Dean woke up with his wrists and ankles tied up. The room, it was dark, but when his eyes adjusted he recognized the layout. He was in Sam's apartment. Son of a bitch. Phoebe and her sisters were right. Sam was working with Michael. But why? If it wasn't Sam, Dean would have put a bullet in his head. Hearing footsteps, Dean stiffened. He had to close his eyes when the light turned on.

Blinded by the sudden light Dean had to squeeze his eyes shut. He felt Sam's presence. Even in a another world, he recognized his brother. This Sam, it isn't his Sam. This was Michael's bitch.

"Dean. Sorry about this. I need to keep you safe. Are you hungry, I brought you double bacon cheeseburgers from Burger Palace. Plus apple pie Piper baked. I also have beers."

Dean opened his eyes and was glaring at Sam. Sam winced seeing him.

"Go to hell."

"Dean. I know your mad. But you were in trouble. I need to make sure you were okay. Thank god Michael tracked you down."

"Michael is a monster. I cannot believe you are working with that asshole. He killed your brother."

Sam tears up. So Dean was told the truth. Sam was afraid of that.

"Dean was scared for me. Dean, my Dean. He saw what Lucifer was about to do. He was going to fry the planet. When I died, he offered a trade. My life for your vessel."

"Michael lied to you. There is no Paradise. When Lucifer fell. Where did I go? I talked to a angel, she said he's not in Heaven. I also integrated a demon. I'm not in Hell. Sam, where am I?"

"Your food is getting cold. I'm going to untie your left hand. Don't try anything, I have spells everywhere. No one will hear your screams or prayers. By the way, thanks for putting up those sigils. No angel can get in. There is spells everywhere, you can't communicate with the outside world or escape. Get comfortable. You will be here awhile."

Sam gives him a bag of food plus some bottle water he helpfully opened and unties his left hand so Dean could eat, then he walked out. Dean was tempted to throw the food across the room until his stomach growled. Damn it. If Sam wanted to drug him, he wouldn't have bothered tampering with his food. All he had to do was call his master. Damn those burgers smelled good. Sam was nice enough to get cheese potato wedges as well.

After an hour, Sam went and cleaned up the garbage of empty wrappers and bottles.

"Your appetite satisfied?"

Dean said nothing.

"I'll take that as a yes. I left you a bottle. If you need to go to the toilet, just call me. I'll be right next door. Have a good night. Oh, I ordered you a some adult channels, including Busty Asian Beauties network. You can watch TV in the morning. Night!"

After Sam left, Dean sighs. This was going to be a long night.

The next day Dean was eating some pancakes and sausage. Sam actually cooked animal products. If Jenna and Phoebe were here, they would gag. Well not really. Neither said anything to Dean or Piper. Both loved meat.

"I hope you are enjoying your breakfast. Been years since I cooked anything unhealthy and fattening.''

"What about you?"

"I had my breakfast shake." He looks at his watch. "Shoot! I have a meeting! I go to go. Dean, I left you tons of junk food. You can also borrow my laptop if you want to watch YouShare. You can't communicate, but you can watch. See ya! Maybe later, we can watch wrestling."

Dean pushes his plate away. He wasn't hungry. Bored, he decided to watch TV. He already tried escaping, he even tried jumping out a window. There was a invisible shield. Dean was no witch, no way he can break it. Instead of making fun of Sam, he should have studied magic as well.

He wished he had his phone, but Sam took it away. Even if he couldn't communicate, he wanted to see his loved ones. His world's family. Mom, Dad, Sam, Jenna his friends. He felt a tear going down his face. He needed to go home. If God decided to end the world, he needed to be there to spend time with his love ones.

It was hours later before Sam came home. Dean already watched the porn channels, okay that was fun. He wanted a subscription, but premium porn channels cost a fortune. He owned his house, even with stolen credit, it was expensive. Everyday things like water, heat and electricity added up. Not to mention food and entertainment. Even with Dean always on the road, the house just sitting there cost money.

He remembered buying that house. Their late uncle Daniel left them his house, and Dean remembered how excited him and Sam were. They lived in cheap run down motels most of their lives only staying in cheap apartments or at Pastor Jim's or Bobby's. Then when Sam and Dean got older, they went their own way for awhile. Sam went to Stanford, shacking up with that Jessica chick. Until the fire. Dean spent time with John, doing their usual hunting routines.

Then after John died, he was hunting with Sam. Then Sam died. Dean put away his gear and retired. He met his old girlfriend Lisa again and her son Ben and moved in. They lived together for two months. Then Sam came back.

Dean remembered seeing Sam. He thought he was a vengeful spirit. Then a shapeshifter. Then when he realized it was Sam, he gave him a long hug. Dean basically told Ruby to fuck off and went with Sam. They hunted together just like old times. Cheap motels with stolen credit cards, greasy food, and living in Baby.

Dean had to break things off with Lisa. He loved her and Ben, but since they will always be in danger because of him, he begged Castiel to erase their memories of him. When Ben asked who he was Dean said "nobody." He didn't tell Sam or Cas, he drove to a lake and drank himself stupid. He cried too. He loved them, but they were too important to lose.

They lived together for a few more years. Always in Baby. She was their permanent address. Then when they got that USB stick, oh boy. The house, it was a palace. At least to them. Wow. It was definitely a bachelor pad. Neither changed the decor much, uncle Daniel had the same basic taste.

They were both dating their girlfriends at that point. They came over a lot, whenever they weren't busy. Piper hunting in San Francisco, and Jenna living in Los Angeles at the time. Privacy was definitely a issue. When only one of them had company, the other one left for a few days hunting. But when both were over, the once huge palace felt like a tiny sardine can. Even with two bedrooms, the walls were thin.

Dean needed privacy. Neither one wanted to give up the house, but they both discussed getting married. One of them had to move. Dean had savings, but it wasn't enough to buy a house as big as the house he had now. He didn't want to move, but Sam and Piper were there more often. She even started decorating. Her clothes were already in Sam's closet. Dean had the bigger room, but it wasn't fair for Sam and Piper to share a tiny room. He asked Castiel and Hannah to help him find a house. Plus he wanted to add "Jimmy Novak" as a cosigner. Hannah wanted to help, but Caroline Johnson was declared legally dead.

They hired a real estate agent to help. Dean's budget was small, and he needed to move ASAP. He was planning to propose. Jenna was pulling away, and Dean was afraid to lose her. The real estate agent showed him many homes, some out of Dean's budget, others in, but none felt right. He refused to enter their parents old home, Dean was young, but the memories of that fire hurt him deeply. He was only four, but he heard his dad's screams.

The house was way below market value, but no way was he living there. He flatly refused to consider. The real estate agent was getting frustrated, but she told Dean there was one more house. When Dean saw it it was perfect. Yeah it was run down and needed a lot of fixing, but Dean was a carpenter in his spare time. Him and Sam weren't always hunting, they sometimes took weeks off just to relax. They didn't want to end up like John. Working till he died.

Sometimes they did seasonal work. Dean worked as a carpenter, Sam as a handyman. Dean worked in construction sites occasionally making a honest living. Jenna, whenever she came to town made him lunches. He loved her lunches, they reminded him of his mom. He paid his taxes, and worked under his real name, Dean Winchester. Thanks to Gabriel. Him and Sam were local citizens. Even their bills were under their real names.

Dean made an offer, Hannah was a great negotiator, she helped the agent reduce the sale by twenty percent. The day he was handed the keys, he was jumping up and down in excitement. At least on the inside. On the outside he was cool and calm. He still lived with Sam, the house was in worse shape than he thought. It took Dean another year to save money. He refused money from Jenna who wanted to help, he didn't want to be in debt to her, even it was just a drop in the bucket. Even as his future wife, Dean wanted to take care of her. Bobby, Sam, Castiel and Dean fixed it up till it was livable. To raise money, he even sold his spare truck. He used it for his construction jobs, but he needed the money to furnish it.

When he moved in, he threw a small get together. Jenna couldn't make it, she was already in France. Piper and her sisters congratulated him. The brought him some gift cards and vouchers. He refused at first, but they admitted they were gifts from old boyfriends and former bosses. Dean thanked them. They were cards from Lowes and from Walmart. He used them to replace the old toilet and repaint the house. He used the Walmart cards to buy bedding and kitchen stuff such as dishes and cheap pots and pans. Sam gave him some utensils.

Whatever Dean had left over he bought used furniture from the thrift store and so picked up knickknacks as well to decorate the house. The house was nice. It was a white house, with two bedrooms, a office and a yard. Whenever Sam and Dean weren't in town they both rented their homes on Vacation Hub app or to fellow hunters. Best part is Sam lived down the road. Within walking distance. Very close, like half a block away.

Dean smiled wistfully. Already he missed it. It was a dump, but it was his. He and Jenna were planning to get married. She wanted to live in Lawrence. The last time they talked was in Paris. She was already talking about redecorating. She seen the pictures, she said it was too bare. It still needed work, he already insulated the walls, but needed to replace the windows and radiators. He also wanted to add some ceiling fans. He wanted to add a air conditioner, but his electrical bill would go sky high. Looks like he needed to hustle more pool to afford it.

"So Dean, what do you wanna do. Order some grease and watch wrestling, or do you want to play some videogames. I have a PS4 and a Xbox."

"I want to leave."

Sam shook his head. "Sorry. I can have that. It's dangerous out there. Dean. I know you are a great hunter. But you are in danger every time you are out there. Yeah, Paige did you a favor glamouring you, but it won't be forever. Those spells wear off eventually. When people see 'Michael' as a human, your ass in inside a Ma'lak Box. It would be warded. Even Michael couldn't let you out. Never mind finding you. You can be in the bottom of the ocean, a volcano, a narrow cave, or even on the moon. Dean. Every hunter on Earth wants Michael locked up. Luckily, not many have supernatural cuffs or holy oil. But a box exists. You will be lost forever."

Dean shudders. He still remembers the nightmares. Dean had a feeling Sam was trying to scare him, but he had a point. He saw his picture on the news. Every citizen was supposed to obey the angel's draconian rules. Before he glamoured, he saw the stares, the whispers, the hate. He felt really uncomfortable. Even as a criminal, he had more respect. Plus Grace. Poor kid. The world hated her for simply existing. She was just a kid. If Dean could he'll take her to John and Mary. His parents would be happy to raise the kid. They called her their grandchild. Which was kinda true. It was his body. When Sam asked him what he wanted do, Dean shrugged.

Dean was watching TV later that night. Sam already went to bed, telling Dean to keep the volume down. Dean complied, he wasn't watching anything anyway. He stared blankly at the screen. It could have played porn, or the news. Dean didn't notice. He yawned. According to the clock that was hanging up, it was after one. Dean turned off the TV and went to bed.

After two weeks Dean was going crazy. Sam tried to keep him entertained, but Dean was getting cabin fever. He begged Sam to take him on hunts with Sam refusing. He said he'll gladly go to his law firm and work as a janitor for free just to have something to do. Sam laughed, but still said no. Dean was ready to punch him. Luckily Sam wasn't home. Dean was ready to kill him. He poured over the laptop looking for cases. He found one.

A wave of suicides in Calumet, Illinois. That wasn't unusual. Michael was in charge. Many former religious faithful offed themselves when they discovered the brutal truth. Of course, Michael's angels kept bringing them back. He heard of balance. Every world has rules. This world was ruled by darkness. It made sense, Michael was a jerk. Dean wondered if he got pleasure from it.

Dean didn't think much about it till he heard a knock. If it was Michael himself, Dean wouldn't care. He needed a change. He wasn't sure if he can open it. Dean tried many times, even tried breaking the angel sigils. They repaired themselves. Sammy's knowledge of magic was good. Real good. He banged a demon and a warlock. Made sense his skills as a warlock practitioner was fantastic. He wasn't expecting much, not until the doorknob turned. Can it be? Dean hoped so.

The woman standing there. Where did Dean see her before? Ruby. This skank was the demon this Sam was obsessed with. Ugh. He had his Ruby in his world. This one had a new vessel, but was the same evil demon. Nevertheless, Dean was glad for the company. He greeted her.

"How's it going Ruby?"

"Dean. I need your help."

"A demon asking moi for help? Whatever could I could do?" Dean says mocking her. He hated Ruby, plus every demon on Earth, but he couldn't help but taunt her in a teasing way. Ruby must have noticed, she smiled.

"So you are the famous Dean I been hearing about. That was you at the law firm. Not Michael."

"What's it to you, witch?"

"He would have killed everyone there. Especially me. He hates demons."

"Then how are you alive? You married an angel, and had a kid with him."

"Michael doesn't give a damn. He hates Zachariah but respects him. As for Mattie, he came to see him, but bounded his powers. Dean, I need help."

"And why would I help you?"

"Yeah, I'm a demon. I perform evil. So what. But guess what. Demons can fall in love. Piper and her sisters, they have a ticket downstairs. All warlocks do. But that's not why I'm here. I want you to protect my son."

Sam was at his law firm writing his reports. He enjoyed being a lawyer. At the moment he was representing a dentist from the town of Calumet. The dentist murdered his patient, Kenny Dickson. Sam was sure he can get the dentist off on a aggravated assault charge. The man admitting that he raped Paul Connelly's underaged daughter.

At the moment he was sitting in jail on suicide watch. He tried hanging himself, good thing the other prisoners yelled and screamed for the guards. At the moment he was silent. He kept saying random things, like he hated being a dentist. He always preferred to be a painter, but his parents wouldn't let him achieve his dreams. Then him admitting he cheated on his taxes. Then said he was glad Kenny was dead. Kenny was a pervert. He always checked out younger women. Sam forced him to shut up. He performed a silence spell on him. Luckily he learned from the best.

Ruby. Damn. That was Sam's biggest regret, and his most meaningful relationship. He loved Piper too, but Ruby was the one thought about the most. He had several relationships, plus dated several women, including his childhood sweetheart Amy Pond, but Ruby was the one he thought about often.

He remembered meeting her. It was after Dean died. He was trying to make a deal with several crossroad demons. Many refusing Sam's request. Every one of them knew Michael was on Earth and was afraid. Michael was building his armies. He was getting ready for war. Sam was getting frustrated and was kicking and screaming at the ground. Then he went to a old abandoned house. There was someone there. A attractive brunette.

"My boss won't make a deal. No demon will. Lucifer's orders."

Sam pulled out the Colt. "Who are you?"

"Ruby."

Sam and Ruby became close. She was a demon, but Sam didn't care. This world was ruled by darkness. All of his life Sam hunted. His family, The Winchesters were hunters. Plus legacies of The Men of Letters. John and Mary often took their kids on hunts. Sam made his first kill as a young boy. A feral werewolf. It didn't stop there, he was sent for training. His grandfather Henry showed him how to perform magic. He had the gift. Dean wasn't interested, he preferred weapons. They got a call, they hunted. They moved often, always hiding from the yellow eyed demon. It was Henry that got Mary out of her deal, no one knew how. But they stopped running after that. Mary wanted to settle down. So instead of going back to Lawrence, they settled for Chicago.

Sam and his brother were happy. They finally had a home. Mary and John settled in. John even started working as a mechanic. Mary was a stay at home wife. They were content. Their apartment was a shoebox, but no one gave a shit. Yeah, it had its issues. The winters were brutal, and the apartment felt colder than outside, due to the heat breaking down, but John always fixed the radiators. But even as they hunted occasionally, always in the Chicago area, they were happy. The tragedy struck. Henry's dead body was discovered. He was stabbed in the abdomen and bled to death.

They had a private funeral, but they saw a red headed woman there. She said nothing but paid her respects. No one knew it at the time, it was Henry's murderer, the demon Abaddon. There was also another mourner there, Henry's best friend, Larry Ganem. Him and his wife shook John's and Mary's hand, as well as Sam and Dean. He said Henry was a a good man, always caring about his loved ones. He told them Henry contacted the "higher ups." When pressed, Larry said he didn't know. They found out later it was Gabriel.

They buried Henry. Even though they were hunters, Henry wasn't. He always said to bury him next to his wife Millie. She died in a car crash in 1972. They took the body and buried him in John's hometown in Normal, Illinois. John didn't cry, he refused to show emotion. Sam saw him later crying in Mary's arms. Sam respected John's privacy and backed away.

When the will was read, Henry left some money for his living family, plus a key. The money they required was enough to get them to a bigger place. They moved out of that shoebox and into a three bedroom apartment. Sam and Dean had their own rooms. Mary asked John why they couldn't buy a house. John said he wanted to keep the rest of it for Sam's and Dean's future. Which made sense. Without that trust fund, Sam wouldn't be able to afford Stanford. Today they still lived in that apartment. That was their home. Plus it was warded with tons of spells.

The key they got was lost. They had no idea what happened to it. Or where it led too. They asked Larry, but he said it was supposed to be for the newest base of the Order. Henry was killed protecting that key. They were afraid Henry's murderer stolen it.

Sam finishes his reports. He asked Sidney to fax them. He was thinking of what to do with 'Dean.' He cared about him and wasn't lying what he said. He needed to be protected. Michael warned that Dean needed to stay out of sight. Sam agreed. There was a case, but there was hunters already on it. His cousins, Gwen and Christian Campbell were already on it. Sam had faith, his grandfather, Samuel was getting old. His grandmother Deanna was already in a nursing home suffering from Alzheimer's. His mom Mary was worried. To this day Sam had no clue what mom's deal was like. He assumed The Men of Letters protected his grandparents. Too bad they couldn't protect Dean.

He picked up another folder. He saw Ruby's name. Sam couldn't help but give a rueful smile. Despite what everyone says, he still cared about her. He let her go when she realized she loved her husband. An angel. When she got pregnant, he knew it was Zachariah's. Her body was a dead corpse, no human can create life out of death. Of course he got shit from it from his cousins, Ruby's host was a former girlfriend of Christian. No one knows how she died, the coroner's report said she died from a allergic reaction. Christian said she was killed by a demon. Since Sam and her started sleeping together, Christian refused to talk to Sam, calling him a grave fucker.

They still barely talked. Only nodding at Sam. He thought about Dean said. His Sam was engaged to Piper. Maybe he should plan his future. He loved Piper, but wasn't sure if she was the one. There was Bela, super sexy and smart, Eileen, very smart and sweet, Amy, a near perfect mom, her and her son eat the fruit Raphael created to keep them healthy, she no longer had to eat brain stems, plus that model he was seeing. Any one of them would be a great wife. He already had a name picked out for his first child. His late brother would be honored.

Speaking of Dean, Sam had to take him out sometime. He needed to bring those passengers home. Michael says he no longer had any use for them. Sam understood. He knew what Michael did. He didn't question it. When Michael gives an order, Sam obeys, no questions asked.

Ruby smirks at Dean's new disguise. When Dean saw it, he wanted to hit her. This disguise was even worse than the last one. He looked like the famous porn star, Belladonna. It was a dead ringer, the tattoos, the sexy pout, the body, even the voice. He demanded why she picked this out. All Ruby said is she danced at P3 occasionally and was currently in hiding from a demon. This demon, named Belphagor was there to collect on her deal.

"What deal? She is still in the industry, I met her once in Vegas, she would never make a deal. She told me a crossroads demon named Duke approached her, saying he can get her out of the industry and into Hollywood, she turned him down."

"Duke? Ugh. He's an asshole. Before Michael took over he was collecting souls. He heard the rumors, spending time on Earth the longest. He kept all the souls that were dealt, angering his boss, Lilith. It didn't work. Michael killed him. He then took all those souls for himself. Belphagor only wants her because he believes he is his long lost wife. She was, poor girl was forced to marry him when she was only twelve. She died of typhus only after two years. Usually children are taken to Heaven, but some souls are special. She is one of them. She was sent back to Earth reincarnated. Dean, you need to kill Belphagor. Her soul must be protected."

Belladonna was a special soul? Dean didn't judge. He met many people in his life that were looked down by society. What was so special about her? Ruby must have read his mind, she answered.

"Belphagor must never get his hands on her. Her soul is one of the keys to open Lilith's Chamber. There is a treasure inside no demon should get their hands on."

"What's it to you? You're a demon."

"If there had to be a new King of Hell, it should be Mattie. It's his birthright."

"So that's it. You want to rule by his side."

They argued for a few minutes before Ruby reminded him that Sam would be home soon. Dean looks at the clock, it was after five. Dean knew he had to stay hidden this time. He knew Sam, the second time around Sam would lock him up in that box to keep him safe.

"Let's go. But did you have to make me look like a stripper?"

Dean's feet was killing him. Why do women torture themselves like this? He looked down at herself. Dean had to admit, take him to a mirror for a hour...When Ruby pinched him, he gave her a dirty look.

"We're here. Dean, remember, act natural. You're not Dean Winchester or Michael. You're Belle."

"Okay, so I'm a stripper. I'm not expected to do...things am I?" Dean hoped not. This woman was a famous porn actress.

"Just follow my lead. Find Belphagor, lure him somewhere, and kill him. Dean. No one will question a demon dying. Just as long as no angels are hurt, we can stay under the wire. Follow me."

Dean aka "Belle" felt really self conscious. His glamoured self was dressed in a skintight black latex sleeveless bodysuit, with his butt cheeks sticking out, thanks to the very high cut underwear, fishnet stockings, with really high red stiletto shiny ankle boots. Plus his makeup. Dean stared at herself. Her makeup was caked. The lips. Damn. Dean knew the moment he got out of the limo, he was a dead man. Ruby was standing at the sidewalk outside of P3 smirking at him.

"Belle! Our date is waiting! Stop being a primadonna. Let's go!"

As soon as Dean/Belle got out, the whistles started.

"Awo! Hey baby! Whistles Hot mama! Holy shit it's.." Dean tuned them out, face bright red. He purposely walked towards P3's entrance, before almost falling flat on her face. Luckily or unluckily, strong arms caught her before she smacked her face.

"Whoa there. Careful."

'Belle' didn't look up, embarrassed at her tripping. She felt her savior's eyes on her looking lustily at her. If he didn't stop staring, Dean was going to stab him with her red boots. Luckily Ruby was there.

"Cole. Just in time. Can you escort us inside. We have a appointment."

"Ruby. Always a pleasure. Mind introducing me?" Cole Turner says straightening his tailored suit.

"Belle. Sorry, I'm not into men." Dean clipped.

"Sure? I'm a huge fan if your work. Especially the one where you were gangbanged by a ship of sailors."

Dean clenched her teeth. "I get paid. Besides, I have someone." God, if Sam and Jenna ever saw him, he'll never live it down. He swore to take this to his grave.

"Really? Too bad. Ladies shall we?" Cole stands there with his elbows raised. Ruby takes one, and Dean reluctantly takes the other.

They walked inside P3, with Dean trying not to trip on his stilettos. Dean looked the part, same with Ruby. Dean couldn't help but check her out. Her outfit was just as sexy. Her hair was up, but she was dressed in a form fitting red dress with a deep back cut with thigh high black boots. Compared to Dean, she looked like a nun. Looking around, they didn't stand out. The staff as well as the patrons dressed in either skimpy outfits or none. The strippers were nude, or in the process of being nude. Dean held on to the stair rail for dear life. He was afraid to trip.

Dean ignored Ruby and Cole who were flirting. He refused to talk to Cole, he was on a case. Normally he'll kill Ruby, but his favorite porn actress needed help. Plus, hide from Sam. Ruby was a powerful warlock, she knew exactly what magic Sam used to keep him prisoner. He needed her. Without her, he can't find his Sam.

When they got downstairs, Ruby pointed at the back. "Belle! There's our appointment. Cole, thanks, but we can take it from here."

"Sure?" He looks to the back. Dean tried to see, but it was blocked off by the bar's patrons. Cole must have saw something he turns around.

"I see. Ladies." He kisses Ruby's hand, and tried to kiss Dean's, but Dean purposely puts his hands on her butt covering the crack over his cheeks. Feeling his butt slap, he tries to punch the guy, but he tripped. Luckily a waitress caught her. Embarrassed, Dean turns around. He swore to never take being a man granted ever again. Women deserved metals for doing things like this. The shoes alone, they deserved a gold prize. Platinum for being harassed. No wonder Jenna always worries about stalkers. He swore to protect her.

Cole winks at Dean and goes to the bar. Ruby gestures to Dean to follow her. Dean slowly walks behind her being careful not to trip. She goes to the velvet ropes when she was stopped.

Victor Henrikson and Coop Webster hold up their hands.

"Stop. Sorry ladies. VIP only. Turn around." Victor says.

Dean looked behind them. They guy sitting in the booth was handsome enough, he looked like a Brazilian model. Dark hair, muscular body, chiseled features, plus wearing sunglasses. That must be Belphagor. He was surrounded by men and women in both sides. All were flirting hard with him with Belphagor flirting back. Seeing Ruby and Dean he lowered his shades. Licking his lips, he whispered in one of the bouncers ear. The bouncer, Dean recognized, it was the hunter Lee Webb. He looked straight at Dean and Ruby, and turns pink. Dean had to force himself not to roll his eyes. He didn't trust Lee. His Lee betrayed the hunting community. He fed innocents to a monster, including hunters. Dean killed him, not because he wanted to, because he had to.

"Ladies, gentlemen my guests are here. If you excuse me." His guests groan. They slowly leave, but not before giving him a wink or flirt back. After they leave, Ruby and Dean walk inside.

"Ruby, glad you were able to make it. Belle, my pleasure." He kisses her hand. Dean was tempted to punch him, but Ruby warned him that they were on a case. Dean gives him a tight smile.

An hour later, both Ruby and Belphagor were flirting hard with one another. Dean was sweating. The stupid outfit was hot. Plus it didn't help his hand was on her leg. He slowly tried to inch away but the demon pulled her into his arm, wrapping her in the crook. Dean had a blade in his boot, but had to play smart. No one knew he was a hunter. He knew Sam was looking for him with Michael's help. Ruby hid his soul with a ancient spell. Just as long as he didn't touch Sam he would be okay. He gestured to a passing waitress for more ice water. Not to drink, but to splash herself with it. Feeling Belphagor's breath in her ear, Dean stiffened.

"I have a room down the street. Let's get outta here. I have plenty of toys and goodies."

Oh god. More walking. No way in hell was he going to his room. He shuddered at the thought on what was there. He was going to suggest they stay behind, but when he saw who walked in the door, his blood went ice cold. Sam and Michael walked in.

Ruby must have noticed she went pale. Dean started to panic. The bar must have noticed, everyone stopped laughing. They gave Michael and Sam a wide berth. Ruby whispered something in Belphagor's ear. Belphagor whispers to Dean's.

"Play cool. Follow Ruby's lead." Then him and Ruby started kissing.

No fucking way. Dean is NOT kissing a demon. He was willing to kiss Ruby, at least she was a girl, but not Belphagor. It wouldn't have mattered she got up and sat on the other side of Dean. She whispers in his ear,

"Dean, we're going to touch and kiss you. Don't pull away. Think about your brother. Michael has him. Your Sam, not this world's Sam. Pretend your enjoying it. You're Belle, not Dean."

Seeing Sam and Michael coming closer, Dean swore to keep this to himself forever. He started kissing Ruby and rubbing her right hand on Belphagor's leg. Dean tried to hide his disgust but as a hunter, he had to make sacrifices.

"Jenna. Forgive me." He thinks.