Two-Timed (A Supernatural Short Story)

Two-Timed

Bela Talbot had accomplished her mission as she'd stolen a painting that would get her millions. She smiled in victory at her latest feat, hiding the painting in a building unoccupied and making her way to her car. She would celebrate for sure. But as she neared her car, a tall black man leaned against the driver door, waiting for her. She smirks and says one single name. Gordon Walker.

The man pushes himself off the car and nods his head. Bela stands her ground and looks to the car for her gun.

"I'm Gordon Walker and you must be Bela. I've heard so much about you. Did you know I just escaped prison and all? And also I see in your eyes, you're looking for your gun, no use though." He pulls the gun from the back of his jeans, "I have it right here." He says and points it at her.

"What do you want, Walker?" Bela asks unamused.

"Where's Sam?"

"I don't know where he is."

He doesn't believe her, "Sam Winchester's the antichrist. Didn't you know that?"

"Ooh. I'd heard something about that..." she stops as he interrupts her, "It's true." Gordon argues. She finishes her sentence, "from the Easter Bunny. Who heard it from the Tooth Fairy?"

Gordon smirks; apparently she is mocking him, finding him insane. Bela on the other hand shifts her feet and sighs.

"Where's Sam?" he tries again.

"I haven't a clue."

Gordon is now aggravated and points the gun at her forehead, "Where's Sam."

Bela relents, "You make me an offer and you'll find me highly cooperative."

"Hmm." Gordon says, "How about you tell me where they are, or I shoot you?"

She laughs, "Go ahead then. You'll never find them without me."

Gordon rethinks his strategy, "I can wrangle up about three grand. Will that work?"

Bela laughs hysterically, "I don't get out of bed for three grand."

"What do you want then?"

She looks down at his belt, notes the mojo bag that will gain her a few million and looks back up to him. "I want the mojo bag or no Sam."

"Fine." He says as he unties the bag and throws it at her. "Now do we have a deal?"

"Yes, we do." She says as she pulls out her cell phone and dials a number. She waits a moment. "Dean? It's Bela. Where are you guys?" she asks.

She nods as Dean talks on the other hand. "Good. I'll be there in a few hours." She says. She hangs up the phone and turns back saying, "We head for Boston." But stops as she realizes that Gordon's gone. "What the hell?" she says and moves closer to her car as she hears a faint hissing sound, she peers down to her front tire. It's going flat and the mojo bag is gone as well. "I'll be damned." She mutters as she gets into her car and bangs her hands on the steering wheel, mad at herself for trusting a con-hunter.