The Angels & The Demons (Dean Winchester)

Chapter 10

"Hello darling."

Bella's eyes widen with fear. She instantly knew who it was. The stories she's heard. Dean did a great job hiding her away from him and his army. But how? How would he, better yet, how did he find her?

Crowley looked down to her stomach. "I guess they were right about a new Winchester on its way."

Without hesitation she slammed the door in his face.

"Well that's not nice."

Bella ran to her bag grabbing a bottle of holy water, as soon as she spun around Crowley was standing right there.

How the hell did he get in, there was a symbol on the door and window.... Shit, the vent.

She spit in his face giving her a quick chance to open the bottle and throw it on him. Jumping over the bed she ran to the door and swung it open, quickly she ducked as Dean fired a bullet in Crowley's direction. He was already gone.

Dean ran into the room swinging the gun around ready to blow his head off. "Damn!"  He turned around and pulled her near. "Did he touch you? Are you hurt? Bella answer me!"

"Let me talk! I'm ok. We're ok." He pulled her into a deep embrace. She felt his heavy breathing inhaling and exhaling the loose strains of hair on the side of her face. She could feel his heartbeat and could almost feel the anger. Nothing upset him more then someone getting to her or Sam.

"Pack up, we gotta go."

*****

The Impala engine roared heavily down the road. Bella was finally full. She flung the empty bag of chips out the window and rolled it back up. Bella looked to Dean. "Do I have to breast feed?" She felt the car jerk and saw Dean's face burn red.

"Um, what?"

"The books say that's best for the baby. But do you have to? What if a fight breaks out and they start crying, I can't just whip a nipple out."

A small amount of silence fell among the car. "Just do what you did for your... kids."

"Deer milk? I don't own the fruit of love either, this is going to be hard Dean."

"Ok look, baby I'm sorry, alright. I don't know how to help you with, this. I never had a kid, never took care of one. (Minus Sam) This is all brand new to me too. I know you're still getting use to being a mortal and your pregnant and we're on the run and the world is coming to an end but I'm trying ok."

"I know you are Dean. I still don't understand why something like a small paper cut burns, or gas can hurt so bad. It's just a little confusing and I just don't want this baby growing up in a car or a motel." She turned to him.