Chapter 39
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Dean shoves the man back into the hotel. He locks the door and makes sure the curtain is pulled to all the way. Bella locks eyes with the man. She comes to her feet. Bella approaches the man. She yanks off his khaki jacket. She tosses it across the room.
"Now let's not be irrational."
Bella laughs at the man's words. She grits her teeth and slams him into a chair.
"There's no one to protect you now."
She roughly cups the man by the cheeks.
"As of now; you're my bitch! You will do whatever I tell you to do comprender?"
He doesn't answer. Bella shakes her head and drops her hold. She comes back with a full on punch to the face. She cups his chin again.
"I asked you a question! ANSWER!"
"Yes I understand!"
"Good!"
She circles the man. Dean grins and leans against the wall. His arms folded about his chest.
"Now I'm going to ask you some questions. If you do not answer me; I will punish you. If you lie to me I will torture you. If you try anything stupid…" She grabs the man by the roots of his hair. She yanks his head back and holds her husband's dagger against his neck.
"I WILL END YOU!"
Jo's eyes widen as she watches Bella. Dean winks at Jo. He couldn't be prouder at the moment.
"Pregunta número uno… What exactly did you do to my husband?!"
"I don't know I…"
Bella shakes her head. She places her husband's blade back into her pocket. She grabs her knife.
"Jo be a dear and hand me that pillow."
Jo nods and tosses her the pillow.
"Thank you."
Bella quickly stuffs the pillow over the man's face. She then drives her blade into the man's hand. He shouts out and she forces his head more against the pillow to mask the cries. She then removes the pillow and places it on the table.
"That was a lie… what did I say about lying?"
He looks to the blade in a panic. Tears stream down the bastard's face.
"Once again… What did you do to my husband?"
The man sighs.
"A spell."
"A spell?"
"Yes… Raphael couldn't send him back fully on his own. He's an angel, but no longer of God's."
Bella tilts her head on this.
"Then how is he an angel?"
"He's of the fallen."
"How was he brought back?!"
The man shakes his head looking to the floor.
"Didn't I ask you a question?"
The man nods.
"Please… I've a wife and children. I'm a holy man."
Bella growls at this and smacks him across the face.
"DO NOT SPEAK SUCH LIES! MY HUSBAND THAT'S A HOLY MAN! " Her entire face grows red.
Her hands ball up tightly.
"Don't you even dare try to make me feel some sort of compassion for you?! I doubt seriously your family has any idea what you do during your spare time. What would the little wifey think? About dear old hubby?! How does this play out? I'm curious. You come home from a long day of slaughtering innocent people. Claiming that you're doing it under the name of the Lord. Yet you come home and play house?"
She leans into his ear.
"Read to your children? Maybe have little tea parties or play some ball? Maybe you have a dog who's your loyal best friend as well? Do you make love to your wife as you feed her full of lies each and every day of your miserably existence?"
Bella pinches the bridge of her nose.
"Give me your wallet."
"Excuse me?"
"Did I fucking stutter holy man? Give me your wallet!"
He digs into his pocket. With a nervous hand he hands it over. Bella takes it upon herself to go through the wallet. She starts laughing.
"You're so full of shit." She says showing there's not a single picture in his wallet.
She leans over and rips the blade out from his hand. He hollers out and she knocks him out.
"Jesus Bells thought you wanted him alive."
"He is." She says with a shrug.
She sits down across from the man. She kicks her feet out about the table. Bella looks back to the man.
"I'll be back." She says with irritation.
They watch as Bella grabs the ice bucket. She exits the hotel and when she returns. She heads straight to the bathroom. She fills the bucket with ice cold water. She makes her way back over and dunks the contents into the man's face. He jumps awake. She smiles and waves.
She pulls up her chair and straddles it sitting across from him. She rests her head amongst her arms as she stares him down.
"How did Raphael return?"
The man sways his head about.
"He'd already suspected he might become one of the castaways. He came to me years ago. We set up the spell then in which he would be able to return."
"Years ago?"
The man nods.
"Now many years are we talking?"
"Twenty three years ago. It was because of him I became a prophet of the Lord. Because of him I saw the light. He saved me."
Bella closes her eyes at this.
"He was the betrayer… Wasn't he?!" She sneers opening her eyes again.
"All these years he claimed to be working for GOD! All this time!" She gritted her teeth.
"Angels can do this?!" She snaps looking back to her brother and Jo.
"How?!"
Bella grabs the man by the collar forcing him out of the chair.
"He was helping you destroy these vessels wasn't he?!"
The man swallows back nervously.
"Please, you must understand! I thought I was serving the Lord. At least that's what he made me believe. It wasn't until recently…"
"Recently what?!"
"I recently started to see for myself. Raphael wasn't serving God, but himself."
"Himself?"
"Let's just say, he once spouted off about how things would be better off; if he was running the show."
"ARE WE TALKING ANOTHER LUCIFER?!"
Bella felt ill. She hadn't a clue that so much betrayal could literally take place within the gates of Heaven. A place meant to be of peace. Yet, fear coursed through her. That's where Cass was. She feared he might not be as safe as she assumed. Especially with the gates locked to where no angels could leave. She hated to even think about the possibilities.
"So this son of a bitch can keep coming back?!" Dean fires in disbelief.
The man nods.
"NO!"
She looks back to her bother.
"What does it take to kill an angel?! I MEAN FULLY KILL AN ANGEL?!"
The prophet laughs.
"You can't…"
"They have souls just like us. Humans in which to host as vessels. Why do you think I had taken it amongst myself to end these very human's myself. It is the work of God."
"But you were serving Raphael?!"
"Or so he thought."
"You're not making a lick of sense!"
"What he means sis… is the little shit got scared of Raphael. So even though he realized Raphael didn't truly work under the name of the Lord. He was too afraid to stand up to the sithlord of angels. He knew if he had. Raphael would put an end to his very existence."
Bella nods as it begins to make sense.
"So Raphael had you convinced that killing these potential vessels; would somehow be serving God's will by stopping the very betrayers that Raphael was already. He played you for a fool from day one." Bella half laughs.
"My angel raises me from perdition and yours royally screws you over."
Dean shakes his head as if something else had occurred to him.
"What?"
Dean looks to the prophet.
"Raphael's been in the shadows all along hasn't he?"
Bella looked to her brother in wonder.
"Think about it sis. He was an angel of the Lord or so he wore the mask. He couldn't very well go around slewing a bunch of humans without eventually being found out. So he used others such as this one in order to do his dirty work for him. Raphael's spent the last 23 years working under the name of God, but fighting a war against him."
Bella shuts her eyes again in revelation.
"And God hasn't spoken… they wonder why?! We wonder why…" She half laughs in misery.
"Which also means Raphael was behind the murder of Charlie, Renee, and Michael Swan. So was this son of a bitch."
Bella looks to Dean. She then looks back to the prophet.
"Mary and Sam Winchester…"
The prophet takes in a breath. Dean looks to Bella confused.
"Ah, Azazel I hadn't thought about him in years. He and Raphael didn't exactly see eye to eye. Azazel wanted to turn the child into something else."
"What do you mean something else?" Dean inquires gruffly.
"He wanted Sam to serve his in his army."
"Army? What army?"
"I haven't a clue. All I know is Raphael put a stop to it. When Azazel only took the life of the mother and not the child. Raphael put matters into his own hands. He put an end to the child's suffering with a single touch. While the mother continued to fry. Not long after he and Azazel battled it out. Needless to say Raphael won."
Dean and Bella look to one another in complete and utter shock.
"So our entire family was nothing more than cannon fodder?!"
Dean takes out his gun.
"You served an angel that ordered the lives of innocent people to be taken. You killed our baby brothers?!"
Dean shakes his head tears start to form in his eyes.
"You killed my baby brother?! You killed Sammy! Raphael killed my baby brother?! All these years! ALL THIS TIME! I BLAMED MYSELF. I SPENT ALL THIS TIME THINKING I DIDN'T GET HIM OUT IN TIME! WHEN HE NEVER EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO BEGIN WITH! MY OWN FATHER BLAMED ME! HE COULDN'T EVEN STAND TO LOOK AT ME! BUT NO SOME FUCKING PROPHET THAT CLAIMED TO WORK IN THE NAME OF GOD WAS WORKING ALONGSIDE OF A CORRUPT ANGEL AND SOME YELLOW EYED DEMON?! You killed off our entire family and had her husband sent away. Then you come over here and try to kill off my sister and my baby nephew?!"
The girls scream as Dean fires the gun.
"D!" Bella gasps out. Dean had shot him right in the head.
Tears continue to stream down Dean's face. The girls look to one another in a panic. The room spun on Bella as she began to quickly grab their things. She trembled all over and started throwing things into bags not even caring about whose was whoms at the moment. She and Jo quickly loaded the car up. Bella handed Jo the keys.
"Don't stop until we're a good three hours out!"
Jo nods and jumps in.
Bella grabs her brother by the arm dragging him out of the hotel. She climbs into the backseat with him. Jo peels out. Just as Bella instructed she drives for three hours straight. They have her go through some dirt roads and odd areas just for safety. They knew how the police worked. Dean had her pull into a secluded area. He hurriedly switched out the license plates. Then they hit the road yet again. None of them truly had time to think as they continued to run.
"Whoa…"
Dean says as Bella rushes past him. She darts into the bathroom and slams the door shut. She barely makes it to the toilet.
"Ah, sick!" She hears her brother outside the door.
She rolls her eyes. Bella goes to smart off to him, yet finds herself puking again.
"Put a muffler on that would ya."
"Don't be an ass Dean!" Jo scolds.
"What? I mean can't you hear that?!"
Jo rolls her eyes and tosses a pillow into Dean's face. She flinches though and growls out into her pillow. Dean sighs and makes his way over. He checks on her shoulder. He doctors it up as Bella comes back out. She was pale as a ghost as she lay back on the bed.
"This sucks ass."
Dean chuckles.
"That's what happens when you forget the rubber sis!"
"Oh my God! D!"
"Just being honest!"
Bella covers her face for a moment.
"Holy frickin' shit!"
She shoots up.
"Fucking Artemis!"
"Who?"
She flings her head back on the bed.
"Nothing…" She says and buries her face into a pillow.
"Um okie dokie." Dean says with a shrug.
"Well I for one could go for some pie. Whattya say?"
Both women look to him as though he's lost his mind. Bella wrinkles her nose in thought.
"You just got through complaining about the sound of my projectile vomiting. Now you want pie?"
He nods and grabs his jacket and keys.
"Anytimes a good time for pie Bells."
"Whatever, just give us a minute to get ready."
"Yep, I'll be waiting outside."
Bella comes to her feet. Jo heads to the bathroom and starts the shower. Bella starts to get dressed. After she's done getting her blue jeans, regular white shirt, and her boots on. She glances back to her husband's black blazer jacket. She slowly approaches it. Her fingers run along the collar. Bella then picks it up and breathes it in. It still smelled like Cass. She swallows back the hard knot forming in her throat. Bella places the jacket on. She then tucks her gun into the back of her pants, the knife Dean got her into her boot, her husband's dagger stayed in his pocket.
Once Jo got out she brushed her teeth and hair. Bella looked upon the mirror and nodded upon herself.
"We got this…" She says softly with determination.
She exits the hotel. Dean's leaning against the Impala his hands in his jacket pockets.
"Feeling better?"
She shrugs. Dean smiles and takes out a familiar matchbox car. She smiles and takes hers out as well. Dean winks at her and puts the car back into his pocket. Bella takes in a breath as she places hers back.
"We're Winchesters…" He reminds prideful.
Bella nods yet, her bottom lip quivers. Dean nods and grabs hold of her. Jo looks on and wipes a few of her own tears as well.
"I just want him back."
"I know Bells… I know."
He kisses the top of her head.
"And we're going to get our family back. That means Cass."
He pulls back.
"Now look at me."
Bella looks into her brother's eyes.
"Who am I?"
She looks to him puzzled.
"Now come on Bells… Who am I?"
"Dean Winchester."
"That's right… and what am I?"
"A hunter."
"And who are you?"
"Isabella Winchester."
"And what are you?"
"A hunter."
He wipes her eyes with his thumbs.
"And what is our job?"
"Saving people, hunting things…"
"Because?"
"That's the family business."
"Good girl, now let's get in that car and lets have us some pie. Then we're getting back to work."
Once they get to the café Dean rushs through his pie. Jo hadn't even begun to touch her food yet. Bella was to nauseas to eat. In fact the smell alone was bothering her.
"Um guys I'm going to head outside."
Dean nods.
"You ok?"
"Yeah just the fumes…" She hints.
She heads on outside and kicks back in the backseat of the car. Bella stares upon the ceiling. Her cell rings and she answers.
"Hello?"
"Hey ya idjit."
She smiles at the sound of his voice.
"Hey Bobby."
"Look I just wanted to let you know that Ellen and I took care of the truck. We got it back here. They had called us trying to find you. They were about to impound it kid."
"Um yeah sorry about that. It was one of those moments."
"I hear ya. Had a few of those myself."
"So how's it going kiddo?"
Bella shakes her head. Her hand goes over her forehead.
"Hey? You there?"
"Yes…" She says trying to fight it, but was losing the battle.
Bobby sighs on the other end.
"What's going on?"
"I'm losing my shit Bobby. That's what?" She rises up and looks to her wedding ring.
"I'm trying I really am. I just keep freaking the fuck out!"
"Jesus kid what's going on? What happened?"
She begins to sob harder than ever.
Bobby pinches the bridge of his nose as he sits at the dining room table. Ellen looks over concerned as she hears Bella breaking down as well.
"He's gone…"
"Who's gone hun?"
"Cass… He's back in Heaven and it's on total lockdown. Once you're in there's no coming out."
"WHAT?!"
"Oh it gets better. Apparently, I've got a bun in the oven. My baby's daddy isn't getting out anytime soon unless I can figure out a way. This isn't your typical bust out of prison scam. That and we're still trying to bust out Sammy and some other guy from a lockbox in Hell!"
"Jesus Christ!"
"Nah, I've tried that to. Damn near said any prayer I can think of. Not about to stop though either. Kind of hoping the big man upstairs could give the angel a break. I mean seriously this is BULLSHIT!"
"Now… calm down. Look I'll do some looking into this myself."
"Thanks Bobby."
"Let me ask you something kid."
"What's that Bobby?"
"You're still planning on hunting? You know considering the situation."
"Believe me Bobby, if I don't continue what I'm doing. This baby and I don't stand a chance. So yeah, this momma's not going down not without one hell of a fight. It seems everyone's aching to get a piece of me and our child."
"Where are you?"
"Phoenix."
Bobby nods and looks to Ellen. He takes in a breath and looks to his old gun cabinet.
"Look kid, I'm coming down."
"What?"
"You heard me. There ain't no way I'm letting you idjits face this alone. If you're preggers and still standing your ground kid. Than this old fucker can sure as hell do some damage still."
"Bobby…"
"My foot's down kid. I'm taking the first flight out. I'll be there shortly."
Bella sighs.
"I love you too damn much to make you face this alone. You and Jo are like my damn daughters. You hear me! So yeah I'm getting my grumpy old ass over there."
Bella half smiles through her tears.
"I love you too Bobby."
Bobby hands over the phone.
"Sugar bug…"
Bella repeats most of what she already told Bobby. Naturally, Ellen freaks. Bella leaves out the part about Jo being shot. She'd let Jo spill the beans on that one. Ellen would have a total conniption.
"I really don't think you should be hunting."
"You don't understand Ellen. If I don't this baby and I are as good as dead. I can't let my guard down for even a second."
Bella winces as Ellen breaks down on the other line.
"So I'm gonna be a grandma?"
Bella wipes her eyes and laughs.
"Ya you and ole Bobby are gonna be grandparents."
Bella grabs her wallet in thought. She flips through her pictures and comes across John's. Part of her wondered what he'd think. What kind of grandfather he'd be? Or would he even truly care? She ran her thumb along the picture. Ellen rambled on a bit longer; before it finally came to a close.
"I love you too Ellen."
"Ok sugar bug. Please, please take care and keep in touch."
"I will."
Bella hangs up the phone. And stares upon the one picture… Cass… She puts her hand upon her stomach in thought.
What were the very first words I ever said to you?
Bella beams at the sound of his voice.
"Take my hand."
I'm not letting go Bella…
Dean quickly leans back as Jo makes her way back from the bathroom.
She takes a seat and merely glances at the pie.
"Dean I told you I was full."
"Nonsense you're never too full for pie. That one especially." He says with a shrug.
"Dean…" She sighs glancing back over.
"Pie is pie it doesn't matter…" She stops in midsentence.
She slants her eyes upon the golden ring in the middle of the whip cream. She looks to Dean oddly.
"Um… did someone drop their ring?" She looks towards the kitchen.
He shakes his head.
"Nope. That there is yours."
She swallows back and her eyes become wider than ever.
"Um huh?"
Dean smiles. He takes the ring out of the whip cream. He puts it into his mouth. Dean wiggles his brows. He comes to his feet and drops to one knee before Jo.
Dean takes the ring out of his mouth.
"Whattya say to marrying me?"
Her jaw drops and the entire café looks over.
"Are you?" She inquires flabbergasted.
"Damn right Jo babe. I'm asking you to marry me. Let's add another Winchester into the family. Hell you're already helping run the business. Doing one hell of a job keeping up with my ass. So yeah marry me."
Jo covers her mouth and nods. He sighs in relief and places the ring onto her finger. The entire café starts to clap and a few even whistle. Dean picks her up from the booth and kisses her. He continues to kiss her as he places her on the table. Jo starts to cry and he becomes startled and drops his hold checking her over.
"Jo?"
"I'm sorry." She wipes her eyes.
"What is it?"
"I just can't believe you actually asked me?!"
He chuckles and lifts her chin. Dean looks her in the eyes.
"I love you crazy girl."
"I love you too."