The Angels & The Demons (Dean Winchester)

Chapter 11

Bella jumped up wrapping her legs around his waist. He pressed her against the wall as they craved each other. It was almost as if he was starving. He nibbled her tender skin from her neck trailing down to her nipple. He felt as if he could get drunk off her scent and addicted off her skin. They're tongues danced with the salty taste of sweat mixing. He carried her to the bed and she fell back. She watched him unbuckle his pants and drop them in a heartbeat. His boxers dropped to the floor the same time as her soaked thong. He gently leaned over her body as they caught lips. She was too hungry for this and couldn't hold back anymore. She helped guide him in, but a loud scream rung through the cold tiled hallways of the bunker.

"Not it."

Dean cursed under his breath and threw on his jeans before leaving the room. He went across the hall and pushed open the door. Dean walked over to the screaming terror, leaning over he looked into the small white crib.

"Hey, uh, your mother and I are trying to make up for lost times, you wanna keep it down?"

The bright green eyes looked back at him with a curled smile. The little curly patch of brown hair complimented the light tan skin like his mother. Dean couldn't help but smile at the little creation that looked like him. A kid of his own to raise a better life then his parents did for him and Sam.

Dean leaned over and gave the baby back his pacifier. With a strong grip the baby grabbed his finger and pulled him closer. He can never forget that the mother of his child wasn't 'normal'. Grandpa Zeus paid a visit and granted his grandchild immortality to make up for his mothers new mortality. Dean smiled before trying to pull away. No, he wasn't going anywhere.

"Dean is he ok?" Bella yelled from the other room.

Dean held his arm and tried to retrieve it from the strong little, "Yea... he's fine! Let go."

With a heart melting giggle the child let go making Dean fly back. "Your mother got you next time." Dean left the room with the door swinging closed behind him.

Bella was kneeled on the bed draped in his plaid shirt. He couldn't help but stare at her nipples peering from behind the thin material. "Where did we leave off?"

Oh yea, he was loving this. Just before he could finish the heat of the moment a knock at the door interrupted.

"What the hell!" Dean aggressively swung the door open. 'You better be dying, found Abaddon, translated the second tab,"

"We found Crowley!" Kevin cut him off.

Dean's eyes widen. He threw clothes on and left Bella half naked on the bed. Jerk.

Dean ran to the main table where Sam and Kevin sat.

"He called and said he wants to make a deal."

"Bullshit." Dean replied to Sam. "What does he want?"

Kevin pulled a bag over to Dean as he sat down. "He wants the tablet."

"In exchange for?" Dean said looking to Sam.

"He said he'd call back." Same replied.

*****

Bella turned off the water and dipped her fingers in the warm bath. With a smile she left the bathroom to the nursery. "Little boy it's time for a bath."

Bella looked in the crib. An empty crib. She made a face before heading to the main room. The men sketched out a plan as she searched the whole room. Where can a baby go? Well let's rethink that. Where can the baby of a hunter and an ex-goddess go?

"Dean, where's the baby?"

Dean turned around to face her. "Should be in his room."

Without hesitation Bella ran back to their rooms. She tore up the nursery, her and Deans room, even Sam and Kevin's room. No where. Nothing. Not even a giggle. An object turned over from his mighty little power. Oh Gods. She was pass the panic stage. Everything moved out of her reach as she tried to make her way back to where the men were. Before she could choke out a word to Dean she watched him flip a chair and throw everything off the table. She couldn't grasp what was going out. Too distort about what's going on. Her son is gone. They're son is gone. And all Dean could do was throw shit around.

Dean turned around, only if it was possible to explain the amount of anger in Deans bright green eyes had not turn to red rage. Sam ran to Bella and held her steady. She couldn't hear a word he was saying. She was too busy watching Dean storm out the bunker and Kevin trying to picking up everything. She finally turned to Sam. It was as if he was mouthing words. Eventually the struggle of focusing came in and she was beginning to listen to him. 'Blah blah blah' soon turned into little bits of words. Words she didn't want to hear. Words that made her understand Deans rage.

"Crowley has the baby."

And with that final comment, blackness.

Kevin was kneeled on the floor next to Bella trying to wake her up. Wouldn't you pass out if the King of Hell stole your baby?