared over at him.

"Good grief I barely fit in this thing." Dean commented about the small sports car.

"Oh please, this was your idea. Like I need your protection."

"Wasn't about protection. We're going to need everyone on this fight, and last thing we need is for those two dicks to snatch you up so we have one less person. Now just drive."

She sighed, but pulled away to follow Sam.

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Bela's car.

"So...Alastair and Angels? We have to hide from both of them...I don't see how we can pull this off." she commented a few minutes later.

"I don't know either." he just shrugged.

"Why is he here?"

"What, topside? I don't know."

She stared straight ahead, becoming silent again. There were things neither of them wanted to say. Both of them had their memories of hell fully intact by now, but there agreement from earlier about not talking about it seemed to have stayed well in place.

"Dean...look, I know I said we shouldn't talk about it, but he may decide to use what happened down there against us, and..." Bela started.

"Don't worry about it. You're right, we shouldn't talk about it. Got enough shit to worry about right now." He cut her off. Funny, how he was the one doing the ignoring now.

She nodded.

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Bobby's

Dean took Anna to the panic room, and Ruby stayed outside of it, under Dean's 'orders' to watch Anna.

Now he, Sam, and Bela stood around Bobby's living room.

"So, where's Bobby anyways?" Dean asked.

Sam told him. "And he said if we break anything we buy it."

Bela laughed.

"What about Anna?" she asked.

"Didn't find much on her, her parents were pretty normal...and religous."

"Well that's helpful." Dean said sarcastically.

"Yeah, although I did find something else...this episode that sent her to the psychiatric hospital wasn't her first."

"No?" Bela asked, with slight interest.

"She went crazy when she was a kid, would say things about her father, that he wasn't her real dad, and that her real father was angry."

"Pretty heavy stuff for a kid." Dean said.

"Yeah...but she seemed to get better and grow up normal."

"Until now." Bela commented.

"So, what's she hiding?" Dean wondered aloud.

"You could just ask me." Anna said from behind them.

"Thought you were watching her?" Dean asked Ruby.

"My eyes haven't left her." she said, smirking.

Dean sighed. He still didn't like her.

"She's right." Sam said. "Anna, anything you can tell us?"

"No. I don't know okay, I know nothing. My parents are dead, and I don't even know why." she said, crying.

"Okay well then we need to find out."

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"Called Bobby's friend Pamela. She talked to me for about an hour on how to do this, I've read how to do this a few times as well in a couple of my books, but I've never done it before myself. Are you sure this is a good idea Dean?" Bela asked. They were back in the panic room.

"I just said we needed pyschic help, it was your idea."

She nodded. "Okay, well I'm supposed to stay calm during all this. You want to tell me how to be calm and soothing? I'm fairly certain those aren't my best qualities."

He laughed at her.

"I'm serious." She said.

They heard the other three people come down the basement stairs.

"Here." Dean said, handing her the small glass of whiskey. "Drink up." he told her.

"Oh yeah, this should really help." She replied, with another eye roll.

"What, you said calm...drink a few glasses you'll be ready to go."

"Uh huh." She said, taking a gulp of it. He smiled as he watched, she didn't even wince as she swallowed it.

"Your a good liar, just fake it." Dean said.

She grinned. "You know you need to watch it with those compliments Dean, a girl like me might get the wrong impression."

Now he was the one to roll his eyes.

Sam brought Anna into the panic room, she went and sat down on the pull down cot.

"You know what you're doing?" Sam asked Bela.

"No, not really."

He shook his head, but stepped back to lean against the door of the room.

Dean and Bela walked over to Anna.

"Um...go ahead and lay down." Bela told her.

She did as she was told.

"Dean, might want to step out of the way so I can concentrate."

Dean stepped back.

Bela gave Anna the instructions, and then started a to countdown from 5. Once she was to zero, Bela kept repeating the words 'deep sleep' and waited until Anna relaxed and her breathing got slower.

"Good. Can you here me?" Bela asked.

"Yes." Anna answered, her voice very monotone.

Dean watched...this was all so cheesy, he thought.

"Okay. How'd you do it? How'd you hear the angels?"

"I don't know." She answered honestly.

Bela tried another subject, based on what they'd discussed about Anna earlier.

"Okay, your father...who is he?"

"Richard." she answered.

"No, go further. Your real father, what's his name?"

"No." she said, starting to look worried.

"Anna it's okay." Bela tried to reassure her...but Bela wasn't sure she was good at that. "Anna you can tell us...who is he?"

"NO! No I can't! NO!" she started yelling.

"Okay, Anna calm down. You're fine." Bela tried again.

Anna was still thrashing though, it was getting worse.

Dean couldn't take it anymore, he needed to wake her, or she was going to hurt herself and maybe even Bela.

"Dean don't." Bela warned. She wasn't sure what would happen if he tried waking her now.

Dean heard her too late though, and Anna's touch threw him backwards against the wall. Bela decided she had to wake her now.

"Okay, wake in 5,4,3,2, and 1." Bela finally said quietly, staying composed.

Anna's eyes flew open. Dean stood up from where he fell. Sam and Ruby stared at them.

"You alright?" Bela asked.

Anna nodded.

"Thank you, you helped me."

Bela looked at her confused.

"I remember." Anna said.

"Remember what?" Sam asked her.

"Who I am."

"Really? Tell us." Dean told her.

"I am an angel." Anna replied.

Everyone went silent.

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Bobby's House, study.

They all stood around, still in shock.

"So Castiel and Uriel, that's who came after me?" Anna asked.

Ruby was keeping her distance in the furthest corner of the room.

Dean nodded.

"So you know who they are then?" Sam asked.

"Yes, we were of the same unit." Anna said.

"One of them your boss?" Dean asked.

"No, other way around."

Dean stared at her, almost impressed.

"Well they want you dead. Why is that?" Bela asked.

"I fell?"

They all gave her a weird look.

"I fell, from heaven. Became human."

"Really?" Dean asked.

She nodded.

"It's not easy, and it's a painful process. Basically, I ripped out my grace."

They discussed it some more, before Ruby brought herself back into the conversation.

"Guys were still royally screwed."

"She's right." Anna said.

"Heaven wants her dead, and hell wants her alive to torture and question."

"So, I need to get it back."

"Get what back?" Dean asked her, confused.

"My grace."

"You can do that."

"If we can find it."

"Oh yes, that's sounds easy enough." Bela said, words dripping with sarcasm.

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Dean and Bela stood outside, both needing a breather. Dean leaned on the hood of his car.

"You think she knows anything?" Dean asked.

"About what?"

"Us...why us you know. Why the angels or God want us for all this."

"Well, we could ask her." Bela suggested, noticing Anna walk up.

"You could." Anna agreed. Dean smiled.

"Sorry, I really don't Dean. The other angels won't say."

"Well there must be value in that information then." Bela stated.

"Why'd you do it?" Dean asked Anna finally. Both she and Bela looked at him.

"What do you mean?" Anna asked back.

"Fall. Why'd you give up being one of them?"

"I wanted to feel."

"We're a bunch of miserable idiots."

Speak for yourself." Bela said.

"There are good things too. Frienship, forgiveness...love."

"Pain." Dean tried. Bela couldn't disagree with him. Even before all of the demon stuff started in her life, she didn't know what it was like to be happy.

"Good food. Sex..." Anna said, smiling.

"Hmm...she's got us there." Bela said, smirking. Dean laughed.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Seriously though, human emotion isn't a bad thing." Anna said. "It's all worth it."

Just then Sam came to find them, announcing they'd found the location of where Anna fell.

It had been a long ass car ride to Kentucky and back...and all for nothing. Anna's grace had been there...but it was not any longer.

They'd all come to the conclusion that they were most likely screwed. It was only a matter of time before both Castiel and Uriel found them, or Alastair as well.

Anna walked over to them.

"Um...I heard them again." she said.

"Heard what?" Sam asked.

"They said that the two of you..." she motioned to Dean and Bela. "...give us Anna by midnight, or we hurl them back into damnation."

"Fu*k" Bela said under her breath. Was it worth it? she thought. She knew Dean thought it was.

"No." Sam said. It was panic time.

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Outside Bobby's.

Dean was leaning back against his car, drinking a beer when Bela walked over to him. He handed her a drink.

"Thanks." she said.

"You okay?" he asked.

She shook her head.

He nodded in agreement.

"So, this the right choice then Dean? I'm not being heartless Dean, really...but we're supposed to be a part of some big plan yet they are willing to put us back into hell for this."

"I get it. I also don't think I can just let them kill someone."

Bela sighed. "Guess not."

She turned to look at him.

"I don't want to go back. Not after last time."

He nodded again. "Look...I won't...not again. I promise."

"Don't say that, you can't promise that."

"Yes I can. You managed, you were stronger than me."

"Dean, it's fine okay? I do remember it all you know...and yet I'm still here standing right beside you. I should be scared, I should stay away...but I'm not. I've never said this to anyone before that's hurt me...but we're good, I've put it behind me. I forgive you for it."

"You can't say that...not after what I did."

"I was there Dean! Okay, I know what Alastair was like. He pushed us to the breaking point over and over again...and you broke. It wasn't your fault."

He hadn't expected this from Bela. She spent the past few months avoiding him, and yet she could just get over it?

"Yes, it was. You never broke." He stated.

"I wanted to, but everytime I was about to, I remembered everything about myself that made me who I am, made me stronger. I decided to not be the victim anymore, I was done letting someone else win. But you, you didn't break because of your cruelty, you broke for your brother. I wish I could hate you for it Dean, for what you did...but I can't."

"I can't talk about this anymore." Dean tried.

"That was my rule Dean, and now I'm breaking it. We're out of hell, and if we have to go back then it's going to be different this time. We both agree that no matter what they try to do to us, we won't break. We'll be stronger this time."

He stared at her. When did Bela start making sense? Start being able to give him pep talks...it was strange. He kind of liked it.

"Why were you stronger? You know, I saw it...what happened with your father's ghost, saw the way you were with Charlie back in the past...you didn't make your deal for money, you did it to save yourself. Why not just tell us that?"

"I couldn't." she replied. He was surprised she answered him honestly, instead of deflecting. "I've never told anyone Dean, I hated looking weak."

"That doesn't make you weak."

"Sure it does. I let a demon come into my life and trick me into thinking I'd be free, that I would be safe. I let years go by without telling a soul what he did to me all because I feared he would just get worse, and that no one would believe me."

Dean looked at her with pain filled eyes. She was doing it...talking about it. And it hurt him, knowing the truth. He didn't pity her really, after all she was still Bela, she still had made the wrong choices. Yet, it was all so different now.

"How long? How long did it go on?" he finally asked. He could see the pain in her eyes, the tears she refused to let fall.

"Uh...he started in on me when I was 10...I don't know it's a bit blurry."

"No one noticed? No one could see evidence?"

"It wasn't that sort of abuse Dean...not most of the time anyways." she said, looking away. She couldn't bear to even say it, and she couldn't look at Dean anymore.

"Wha..." Dean started, but stopped. Oh shit, not that...anything but that. But he knew she was telling the truth. Talking about innocence being taken away too young. Damn.

Bela didn't say a word.

Dean didn't reach out for her like he wanted to, he figured she'd run away if he did.

"Your mother knew...it's why she was a part of your deal wasn't it? She just let him do it?"

"She wasn't my mother Dean. He remarried...and she couldn't have stopped it if she tried. She figured ignorance was key."

"What do you mean?"

"My mother died when I was 6...it was his fault. He was more into regular abuse with her. He found out she was going to take me and run, so he confronted her, and they fought. She was 7 months pregnant, and when he hit her, she fell down the staircase...and miscarried. They couldn't save her, she bled out." Bela finally told him everything.

Dean was stunned into silence. If Dean ever was to believe a human deserved hell...it was Bela's father. And even though she was a great liar, he knew what she said was true. She could not fake the pain that was on her face now. It was too real.

He couldn't stand it anymore, he took his hand and placed it on hers. She flinched, she wasn't used to him touching her.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't, I don't want your pity Dean."

"It isn't...it's just, the things I did to you...I can't imagine how after everything you can even stand here. Not after all you've been through."

"Maybe that's why I can." she said, turning towards him finally. "I've seen you Dean...I may not know you well but I know you'd do anything for your brother and innocent people. So I'm not afraid of you, not anymore. You're not a monster."

"You begged me to stop, I didn't."

"Maybe not, but I saw the real you in there Dean, fighting it the whole time."

"Thank you." he said. "For telling me everything."

She nodded. "Look, don't say anything, no one else can know what happened with me."

He agreed.

"God I wanted to hate you so much." He said. "You make it so easy sometimes...but I just can't seem to hate you anymore."

"Hmm...likewise."

He laughed.

"You are still a bitch."

"Well you're still a revenge driven sociopath, but we can't all be perfect." she said, smiling. And it was a real smile, not her usual smirk.

They stood there in silence, leaning against the car shoulders touching. They'd rarely stood so close, and when Bela turned to face him, they were meer inches apart.

Dean stared at her, there eyes locking. And Bela decided she atleast had to know what it felt like...she'd been wondering since she first saw him in that tux on the stairwell. So she did it, leaned in and touched her lips to his...and surprised when he didn't jerk back from it. When she pulled away, he was still staring at her.

"Uh...what was that?" he ased.

"Sorry, I was curious." she tried to sound like herself...but truth was after all their sharing that night, there wasn't much room for their usual quippy banter. "And seeing as how we are probably going to die tonight...again...I figured I'd give it a shot."

"Wow...an end of our lives type speech huh? Sweetheart that's my thing." Dean said, smirking.

She rolled her eyes. She was about to stand all the way and walk back to the house, but she didn't get far before Dean stopped her. He grabbed her arm, whipped her around and pulled her flush against him. He didn't give her a chance to question him before his lips were on hers. It started slow like hers had, but then she kissed him back and everything sped up. It was not long before there hands were all over each other and Dean was backing her up towards the rear of his car. He tried keeping his one hand on her and the other opening the car door. He was afraid if he let go she'd run away...and he wasn't really ready for that awkwardness just yet. Best to just keep this going.

Dean then hesitated though, he got his car door open, but his brain had caught up with him a little. Should they be doing this?

They were still kissing, and Bela had moved her lips to his neck, and Dean sighed. She wasn't stopping?

"Dean, either move this along into the damned car of yours before I make the smarter decision and change my mind." Bela warned. "And if that's the case, I will not be attempting this with you again, just so you know."

He grinned as she brought her lips back to his, and then he wrapped his arms around her small waist lowering her into the backseat of his car. It felt like forever, but it was only seconds before their clothes started coming off. Damn if this wasn't a way to go out! They continued until both lay naked in the seat, Dean resting on his arms on top of her, both staring into each others eyes. Both thought if anything ever happened between them, it'd be hot and angry, but right now were only two people who'd been to hell and back, who were pouring every emotion they felt that night into what they were doing. If it was anyone else, it might even be considered romantic. They fit perfectly together. Dean leaned down to kiss her neck, and Bela reached up to grib his arm, right on top of his handprint scar Castiel had left. He looked to Bela's arm as well, and rubbed his hand across her scar as well. It connected them, made them understand each other like no one else could. And with that, they continued holding on to each other, and were consumed by every ounce of passion and pain they felt. They didn't stop until they were both spent, they'd flipped around to where Bela was laying upon him, her head resting on his chest. Both fell asleep.

End chapter.

Okay, I suck at love scenes, I'm sorry...I know it seemed fast for them to hook up...but I couldn't help it. It seemed emotionally the right time for it. They'll obviously have to deal with it later once they survive...and it won't be that they are just 'together' after this night. They'll still have issues and try to act like nothing is going on between them, because I feel like that's how they'd react. Please review and let me know what you think.

THANKS!