SEASON 3, EP. 6
Red Sky at Morning (FINAL PART)"You know what, you're right. I'm not gonna kill her. I think slow tortures the way to go." Dean spoke is a rough voice, glaring at the ship-in-a-bottle that he held in his hands.
They had returned to the house they were squatting in after the whole ordeal with Bela, some people more irritated than others.
Sam looked at Dean, "Dean, look, you gotta relax."
He scoffed, "relax! Oh yeah, yeah, I'll relax." He tossed the bottle somewhere, "I can't believe she got another one over on us!"
Sam looks up at him, "you two." Sam points at Dean and Beau, who was lounging on a chair.
The two of them look at him with furrowed brows, "what?"
"I...I mean, she got ... one over ... on you two, ... not me."
Dean paused for a moment, thinking what he said over, then loudly spoke once he fully realized. "Thank you! Sam. Very helpful."
Suddenly, rapid knocking came from the door, "hello? Could you open up?" The men all collectively rolled their eyes at hearing whose voice it is. Dean goes over to the door and opens it to see Bela. "Just let me explain."
Bela rushes in and sits on a chair near the trio. The three men surrounding her, Dean slightly leaned over near her, an 'I knew it' look on his face, Sam was leaning against the mantle with a serious bitchface, and Beau sat back in his chair, biting his bottom lip so he wouldn't say anything.
"I sold it. I had a buyer lined up as soon as I knew it existed."
Beau, frustrated, got up and threw his hands into his hair while Dean furiously walks around her while making a shooting motion.
Sam spoke up, "so the whole reason for us going to the charity ball was...?"
"I needed a cover," Sam nodded when she said that, "you were convenient."
"Look, you sold it to a buyer. Just go buy it back."
Bela gave him a look, basically letting them know that won't be possible, "it's halfway across the ocean. I can't get it back in time."
"In time for what?"
Bela looks down, not answering right away.
Sam's face lit up in realization, his eyes narrowing down on her, "what's going on with you, Bela? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Beau walked up, his eyes staying on her as he approaches, "she saw the ship."
You can hear Bela let out a scared sigh.
Dean gaped at that, "you what?" He looked from Beau back to Bela, "wow, you know, I – I knew you were an immoral thieving con artist bitch, but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower—"
Bela furrowed her eyebrows, "what are you talking about?"
Sam walked to the table and took something, "we figured out the spirit's motive." He shows Bela a photograph, "this is the captain of our ship. The one who hung our ghost boy."

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