Sort of takes place right after "Cris Angel is a Douchebag."

This is just a tiny little chapter for fun. Hope you like it and it isn't too cheesy.

Now:

It'd been a couple months since the thing with Anna happened. Dean and Sam had been on hunt after hunt. Sam was concerned about Dean, but had finally learned to just keep his mouth shut. He figured Dean was trying to make up for the things he did in hell or something.

Dean was running on empty. This last case didn't help matters, making the issues he and Sam had come to a head.

Dean was about to head to bed in the motel room, but he pulled out his phone. He'd given Bobby a call earlier, it'd been a while since they touched base on all this demon stuff. He'd heard from Bela once, via voicemail. She was still working on all the seals. He decided he should probably call her back since it'd been almost 2 weeks. He found her contact number and hit call.

It rang for what seemed like forever when she finally answered.

"Hello." She answered, brief. She seemed distracted, and didn't even realize it waas Dean.

"Hey. Just thought I'd check in."

"Dean. Yeah...that was weeks ago." she said, rushed. He heard a loud sound like something falling, and then swore he heard some sort of music in the background, but he couldn't make out what kind.

"Okay, what exactly is going on? Please don't tell me you're getting yourself in trouble."

"What? No, everythings well...that was me, I knocked a candle off. Hang on."

"Huh? Ok, now I'm curious. Where are you?"

"Home."

"As in Queens?"

"Yes Dean, this is where I live."

"Ookay."

"Look, I didn't find anything, thought I'd check in to see how you boys were doing on the whole Lilith front. However I've decided I need a break and came home for a little rest of sorts."

He laughed.

"Right."

"You sound exhausted." she commented.

"Nah, I'm good."

"For some reason your lying skills have declined. You're not good."

"Whatever, seriously I'm fine. Lot's of hunts, short period of time."

"Where's your brother?"

"Getting air."

She sighed. Dean then heard another wierd noise.

"Okay woman, what is going on? I can just call back later."

"Mmm that'd be great."

Dean's face changed. Okay was she like 'busy, as in had company?' He thought. Why did she even answer?

"Right, I'll just let you get back to your, uh...whatever it is you're doing...or who...or..." Dean stumbled out.

Bela laughed then, loudly.

"Oh please you think I'd answer the phone if I was..." She laughed again. "No. Bubble bath Dean, and a glass of wine...and some novel that actually seems like a good read. I'm still a woman."

He laughed. Until his brain was filled with images of her being wet, and naked...crap. Why'd she have to tell him? He'd done so good at not thinking about their previous encounter.

"Winchester your mind better be on work." she warned, but it had a teasing tone to it. She just couldn't help it.

"What? Yeah yeah it is...but you said you didn't have any new info so I'll just go, I need sleep anyways."

"Right. Well goodnight Dean." she said, smiling.

"Yeah. Have fun with your girly shit." he said.

He couldn't see her, but she rolled her eyes anyways. She then hung up, sinking further down into the large garden tub in her bathroom. She'd needed the little R&R, and the chance to sleep in her own bed with nice sheets.

End Chapter.

Just a short fluffly little piece, but wanted to explain that'd its been a couple months since the last chapter and what they'd all been up to.