Chapter 13
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Bella was exhausted her body hurt from head to toe as she entered the hotel room. She tossed her keys about the table. Then she took off her jacket and flung it against a chair. Dean was on a case a couple states over. They still did a few cases together but occasionally they needed a break. She'd planned to call her brother tomorrow and see how things were going. Bella sits upon one of the chairs. She takes her gun from her pocket and places it on the table. Before long she's fallen asleep without even realizing it.
That night she dreamed of something but she couldn't quite remember what. All she remembered was the distinct sound of rustling feathers. At one point her body even felt as though it was floating. She awakes to the sound of her cell phone ringing. Bella blinks her eyes a few times. She didn't remember getting into bed. She looks around the room as she answers her phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey kiddo."
"Hey Bobby."
She rises seeing how the sheets are perfectly tucked around her. Tiredly she rubs her eyes. She turns back to the table trying to think.
"How you holdin up?"
"Same ole same ole."
Bella rises from the bed running her fingers through her hair.
"Look kid I hate to do this to you but I haven't heard from your father in quite some time now. Last I heard he was going to Italy for some case, something that was involving some religious artifacts."
"When dad doesn't want to be found…" She hints.
"Yeah well it's been almost a year now."
Bella shrugs to herself rolling her eyes.
"Yeah well that's dad."
Bobby sighs.
"You maybe right kid but I thought maybe you and Dean should head on out there and try to see what you can find out."
"To Italy?"
"That's where John went last."
"You do realize that's a needle in a haystack?"
"Yes I do but I also know you." Bobby hints.
"If anyone can find John it's you."
"Bobby…" She says hesitant.
"You know how D hates to fly."
"Just give him some horse tranquilizers he'll be fine."
Bella laughs at this.
"Sure I'll do just that."
They're both silent for a moment.
"I'll see what I can do Bobby. I'm not sure how I'll convince D but I'll give it a whirl, always wanted to see Italy anyway."
"Well now's your chance."
Bella grins.
"Ok Bobby I'll talk to you later."
"Take care idjit."
She glances around the room once more. Bella starts her a shower and thinks about how to convince her brother to fly overseas. Once she's done she dries off and gets dressed. She put on her blue jeans, black laced leather boots, white under tank with a layered black tank over it. Bella grabs her jacket placing it on. She looks to the bed once more before she leaves. It was perfectly folded at the top a good inch or so and it was tucked in only to the left. She wondered how in the world she managed that. She shakes her head on this and grabs her bags. Once Bella locks up the hotel room she tosses her bags in the back of her red Chevy truck. Before she leaves she makes her way to the office first returning the key cards.
Instead of calling her brother she decided to do this in person. It was going to be a hard sell as it was. Dean didn't even want to discuss their father as it was. To add what Bobby request to the subject she knew she was going to have her hands full. She stops at a diner to grab some breakfast before heading out on the long road ahead. She welcomed herself to a booth and awaited a waitress.
"Hey there what can I get you today?"
"Cup of coffee, orange juice and I'll take your pancakes special."
"Sounds good."
Bella nods as the waitress walks away. She looks out the window once her coffee is brought. Her head was slightly pounding and she felt like she was coming down with a cold or something. She half groans sinking down in her seat.
"What's a beautiful gal like you got to be down about?"
She turns to see this cowboy eyeing her at the table next to her. He winks and tips his hat. She smiles but turns back around.
"Mind if I join you?"
She closes her eyes for a moment before turning back to the man. He wasn't bad looking but she also just wasn't all that into cowboys. But then again Bella still wasn't sure what she was into. Bella was constantly hit on but none of them ever quite appealed to her. Part of her wondered if she was simply dead when it came to that aspect of her life. Her brother however had a different take in that department. She often referred to him as a man whore. Though Dean always respected the women when he was with them, he just never let himself get too serious. So he focused mainly on one night stands mainly women that already knew what to expect.
"Not so sure how my fiancé would feel about that." She says with a smile.
He sighs as if disappointed.
"All the good ones." He mumbles.
If only he knew… she wanted to laugh at his comment. All the good ones… If he knew what she did for a living he'd be running for the hills. Hell if he knew what she was packing he wouldn't even want another glance her way. She'd saved lives of men like this. Sure they're macho during times like this. But she'd seen men like him literally piss themselves and turn into complete cowards when faced with any real danger. One man even once offered his own wife up to a demon just to save his own sorry ass. Bella remembers clocking the living shit out of him for the wife's sake. It wasn't long after that the wife left him she ended up with the sheriff later on. Bella smiles to herself in thought. The waitress brings her food over and Bella devours her food not realizing just how hungry she truly was. The case took her well over 14 hours yesterday. There are some though that take weeks even to solve. Her body still ached and visions of last night replayed in her head.
Her hand shook a bit as she held her fork. She thought of the hell hounds dragging that poor girl away. Bella did everything she could but there was just no saving this one. She told her not to step out of the circle. However when she turned around she had stepped out trying to get to her 10 yr old son. Now that boy was without a mother and a husband was without his wife. Bella dropped her fork and took in a deep breath. There was nothing else she could do. There's no bringing them back once they're gone. The heat flushed upon her face. Her heart raced and she quickly rose making her way to the bathroom. She promptly threw up in the toilet and went to the sink to wash her face. She roughly scrubbed at her face trying desperately to make the visions go away. But the screams were still there, the blood, the look on that boys face when he witnessed his mother being dragged to hell.
Bella's fists balled up. She glanced upon herself in the mirror and fixed her hair somewhat. She walked back out threw some money on the table and left. Once she got in her truck she popped a piece of peppermint gum in her mouth. She hit the switch to her radio. Sweet Child Of Mine by Guns and Roses blared as she peeled out of the parking lot.
"Hmmm…"
"Dean that tickles."
"Is that so?"
The pretty little blonde he'd picked up last night at the bar squirmed in his arms. She rolls over as he kisses along her neck.
"Who's that?" She points to a picture on his nightstand.
He narrows his eyes looking over.
"My sister." He says and places the picture down face first.
"Don't like your sister?"
"I happen to love my sister just don't want to think about her at this very moment." He cocks a brow pressing himself against this girl's ass.
"So what are you thinking about?"
He grins.
"This…" He grunts placing himself inside her.
She moans out with a smile. Dean kisses her lips working himself about her. His hands ran along the petite figured woman, her breast just the right size for him he thought as he sucked upon them.
Suddenly they hear a thud at the door. Dean rolls his eyes continuing about his business. They bang again more soundly.
"Go away!" He growls.
"Rebecca I know you're in there!"
"SHIT!" The girl shoves Dean off her and stumbles out of the bed.
Dean rear back at this.
"Who's that?" Dean says pointing to his door.
"My husband."
"YOUR WHAT?!" Dean looks towards the door then back to the women.
"You're married?!"
She shrugs and hurriedly gets dressed. She tosses Dean his pants. Dean's eyes widen as he jumps into his pants.
"You got 5 seconds you little shit!"
"How the hell does he know where you are?"
"He must've saw my car."
"Jesus Christ!" Dean says as he hears a gun fire and his door is busted in.
"FUCK!" Dean yells as the man fires directly at him.
Dean does a tuck and roll move towards his gun. He grabs it and aims.
"Get the hell outta here both ya!"
Dean takes a warning shot at the guys boot.
The tall overweight man with a brawny beard yanks Rebecca over towards him. He shoves her about the hall. Dean closes his eyes catching his breath and trying not to have a heart attack. He hears another sound at the door and he quickly opens his eyes aiming his gun. She smiles against the doorway her arms crossed looking in.
"Like what you've done with the place D!"
He breaks into a grin and puts his gun away.
"Bells…" He rises up and hugs his sister as she enters the room.
"Case?" She questions looking around kicking the debris about with her boot.
"Eh…" He rubs the back of his neck.
Bella wrinkles her nose picking up a bra by the arm strand.
"Jesus D! Really?"
He clears his throat.
"Let me guess … Boyfriend?"
"Worse…"
"D!"
He laughs and starts packing up.
"Yeah we might wanna head on out sis."
She rolls her eyes and grabs one of his bags.
"I swear D…"
"Yeah, yeah…" He stops at the elevator. He cups his sister's chin.
"Heck of a shiner you got there."
She nods as they step into the elevator. That unnerving feeling hits her again as she thinks about last night.
"You ok Bells?"
"Yep."
He glances upon her as she stares straight ahead. He watches as she steps out of the elevator first.
"Must've been some case." He says noticing how she's walking with a slight limp.
"Yep."
She helps him get his things in the car.
"Wanna meet somewhere and grab a bite?"
"I'll just follow you."
He nods and hops into the car. Bella smiles as he blares his Kansas eight track to Carry On My Wayward Son. She gets in her truck and Life In the Fast Lane is playing by the Eagles. She follows her brother out to a small café on the outskirts of town. She wrinkles her nose a bit not so sure how she liked Washington.
They both park and Dean gets out twirling his keys around his finger.
"So whaddya think?"
"About?"
"The town?" He says with a smile.
She shrugs.
"Kinda blah."
He has a good laugh at this.
"That's funny considering this is where you lived."
"What?"
He nods and opens the door for her.
"Yep dad and I picked you up in this small town."
"Forks?"
She looks out the windows taking it in.
"What were my parents thinking?"
Dean shrugs.
"So what were you here for?"
He sighs leaning back.
"Some story about giant wolves or some bullshit like that. Pretty lame actually found nothing, just a bunch of Quileute trying to live their lives. Cool group of guys actually."
"Huh…"
"One of them seemed really taken by ya."
"Me?"
"I showed them your picture. I think his name was Jacob or something."
She shrugs.
"Doesn't ring a bell."
"You were just a baby practically. I doubt you'd know anyone here now."
Bella nods leaning back. The waitress makes her way over and asks what they want to drink. Dean orders a soda but notices his sister didn't even hear her.
"Hey Bells…" He tosses a ketchup packet at her.
He motions towards the waitress.
"Sorry… I'll just take tea."
The waitress nods.
"You sure you're ok in there?"
"Yeah D I'm fine, just a long night."
"So what went wrong?"
Bella turns towards her brother.
"You just got that look. I know it. The look that says you're questioning your every move now."
She sighs.
"I lost one."
Dean nods.
"It happens."
Bella shakes her head.
"She left a child and husband behind."
Dean winces.
"Yeah…" Bella says seeing his face.
"I'm sorry Bells."
"Me too."
The waitress brings their drinks and they order their food.
"Knock it off Mike!"
"Come on Jessica."
Dean and Bella turn towards a couple at another seat. This blonde haired guy's face is red. Dean chuckles to himself.
"Looks like someone got caught checking you out."
"Ugh." Bella sinks down in her seat.
"Why don't you just go hump her already?" Dean almost spits out his drink hearing this Jessica girl hiss.
Bella rolls her eyes and buries her face in a menu even though she's already ordered her food.
"Might as well it's not like you're putting out anytime soon."
Dean continues to laugh at this.
"Shut it." Bella mumbles.
"So to what do I owe the surprise visit?"
Bella brings the menu back down.
"Bobby called."
"Oh?"
Bella nods.
""What'd he want?"
"He thinks something's happened to dad."
Dean rolls his eyes.
"He actually knows John right?"
"That's what I was trying to explain to him."
"So what does he want?"
"He wants us to hunt dad down."
"Hunt John? Hell we'd have an easier time taking on a slew of demons."
"I agree."
"He doesn't wanna be found and personally I don't care about having him around."
Bella sighs.
"He hasn't been in contact with anyone in over a year D."
"His choice." Dean says with a shrug.
"Also what I said."
"So why are we even discussing this?"
"Bobby insists something's wrong. He wants us to go to Italy."
"Italy?" Dean rears back.
"That's where dad was working last. He was doing something that had to do with religious artifacts."
Dean rubs his face irritated.
"I'm not going to Italy."
"I figured that much." Bella says picking at her salad.
"There's only one way to get to Italy and there's no way in hell!"
"Yep. I know."
"So there we're not going besides John's just fine."
Bella sighs.
"I'm going D."
Dean grits his teeth and closes his eyes.
"You're kidding."
"No I'm not D. Besides it gives me a reason to go to Italy."
"To follow our father on a wild goose hunt?"
"Come on D we kinda need to know if he's ok."
"The hell with him! Jesus Christ Bells. Think he'd come all this way for your ass?!"
She winces. Dean sighs.
"Look I'm sorry I'm just being honest. This is John we're talking about! Why do you even give a shit?"
"He's still our dad D."
"That man is no more a father than you're lesbian."
She looks to her brother dead pan as he drinks his soda.
"I am lesbian D."
He smiles at first but Bella doesn't crack.
"Jesus D I thought you know that!" She pretends to be pissed.
"Um huh?" Dean gulps staring upon her.
"Oh come on D you're so gullible."
He takes in a breath.
"Hell how would I know I've never seen you with a guy!"
"But you've seen me with a chick?!"
He laughs turning towards this Mike guy who overheard Bella. Bella exasperated turns towards him as well.
"Oh come on! Eat your damn food and treat your girl with some god damn respect."
Dean's eyes widen at his sister.
"JESUS!"
"What? He was pissing me off." She rises from the table.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"Not hungry." Bella throws down a tip.
Dean grabs her wrist as she goes to walk away.
"Just sit down will ya. Let me finish my damn food."
Bella smiles.
"Is that a yes?"
He grumbles incoherently.
"I never said that."
Bella makes her pouty face the way she used to when they were children.
"I'm not falling for that so knock it off."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
They see the rest of the café eyeing them.
"WHAT?!" They both chorus staring back at everyone else.
Once they realize what they did they turn to one another laughing.
"Damn it Bells." He pinches the bridge of his nose.
Bella grins knowing she's got him where she wants him.
"I'll wait outside." She practically skips out of the café.
Dean slams his fist on the table, causing the couple to jump next to them. Dean finishes his food and meets his sister outside.
"Look if I'm doing this we're doing it my way!" He demands.
"Which means we're taking my car! I drive! And you're paying for the tab I'll be creating on that plane because I sure as hell am not flying sober!"
Bella takes her hand and spits on it. Dean cocks a brow at this.
"That's like really gross." He says as she offers her hand for him to shake.
"Isn't it?" She says and wipes it on his jacket.
He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath. Bella gets in her truck.
"Follow me I know where we can park your truck for now."
She follows him to an abandoned white house.
"What's this?"
"The place you grew up."
She swallows back eyeing the house.
"That's where it all took place?"
Dean nods.
Bella walks over to the windows and looks inside.
"There's still furniture in there."
"John never had the heart to have anything done with it. Left it as it was and with the history no one would want to live in it anyhow."
She runs her fingers along the window pane.
"I don't even remember what they look like anymore. What their voices were like…" She says in thought.
Dean takes out his wallet. He digs through it and takes out a photo. He hands it to her.
"This was your mom and dad. That's you as a little squirt. Of course you're still a squirt."
Bella runs a finger along the photo. She steps towards the porch and looks around. She jams the door open. Dean grabs her arm before she enters.
"Are you certain you wanna do this?"
She nods and enters. Dean sighs not liking this not even a little. Bella looks around the house only a few things seemed familiar but it was like this huge hole in her life. She wasn't sure what to think or how to feel. Dean looks towards the playpen that night flashing in his mind. How she clung to him how frightened she was.
Bella does a complete walk through nothing ringing a bell. Her hand glides along the playpen that's facing the kitchen.
(Shots fired)
Kill the bitch too!
What about the baby?
Bella gasps shaking her head.
"Whoa what was that?" Dean says grabbing hold of her.
"I'm not sure. Some sort of repressed memory maybe?" She questions feeling ill the room was heavy.
She quickly makes her way out.
"Whaddya see Bells?"
"I'm not sure."
He notices the pale expression on her face. Bella bows over once she's out of the house.
"Bella?"
She waves him off trying to gather herself. The flashes hit yet again from last night.
"MOM! NOOOOOOO! Mom! Please Ms! Do something!"
Bella stumbles back a bit.
"Rebecca!"
Bella chased after the hellhounds firing away. She watched as they were ripping the poor woman apart as they dragged off with her. Rebecca was reaching out to her.
"Hey now…" She feels her brother's hand along her back.
She turns towards Dean and falls apart.
"I couldn't save her Dean. I couldn't I tried! Those bastards ripped her apart! They watched her get dragged away and ripped apart!"
Dean flinches at this and wraps his arms around her. He lets her cry it out.
"Dean's got ya…" He whispers.
"I failed that family. I didn't pay enough attention. I…"
"You're human Bells. You can't expect to always win."
He leads her back to the car and opens the door for her.
"Let's get outta here."
He shuts the door and takes one last look at the house before peeling out. Bella dials Bobby and lets him know their heading to Italy.
"How'd you do it kid?" She smirks towards Dean.
"I've my ways."
Bobby laughs.
"Ok well you two idjits let me know…" He hints.
"OK Bobby."
"Be safe Bella."
Dean walks into the airport already looking green. They get their tickets and find the section they need to be in.
"Come on D you'll be fine. Statistically speaking it's safer to travel this way."
"Yeah well you weren't on the last plane I was on."
"It's ok D I'll protect you." She says tricking her way through security.
Dean's eyes widen on how quickly she managed that. She grins and takes her bags. Dean however had to use a different approach and wave one of his little badges around. He catches up to his sister.
"How the hell did you do that?"
"Gotta be quick and learn to distract them with something else."
"Damn…"
Once they get in line to board Dean stands behind his sister. He becomes fidgety. It's their turn to board the plane and Dean freezes. The woman tries to take his ticket but he's squeezing it tightly.
"D!" Bella scolds.
He shakes his head like a frightful child.
"I swear D come on you pansy!" She yanks the ticket out of his hand and hands it to the woman.
She looks to them both oddly as Bella drags Dean into the plane.
"I thought I was the girl last time I checked." She continues to scold as she forces Dean into his seat.
Dean ignores her looking around.
"We need to be over there." He points to the seat with the safety exit.
"Why D? So you can freak everyone the hell out when you have a meltdown and try to jump off a perfectly good plane?"
"Ha, ha funny."
"Not really!"
"I'm serious Bells I mean what if there was a bomb?"
Bella's eyes widen as a family passes by taking their seats. She slugs her brother's arm.
"You don't ever say that word on a plane you idiot."
"What word?"
Bella rolls her eyes.
"Shut up D!"
Dean starts this trembling leg thing and it escalates to his hands. The entire seat shakes making Bella's shake as well. Bella grits her teeth and digs through her purse.
"Here!" She snaps.
"What are these?"
"Just take them!"
"Why would I take something I have no clue about?"
Bella sighs and turns her head.
"Oh my God D is that Clint Eastwood?"
"WHER" His eyes widen as Bella smiles with her hand clasped against his mouth.
"Swallow." She demands like a mother hen.
"Do it D!"
He shakes his head.
"D! They'll help you relax."
He rolls his eyes but swallows.
"I can't believe my own sister just drugged me."
"It's either that or I physically knock you out. Which would have you preferred?"
"You suck!"
"You're such a baby."
"Am not."
"Listen to you D! Am not? Who says that? I mean that's over the age of 12?"
Dean's eyes start to bat somewhat.
"Something wrong?" She grins.
"Damn that's some strong shit what is it?"
"Valium."
"What?!" He hisses.
"Hey Bobby wanted to give you horse tranquilizers. I figured my way was a bit more effective. I mean this way you don't flat line."
"You're evil."
"Goodnight D." She pats his shoulder as his eyes close.
"So this is Rome?" Dean says looking around as they step out of the cab.
Meanwhile Bella's in awe.
"Isn't this amazing D?"
He shrugs picking at teeth. She yanks him by the arm pointing out certain buildings and talking about their structures.
"You truly are a nerd."
She narrows her eyes and dead legs him.
"You just don't appreciate true beauty when you see it!" She hisses and starts walking off.
Dean smiles and winks at a nearby Italian girl.
"I beg to differ." He says giving her the smolder.
The girl giggles as she passes by.
"So you really think John would have been around the Vatican?" He questions once he catches up to her.
"Think about it D. He was in search of religious artifacts. If nothing else someone was bound to have seen him."
"Sure in a city of tourist… Why not John just has that outstanding personality doesn't he?"
Bella rolls her eyes.
"Let's just focus on getting hotels for now."
"I'm hungry."
"You're always hungry."
Dean tosses their things down.
"I've never seen hotels with two separate bedrooms."
"That's because it's not a hotel not really it's a suite."
"Well whatever it was sure was fucking expensive."
"It's Rome D of course it is."
"You really think we'll be here for that long?"
Bella smiles.
"Doesn't hurt to do some sightseeing along the way."
"That was not the agreement Bells."
"There never was an actual agreement D!"
He goes to argue. He narrows his eyes a bit and closes his mouth.
"Damn it." He mutters.
"Besides why are you complaining I paid your way."
"Yeah I noticed that… So how is Miranda Gatsby these days?"
Bella grins.
"I learned from the best."
Dean nods in pride.
"You sure did."
Dean continues to look around the room.
"These ceilings are massive…" He says walking in a spinning like circle.
"Easy you'll make yourself dizzy."
Neither Bella or Dean had ever been in a place this extravagant they both looked around as if afraid to get to comfy. Bella clears her throat finally managing to sit upon the black leather sofa.
"This place is insane." He points to the patio.
"Yep I'm in one of the most romantic places on earth… It's just too bad I'm here with my neurotic brother."
"Oh come on sis we both know the closest thing you have to action is where you pack your gun."
"How do you know I haven't been having flings of my own!"
Dean cocks a brow.
"This is turning out to be a very disturbing conversation."
"Why cause you can't fathom the idea of your sister getting laid?"
He grimaces at this and covers his ears.
"I might just have my own little black book." She continues to taunt.
"I'm not hearing this." Dean says clearing his throat.
"That's right D I lost my virginity to a biker back in Tomaha. You remember that case right?"
"South Dakota? Really? The campgrounds with Big G and Tommy?"
Bella grins.
"The only biker I remember is…" Dean makes a face then breaks out into laughter.
Bella laughs as well.
"Right…"
"The one legged shifter? That still somehow managed to ride his motorcycle just fine."
"Well apparently that's not all he did right…"
"You're so sick."
Bella laughs again.
"Should have seen your face, totally worth it."
"I wasn't sure who to feel sorrier for me or you." Dean admits thinking back to that case.
"I still remember dad's face when he smacked your ass."
"Yeah I thought dad was going to take his other leg."
"Hell I almost did."
"Think I'm gonna hit the hay here soon D. Jet lag…"
He nods.
"Me too. We'll start our search tomorrow."
Bella tried to reach her father once more on his cell but still no answer.
"Hey dad… If you get this." She sighs.
"I hope you're ok. We're here in Italy. D actually flew can you believe that?" She closes her eyes and hung up the phone.
She sits it down just staring at it. She lay on the bed looking upon the red and vanilla striped curtains that matched the bed. However she turns her head and sees the angel figurine at her bedside. She hops off the bed eyeing it. Bella takes off her jacket and throws it over the angel covering it up. She then carries it off into another room.
"What's that?" Dean says brushing his teeth.
"Nothing…" She says but tucks it into a pillow on the couch.
She makes her way back to her room. Curiously Dean raises the table and shakes his head. He picks the angel up looking upon it.
"No offense little guy." He pets it as though it were a puppy and places it on the mantle.
Once again Bella heard the feathery sound as she closed her eyes. At one point it became so strong she arose and cut her lamp on looking about the room. She took in a breath and cut the light back off. She covered her head with a pillow and shut her eyes.
"Wakey, wakey!" She jumps up hearing Dean at her door.
"Ugh D! Go away!"
He laughs. She rolls over mumbling into her pillow. She sits up and runs her fingers along the seams of the blankets. Yet again they were folded the bed tucked in at the left side. She swallows back nervously.
"Um D?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you come into my room last night?"
"Um no why would I?"
"Right…" She whispers and scoots out of the bed.
She backs up looking around. Bella screams and Dean runs into the room.
"What?!"
She shakes her head backing away from it.
"It touched my fucking leg!"
Dean dies laughing as she stares to the statue in horror.
"It's kinda cool looking." It was a white statue of an angelic man and his wings were spread.
"Just get it away from me!" She snaps.
"Jesus Bells!"
"I'm serious D just get that fucking thing away from me."
Even through everything they'd faced she had never quite got over her fear of anything winged.
"You'll gladly punch a demon and tell it off but you recoil to this?" Dean says holding it in front of her.
She backs away and points to the door.
"We're in Rome Bells. These things are everywhere."
She closes her eyes he takes the angel and leaves the room. He was right she'd never thought about that. She grabs at her gut and looks out the window. After she relaxes a bit she gets ready to head out for the day. She makes sure to take a picture of their father just in case.
"About time." Dean says as she steps out.
"Shut up."
"Just want to get this over with."
"Well jeers to you to."
What neither expected was the cab already waiting for them personally.
"Did you?" Bella asks Dean.
"NO I thought you did?"
"Do we trust it?"
Dean sighs.
"You got heat?" He hints.
She nods.
"You?"
He nods as well.
"Why not." Dean says as they enter the cab.
Once they get in Dean discreetly holds his gun to the cab driver.
"Who are you?"
The cab drivers eyes widen and he holds his hand in the air.
"Please sir. I was just told to be here at this time for an Isabella and Dean Winchester."
"Those are not the names we checked in under." Dean says with gritted teeth.
"Try again bud."
His sister tugs at his jacket and Dean turns to see Bella's being held at knife point.
"Drive." The man demands as he digs the knife deeper into Bella's throat.
"John Winchester was your father was he not?" The man demands pulling at Bella's hair.
Dean tries to think of a plan. Bella eyes her brother. The cab driver continues to drive.
"Look princess you're going to help me gather something your father was supposed to retrieve. Only the bastard left me high and dry never returning.
"Not so fast bubba." The man looks towards Dean's gun.
"You've not a clue what I got in my other hand, aimed right at your precious sister's spine."
The man jabs the gun into the seat and Bella arches her back in pain.
"You son of a bitch!"
"There's a car behind us as well. Something happens to me I can assure you they will clean house if you get my drift. Now play along and hand over your weapons. All of them!"
Dean grinds his teeth together.
"Don't do it D!" Bella pleads. The man yanks her head back cutting into her neck.
"OK!" Dean yells and quickly starts disarming.
"ALL OF THEM HERS AS WELL! If my boys find one weapon on either of you. I will end her life!"
Dean hands over all their weapons.
Bella looks out the window to see their taking them out in the middle of nowhere or so it seems. The cab comes to a stop. The man grabs Bella by the collar of her shirt and drags him into the back with him. He aims his gun at Dean.
"Open the trunk. No funny business!"
Dean nods and makes his way out of the cab. Other men with guns come out of the black limo behind them. Jesus John what have you gotten us into Dean thinks to himself. Dean opens the trunk and raises his hands in the air as a man comes up behind him and starts searching him.
"Get your hands of my sister you PRICK!"
Dean yells as one of the men feel her up when they search.
"They start laughing and the other guy punches Dean."
Bella grimaces giving her brother a pleading look. Praying he'll just shut up and not get them killed. The men are all dressed in black suits like some sort of mobsters or something. The main guy that was holding Bella hostage had a scar going over his eye. He'd midnight hair and was bulky like a wrestler. He twirls Bella around facing him.
"I'm going to show you a picture of something and you're going to retrieve it. You have 4 hours tops! If you do not comply your brother is a dead man."
"How do I know you won't kill him anyway."
They all laugh.
"You're right you don't! But I'd rather take my chance wouldn't you?!"
"D!" Bella yells as they knock Dean out with the back of a gun.
"YOU BASTARDS!" She squirms around.
"Get this artifact. Put it in my hands and you both will go free."
The man pulls Bella closer to him and slides the knife along her torso threateningly.
"If you do not I will make sure you both suffer."
He twirls her back around once more and they begin to tie a rope around her waist.
"Four hours…" The man reminds.
He shoves a black bag into her stomach.
"You maybe needing those to survive. Good luck!" He winks and he kicks her into this hole in the earth.
Bella gasps out and feels the rope get yanked right before she smashes into the ground below. The man shines in a flash light.
"Cut the rope!"
"HOW!" She snaps.
"There's a knife in the bag."
She digs into the bag finding a flashlight, knife, flares, water bottles and a cloth of some sort.
She cuts the rope and everything grows dark. Bella digs for the flashlight and cuts it on. She was beginning to see she was in some sort of tomb. She takes a step feeling the loose gravel beneath her feet. She closed her eyes for a moment. If there was one thing she remembered about tombs… traps… and not anything child's play either. She now knew why they held her brother as well. It wasn't just for collateral but if she didn't make it they'd send him in next.