Chapter 11

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Bella notices her brother checking out the waitress. A mischievous grin comes about her face. She just wasn't quite done getting him back.

"D…" She says leaning over the table as the waitress pours his coffee.

"Don't you think she looks like that girl?"

He narrows his eyes.

"What girl Bells?"

"That girl from your magazine… you know Ms. October."

The waitress looks over at Bella and smiles.

"What magazine sweetie?"

Bella shrugs.

"She was naked." She whispers to the waitress.

Dean's entire face is red and he kicks at Bella's feet under the table. The waitress turns back to Dean.

"Please do not tell me you're letting this little girl see such things."

Dean shakes his head looking to Bella. Bella bites her lower lip. She tugs at the waitress's apron.

"Do you think mine will get that big?"

Dean rolls his eyes trying to ignore it now. He sips at his coffee wanting to hide under a rock. Bella grabs the waitresses hand and places them amongst her own breast. Dean starts choking on his coffee.

"Yeah I'll never get that big." Bella pretends to pout.

Dean tries to catch his breath and hits his fist amongst his chest.

"Bells." He grumbles shaking his head.

Bella laughs and drops the waitress's hand.

"Thank you! I got him where I want him now."

The waitress's jaw drops and she giggles.

"No tip needed. That was the funniest thing I'd ever saw."

The waitress walks off and Dean rolls his eyes.

"Pay back's a bitch." He warns.

"Isn't she?" Bella says leaning back.

"You're something else you know that?" He growls.

"Oh look their pancakes are all you can eat." Bella says pointing to the menu.

"Bella…" Dean hisses.

"I think I'm going to get that."

He sighs shaking his head.

"I've created a monster."

Bella grins into her menu.

"No D. We kill monsters."

"Precisely." He hints.

"So where we going now?"

"Utah"

"What's in Utah?"

"The coast."

"Ass."

"Brat."

Bella rises and heads to the bathroom. Once she comes back their food is already on the table. She smiles as she takes her seat. She puts some syrup on her pancakes and takes a bite. Her eyes widen and she spits into her napkin. She covers her mouth and starts fanning it.

"You ok there Bells?"

"What was that!" Her mouth was on fire. Bella raises up one of her pancakes looking under the stack.

Dean slams down a bottle of tabasco sauce next to her orange juice.

"Something wrong?"

"JERK!"

She takes a drink of her orange juice to get rid of the taste. Bella spits it out and looks to her brother. He smiles and holds up a bottle of vinegar.

"Right back at ya sis."

She growls out and grabs his coffee sipping from it to get the taste out.

"I so hate you right now."

"Aw love you too Bells."

"D?"

Dean looks up hearing her serious tone.

"Think dad's coming back?"

Dean closes his eyes for a moment shaking it off.

"Yes Bells he'll catch up to us soon."

She leans back in her chair looking unconvinced. Even through all this she still thought of the bastard, Dean thinks to himself. He doesn't even deserve her thoughts. Dean waves over the waitress as he has her bring her a fresh batch of pancakes and new orange juice.

Six months later…

"Come on Bells! Shoot the son of a bitch!"

"I am you ass shut up!" She fires again.

Dean gets up shaking it off.

"D!"

"Keep your head straight kid you know what to do!" He looks to her sternly reminding her of John.

"I'm sorry D I…"

"BELLS!" Dean yells as the demon slams her against the wall.

"NO!" The black cloud starts to escape the host.

Just a few more inches was all they needed. Damn it he showed her where it was. She miscalculated. Dean reaches for his pistol but can't quite grab it. The door's busted down and the demon is smashed into.

"Dad?" Bella says as John picks her up carrying her out of the house.

He sits her down looking her over.

"You know what to do." John yells back at Dean. Dean realizes John knocked the demon right where they needed him.

"Bet you feel pretty tough now don't ya bitch?!" Dean snaps looking to the tall dark haired man with black eyes.

The demon looks around realizing it's trapped. Dean winks upon it as he finishes the job.

"Jesus kid." John says looking upon Bella's black eye.

"I'm fine dad."

John sighs wrapping his arms around her. He cuts a look back at Dean.

"Cutting rather close aren't you!"

Dean rolls his eyes.

"Do you even realize what nearly happened Dean?! If that thing would have gotten ahold of her!"

Dean flinches like he got socked.

"Dad!" Bella scolds.

Dean makes his way over looking at his sister's face.

"I'm sorry D. I thought I was right on it!"

"It's ok Bells. I'm just glad you're ok."

"No thanks to you." John reminds and picks Bella back up taking her to the truck.

"Nice to see you again too John." Dean mutters sarcastically.

He knew John was right, if that demon had taken over his sister as a host… He grimaces in thought.

"Stop it." Bella says looking John in the eyes.

She hops back down from the truck.

"You can't just show up after a few months and act like you fucking care."

John looks to Dean.

"I take it you taught her that?!"

"Why are you even here dad?" Bella asks bitterly.

John takes a step back like he'd been hit. Dean himself was curious as to his answer.

"You best be glad I'm here kid. Do you know what choices Dean would have been left with? That thing was about to take you over!"

Bella looks to the ground.

"It was my fault not D's. He told me what to do I just didn't…"

This hit Dean like a tidal wave. He looked to his father and thought about that night, the night with the yellow eyed demon. How he too had screwed up. Dean sighs and takes his sister's arm.

"Hey… we all make mistakes. I do… Even John."

Bella nods but winces grabbing at her side. Dean narrows his eyes lifting her shirt slightly.

"Pretty good gash there."

"Look you two can be mad at me all you want. For now though we need to get her to a hotel and cleaned up. That might even require some stitches."
"Stitches?!" Bella says horrified.

Dean chuckles softly.

"Awww Bells your first real battle wound."

"Ass."

"Get in the truck Bells." John demands.

Bella rolls her eyes but gets in the Impala instead. John sighs and looks upon Dean. Dean shrugs and walks towards the car.

"Ew Bells don't pick at it." He says as he shuts the door.

"It's kinda gross." She says poking at it.

"Good way to get it infected too. Knock it off. He smacks her hand away from her waist."

She sighs and cuts on the radio. Dean looks over at her and turns the radio back off.

"Now's a good time to get it off your chest." He hints looking to his father's truck ahead.

She shrugs.

"Nothing to say." She cuts the radio back on and leans back closing her eyes.

Bella mouths the words to Bohemian Rhapsody. Dean sighs but ends up joining her as he rolls down the windows.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

They chorus as they pull into the hotel parking lot. They watch as John makes his way out of the truck and enters the hotel office. Once he comes out he motions for them to follow.

Bella had already had her share of cases. In the span of a little over 6 months they had done at least 52 cases. Some minor than others some she honestly wondered how they ever survived. Dean was full of pride when it came to Bella. They'd saved each other's asses more than he could count. He knew he'd have died more than a handful of times if she hadn't been there. She was a tough girl. However just as any kid in her situation she did have her break down moments. This was to be expected.

One case in particular he remembered involved some elementary children. Bella couldn't handle it. Dean had to take her back to the hotel and finish the case himself. Not that he could blame her. He had a hard time with it as it was. Bella had her moments of high-pitched terror and tears. But Dean walked her through it he even pushed her through the nightmares that kept her up at night. This just comes with it. The nightmares never seize. Dean awoke with night sweats and a racing heart plenty of times. Even some nights where he'd take out his knife or gun and search the room the nightmares felt so real.

Dean also felt it was important for Bella to keep what childhood and sanity she had left. Once a week he'd take her to a carnival in town or some sort of attraction, he'd take her to movies, shopping, to pet stores even took her to the circus; one which ended up being another unexpected case. Both never quite felt the same about clowns again. Dean taught her to laugh right in dangers face. He taught her that laughter was indeed the best medicine and that in every given situation no matter what it is not to lose yourself. Not to let this lifestyle defeat you but for it to make you stronger, quicker, more knowledgeable and for every loss to take it as a lesson for a future became a damn good shot even better with a knife. She was quick to on her toes even quicker in the mouth. The girl could fight and not any girlie fight with hair pulling and clawing. No… Dean had seen his sister literally knock a guy out with just her fist alone. He treated her to ice cream and a movie of her choice that day.

Dean thought about all these latest events as they stepped out of that Impala. John awaited them in the hotel room. To Dean's surprise John gave them both a big hug as they came in the door. He could see it in his sister's eyes though. John had already burned her far too many times. Leaving her once was bad enough, twice a huge mistake. He'd killed Bella's trust and part of her love. John just had a different way of thinking, his head always in the hunt. He thought Bella would learn faster if he weren't around. He noticed Dean had a certain way with Bella that he had not. He felt he was holding Bella back sticking around. Part of that was true… However without realizing it, he'd robbed her. Instead of getting to know her and sticking it out, learning to do ways differently he walked away. He gave the reins to someone else. Just like always. She was hurt and it was a wound that stitches wouldn't heal.

Much to Dean and Bella's surprise John stuck around this time. For 5 years the three of them worked together. They'd grown closer as the years progressed. However some wounds were never quite mended and John Winchester was still John Winchester.