Motel, Night.

The boys had finished up at the laundromat, and it was a little past midnight. They wanted to head right back to Chuck's, but decided the guy probably needed a break until morning.

Bela decided to get her own room, even though what she really wanted to do was to drive 5 miles down to the Hampton Inn, but she humored the Winchesters for one more night. She'd half been expecting Dean to stay with Sam...but the knock on her door at half past midnight suggested Dean decided to come over. She made her way over and opened up the door.

"Do you need something Winchester?" she asked, feigning annoyance.

He smirked, not deterred by her attitude. "Yes."

She sighed. "What would that be?"

"I'm a guy." he shrugged. "What do you think I need?" he teased.

"Oh wow Dean that was amazingly seductive." she said. "You know, I'm pretty sure I'm tired, and I think this is something you can take care of yourself." she said. Bela turned around and walked back to her bed and started organizing her things. He smiled at her. He just loved being a dick.

"Well that's great and all, but I was talking about you." he whispered suddenly, going from a jackass to Mr. smooth in just seconds. He walked up behind her and snaked his arms around her waist. Bela was a little tired of ignoring things with him. She turned around to face him. She decided playing hard to get would help him move faster.

"Dean I was just planning on going to bed."

"Bed was in my plans too." he said back.

She sidestepped him so that she could set her small suitcase on the desk. Bela then turned to face him.

"You can be so difficult." he told her. She smiled, but then suddenly she got serious.

"I just...all these years I thought it best to keep my emotions in check, to not feel anything, to not get attached. You're making that hard." she said honestly.

You don't think I know how hard attachments can be in this life? I get it, I do. I'm the guy that leaves every time, and usually without giving anyone my real name and definatley not a number. And maybe we go on with our lives after Lilith's dead and never see each other again...if that's what we want. But for right now...what's stopping us from living a little?"

He'd never went this hard after a woman before, atleast not by being honest like this.

She sighed. He was right of course. "Alright...I don't do relationships. And for the record, I will not fall for you. Just so we're clear. " she said...although she feared the second rule she stated wasn't the truth. She wasn't sure she could stop herself from falling for him. "No changes to who we are."

"So what, we're friends then?" he asked. Dean had stayed rooted next to her bed, and Bela walked back towards him slowly.

"That might be too strong a word...but I'll give us that I guess. Special friends?"

"I like the sound of that." he agreed. Sure, she was giving him ground rules. He was totally up for having a strictly sexual relationship with her...yet her saying she wouldn't fall for him, well Dean suddenly took that as a challenge. He was going to have to turn up the volume at some point...he wasn't sure why he even cared.

She grinned as she stepped in front of him. Dean started to say something else, but Bela stopped him by putting her index finger to his lips.

"Can you just be quiet, please." she said. For the first time since they started this whole thing she felt like herself. Well, the new version of herself, the one that actually gave a damn about someone besides herself, but still was witty and sarcastic and still loved nice things. The first time, they'd both been hesitant and soft, and now she needed more, they both did.

Dean grinned a little at seeing the playful side of her as she started playing with the hem of his t-shirt. He leaned in to kiss her for the second time that night, it was already more heated then earlier. He put his hands on top of hers helping her remove his shirt and then quickly rid her of her own. This right here was how it should have always been between them, every ounce of passion, anger, attraction, lust. They'd never ever admit it though, that they'd come to rely on each other so much. Dean didn't really understand what Castiel meant when he told him that Bela was here because Dean would need her, but right now the angel was right...Dean was pretty sure he needed her right now.

A moment later they pulled away to catch their breaths. Dean paused as he looked her up and down to finally take in her as a whole, standing before him in only her black underwear. God she was perfect...and he'd been around plenty of attractive women. He'd always thought of Bela as a good looking woman, but they had clashed so many times that he'd overlooked all that, until now. Now he had the chance to soak her in.

Bela felt a little self concious, but only for a second. She had always been pretty confident with herself, even after everything she'd went through as a kid. "Are you going to stand there or can we continue?" she asked, mock glare in place.

He laughed, which caused her to do the same. It was pretty hot actually, both of them still laughing as their lips met. It was Bela that shoved him backwards until his legs met the bed, and he pulled her down with him. And it didn't take long until every article of clothing left on them was shed as their hands and legs were tangled up in each other. They both battled it out for dominance. He'd flipped her onto her back and smiled down at her.

"Don't look so happy." She teased. "You haven't won." She wiggled free of his grasp and used his surprise to get back to being the one on top of him.

"You don't always have to be in control you know." He told her. Bela only smirked in response.

"That's what you think."

He thought about trying to flip them back around, but decided they'd have the control battle later. He let her stay there for a while, but used his right arm around her waist to pull her down to him as he placed his lips on hers, then on her jawline, and then down her neck to her chest. It couldn't have been more perfect between them. And after a few more minutes and somehow Dean maneuvering himself back to the top Bela gave herself over to him completely, and he did as well.

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2 hours and a couple of rounds later, they both layed on their backs, completely spent and satisfied. Bela wondered how they could fit together so perfectly. She looked over at him, and he had a smirk fully in place.

"What, see something you like?" he teased.

"You're far too confidant."

"Pretty sure I have every reason to be. You can't argue."

"Mmm no, I can't." she smiled. He had his arm arnd her shoulder, and he leaned over to place a soft kiss on her forehead.

She wondered how he did it...he was a lady's man, the time to come into town and make a woman swoon, and he'd leave them that night...yet how was it he could make it feel like this? Make her feel like she mattered, like it wasn't just sex.

"Maybe you should sleep a little." he told her. "After all, it seems we both do better at it together."

She nodded. She had been amazed with the lack of nightmares she had last night after she'd slept in his arms. Bela turned a little so she could lean her cheek against his chest. Dean used his other arm to pull her to him, and he threaded his fingers with her own as she brought her own leg over the top of his. They really did fit well together.

He waited until her breathing slowed and found her to be asleep before he removed a strand of her hair from her forehead. He wasn't sure what to make of all this, how it was that he could feel like this.

"Night." he whispered, before he too fell asleep.

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Bela woke up the next morning completely rested for the second night in a row...however, she wasn't expecting to wake up alone. Then again, wasn't that how her and Dean operated? It was typically what they did...a part of her just thought it'd be different now. Where was he anyways? She looked over to the clock. 11:00AM? How the hell was it almost noon? She'd slept that long, hell this case could be half over. She noticed the alarm had went off just 5 minutes earlier...and Bela wondered why on Earth her alarm was said that late.

As if someone had been reading her mind, her phone rang. She ambled out of bed and to her purse to grab it.

"Hello." she said, sleep still in her voice a bit.

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty."

"Dean...it's 11:00."

"Yep."

"I just woke up." she said, stating the obvious.

"Yep. Considering I'm the one who set your alarm I already knew that."

"Why?" She asked.

"Because you looked tired, I know for a fact you haven't slept more than like 3 hours a night lately, and Sam and I have it under control. You needed it."

She sighed. He wasn't wrong. That didn't mean he was off the hook.

"Oh so you two are off finishing a case and I came all the way here for nothing?"

"Nothing? Aw sweetheart that hurts after last night." Dean teased.

"You know what I meant." She wished her could see her glare.

"Look, we're at Chuck's. You haven't missed much...ok well you have but I'll catch you up, just drink your coffee and eat your bagel and then get over here."

"My coffee and bagel?" she asked, confused.

"Check the table."

She looked over to the table by the door. Yep, there was a coffee and sack sitting on it.

"I dropped it by a half hour ago...you'll probably need to heat up the coffee though."

"Right...um..."

"Your welcome." Dean said, smirking, not that she could see.

"I'll be right there." She told him, hanging up the phone.

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Bela strode into Chuck's house without knocking.

"Actually, we were just leaving." Dean said, he and Sam heading for the door. Sam continued on to the car.

"I'm sorry?" Bela asked.

"Short version, Lilith is coming for Sam...although Chuck seems to had a vision of her trying to seduce Sam. So, we get the hell out of this town until we know what to do."

"Lilith is coming here? Well...that's why my leads sent me here. You just want to leave?"

"For now, yeah. We're not ready to go up against her yet. And I'm certainly not into Sam and Lilith getting it on okay? Let's just go."

She nodded. "Fine."

Bela followed Dean out, and got into her car. They planned to leave the small town and meet up to discuss things. However, as much as they tried to get away from Chuck's visions, they couldn't. The bridge over the river was the only way out of town, and it was blocked off due to problems. They had to stay.

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Diner. A couple hours later.

The three of them sat at a table in the nearest diner. Dean was reading Chuck's latest script.

"I have an idea."

"Oh great." Bela said. Dean gave her a look, she just smiled.

"Dean?" Sam questioned.

"No look...this tells us exactly what leads to an encounter with Lilith. So all we have to do is the exact opposite, and maybe this won't come true."

"You're serious?" Bela asked.

"Yeah. See, since it says me and you..."Dean looked to Sam. "...get into a fight, we have to not fight. And you do research...so just don't do any research."

"Fine, but no cheeseburger for you." Sam retorted.

Dean pouted, but agreed. Bela laughed.

"Oh, and you need to order something."

"I'm not hungry." Bela said.

"Yes, but it says you don't order anything, so do it anyways."

Bela rolled her eyes. "Yeah whatever you say Dean."

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Well, none of it had been that easy unfortunately. The waitress gave Dean the wrong food, and forgot Bela's. After everything they tried to avoid seemed to keep happening anyways, Dean dropped Sam off at a different motel than what Chuck's script said, then preceded to take away Sam's phone and computer. Dean walked back out to his car, Bela with him. They'd decided to leave her car there.

A little later they arrived back at Chucks. Everything Chuck said would happen did. While getting some drinks and a few other things, two teens had broken the back window of the impala, Dean was fuming. Bela would've laughed if he hadn't been so darn angry.

Chuck's House

"Hey guys."

"Let me guess, you knew we'd be here."

Chuck nodded.

"This sucks." Dean said, angry. Bela watched as Dean's anger turned towards Chuck. "You know what, you need to tell us how the hell you're doing all this, how you know all this stuff. Stop lying.!" Dean said, grabbing Chuck's shirt and pushing the smaller guy up against the shelving.

"Dean..."Bela started.

"No, he knows more than he's telling us."

"No, I swear I don't okay...please don't yell at me."

They all froze suddenly though at another voice in the room.

"Dean! Release him, he's to be protected."

They all turned to find Castiel.

"Why is that?" Bela asked.

"Because...he's a prophet."

"I'm sorry?"

"A prophet, are you crazy? No way." Dean said. "Did you know about this?" he asked Chuck.

"Um...I saw it, yes. I didn't believe it."

"So this guy decides our fate?" Dean asked. He was still in shock...Bela was too really, she just contained herself better.

"No, he doesn't decide anything...he only sees it. He is a mouthpiece for the word of God." Castiel told them.

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Castiel picked up one of the books. "One day this will be known as the Winchester gospel."

Dean's eyes got bigger if possible, Chuck nearly spit out his drink. Bela finally couldn't contain herself and laughed, loudly. Chuck disappeared to get more alcohol.

"This is nuts...him? He's completely crazy." Dean said.

Castiel smiled. "You should've some of the others back in the day."

Bela shook her head. Was this really happening?

"So can we stop it?" she asked.

"Stop what?" Castiel replied.

"The whole Sam-Lilith connection about to take place." Dean said.

"No. What the prophet has written will come to pass."

Castiel then disappeared. Dean looked to Bela in a panic.

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Motel.

Dean noticed the letters of the motel had went out, now saying the same thing as in Chuck's vision.

"Great." Dean commented.

"Dean..."

"Don't. No pep talks will work now. Just stay here, I'm going to try to talk to Sam."

"Stay here? Yeah that's a brilliant idea." she said, rolling her eyes at him.

He nodded to the backseat. "There's salt, and holy water. Hell, I can put a damn devils trap around the car if you want."

"You think that's my problem? Dean, I had training as a hunter before I decided to become a thief, I can take care of myself. My problem is you think you have to go in there alone."

"I don't plan on killing Lilith, just getting to Sam first and trying to get us the hell out of town."

She sighed.

"You know what Cas said."

"Sure, but I still have to try." he replied, getting out of the car. "Seriously, just stay here. I need to talk to Sam."

She nodded, not all that thrilled but did as he asked.

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Bela noticed Dean marching out of Sam's room 5 minutes later...she'd imagined he was mad at Sam, and that if Lilith had been in there already he wouldn't just be waltzing out of there.

Dean got a drink, he was furious. Sam had refused to go, wanting to try to take out Lilith. Dean didn't agree. He was worried Sam would do it...he just didn't trust his baby brother right now. It was unfortunate, because he wanted to trust him...he just didn't.

"I"m not the praying type...but I really could use a little help right now. Please." Dean said.

Bela got out of the car, noticing Dean looked bloody miserable. She was about to walk towards him when she noticed Castiel show up. She decided to wait, to let them talk.

"Dean. Praying is a good thing, shows you have faith."

"Can you help me?"

"I don't know what I could do."

"Get Sam and us the hell out of here, now."

"Dean, I cannot interfere with a prophecy."

"The hell you can't. We're doing all of this for you, and so now I'm just asking for one favor in return."

"Dean, I can't, I am sorry. Truly."

"Screw you." Dean said, turning around. "I'm done with all of you."

"Dean listen, I cannot help, but you need to know why. Prophets are protected by archangels, so if prophets are threatened the archangels will come destroy that threat."

"Wait, so if a prophet is in the same room as a demon..."

Castiel smiled at him. He was good, Dean had to give him that.

"Then that demon would face heaven's most fearsome angel. Just so you understand me." Castiel said.

Dean smiled at him. "Thanks Cas."

The angel disappeared. Dean rushed to the car, throwing Bela the keys. He didn't want to leave Sam alone.

"Go get Chuck."

"Wha...I don't understand." she started.

"Don't ask, just go get him and bring him here, hurry."

She nodded, not even bothering to give Dean a hard time that he'd handed over his keys to her.

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Motel.

Bela arrived 15 minutes later. Dean rushed Chuck out of the car. Dean knew Lilith was in there somehow, they had to go now. Bela followed the two of them. They burst in to find Sam and Lilith fighting, the knife in Lilith's hand. Well...guess Chuck's vision didn't tell them everything. Lilith turned to face them, she was annoyed.

Dean pushed Chuck forward into the room a little. Bela got angry just seeing Lilith, a reminder of her deal and everything she'd been through.

"I'm the prophet, Chuck." Chuck stated.

"Are you kidding me?" Lilith cried out. She was about ready to attack the scared man.

"Nope, no joke sweetheart. Chuck here has an archangel riding on his shoulder. You got a few seconds before you turn to dust...you really wanna stick around?" Dean asked her.

Lilith glared daggers at the three of them. Sam looked surprised.

"This isn't over." she said.

Bela stepped up. "Well you're right about that. Personally I can't wait until I watch you die."

Lilith gave her a smirk. "Good luck with that." the demon said, and with one final look to Sam she smoked out of the body she was riding.

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Bela was packing up her stuff when Dean came into the room.

"You leaving?"

"Yeah. I'll call you if I get anything more on Lilth. It's hard, she was right here and we had no way of stopping her. I feel like it was some sort of missed opportunity." Bela said, sighing.

"Well I say we dodged a bullet. We wouldn't have survived it."

"Guess not."

Bela grabbed her suitcase and opened the door, Dean behind her as they walked out. Sam stood outside the impala waiting.

"Sam said he has new thoughts on Lilith...guess I'll fill you in later?"

She nodded, and set her suitcase in the trunk of her car. She then walked to the driver door.

"Alright, well you have fun with your brother, try not to kill each other before I see you next."

He laughed, but agreed. He was about to say goodbye, but decided against it. Instead he placed his hand under her chin and pulled her in for a brief kiss. Bela returned it. Dean could see Sam watching. Well it was certainly on now...no more pretending he and Bela weren't doing stuff. Oh well.

Dean then just walked away. Bela got into the car, surprised he'd just kissed her out in the open like that. She wasn't quite sure what to think.

Dean passed Sam and got into the driver seat of the Impala. Sam got in the car, staring at him.

"Shut it."

Sam laughed. "I didn't say anything."

"Your silence was very loud." Dean said.

Sam shook his head. "Right."

End Chapter.