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onsilksheets | 3x12 "just in bello" au | dean's busted by the fbi so sam's gotta make bela pay.

[ sam leaves dean in the hotel room, wanting to return to the impala to find his phone. his pockets were empty - and so were dean's - and he couldn't seem to really focus on the situation at hand with it lost. just like dean always had to have the keys to the impala, sam always had to have his phone.

walking down the hallway of the hotel, he finds himself walking past some men dressed up as the fbi. he does a double take, walking backwards slowly as he watches them disappear -

- into the room dean is in. sam hurries down to the impala. when he gets there, he realises he should've went the other way, back to dean. but what use is that if he walks straight into the lion's den when he can help his brother out without being locked up behind bars?

he unlocks the impala, slides in, and keeps the entire beast in the dark. if they don't see him, the better. he finds his phone wedged underneath the passenger seat. he doesn't move for what feels like a lifetime, waiting to see if dean's okay. he knows those men were there for them. despite the type of people who he knew hung out in dumps like this, he knew that this had to be a trap. bela's name was written all over it.

he watches as they escort dean out. he sees his brother giving the car a pointed look. sam wants to hop out and stop them, but he knows that if the fbi don't kick his ass, dean will.

dean's left him a message. bbitch blea. it's not his best work, but dean's never been one to be technologically smart. sam's the one who can type without looking - and, better yet, in secret. it makes him think that they should be switched; dean should be out here, ready to kick bela's ass, and he should be in there, with his phone.

sam isn't even sure why he has her number. for all he knows, it's a dummy one - or she's deleted the number entirely - but he texts it. he's too angry to even consider calling her. ]

you did this. you're going to fix it.

[ and off he goes, driving to god knows where. patience has never been a winchester trait. ]

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[ sam doesn't trust bela's definition of a 'record wiped clean', but that's something he'll have to address later. the winchesters with friends? bobby would laugh.

sam feels like this is an impossible request. ]

You do know we're not exactly what you'd call popular, right?

I can't stop a hunter who you've pissed off when he's pissed at us.

[ that kind of immunity he can't grant, even if he tries his damn hardest. he knows he's a target for a lot of hunter hate, after releasing the demons from hell and being a demon himself. dean might be blind to it but sam knows he's different and not in a good way, either. ]

Oh, I'm sure not all the hunters you know are pissed off at you.

[except Gordon. who was dead now. bela had heard the stories about sam and how he was going to bring about the end of the world; she thought it was a pile of crap. not that she expected sam to tell her anything about that in the first place.]

And for the record, the only hunter I've pissed off is Gordon. He's not my problem anymore as you're well aware.

[ they're just jealous of sam and his awesome hair, okay, bela. especially gordon.

sam thinks it too. the only thing they have in common besides being annoyed by dean.

at the mention of gordon, sam tenses. he might be a good actor for strangers, but bela really isn't one. she knows things about them and she most likely knows about gordon's vendetta against him. it makes him feel somewhat guilty for not being able to help the other man understand that he wasn't some sort of animal. ]

You should add Dean to the list. [ mumble grumble. ]

I don't hold much pull with the hunters. But, it doesn't mean I'm completely heartless. [ he's got his serious business face on. ] I can't guarantee one hundred percent immunity, Bela. That's wishful thinking.

Fine, I suppose having complete immunity was a bit of a stretch. You and your brother are much more concerning than any of those other hunters.

[She's more than aware that she has pissed Dean off but Bela didn't want to point that out or draw a lot of attention to it.]

Your terms are agreeable, Sam. I'll get Dean out of jail and you let me have the Colt. But it's late, so we're not going to get much done now.

[ she's got a point. and he knows dean would feel all superior i knowing they're the most concerning hunters around, but sam doesn't like having the spotlight placed on them. ]

How will I know you'll get him out as soon as it's morning? I'm not giving you the Colt until I know he's safe.

[ sorry, bela, sam likes to read the fine print. ]

If you're really worried about me running off without helping Dean, maybe you should come along with me at the station.

[she was willing to play fair after all.]

I'd recommend remaining close to me tonight, but I'm worried about tarnishing my reputation.

[It's a little dig at him.]

[ oh my god why are you attacking puppy winchester? he is so innocent and cuddly. sam is just linefacing and deadpans: ] I'll walk five steps behind you.

[ end linefacing. he's curious. where's she going to go? what does this station entail? why does his entire life suck? ]

Where are you planning to go?

I'll have to get a hotel room somewhere. I'm not sleeping in my car.

[as lovely as her car was, it wouldn't be the most comfortable thing to sleep in.]

Though the chances of finding a half-decent one around here are slim to none.

So you're going to another town just so you can have a decent hotel room to sleep in for one night.

[ his eyebrow's cocked. he feels like he's speaking to dean, who never makes sense with his half-brained plans. sorry for judging you, bela, but he's got to judge someone at least once a day. since dean isn't here ... ]

[she just gives him a look.]

No, I'm not. Despite the inconvenience of sleeping in a crappy hotel room, I don't wish to drive too far. Around here will have to do.

Crappy hotel rooms be damned?

[ oh, hey, he's trying to be a comedian. he should probably stop that before he gets shot again. so, he wipes that smirk off his face. ]

I may know a place. It's not quite your standards, but it's cheap to get two separate rooms that aren't infested with bed bugs.

As long as it's better than that place you were squatting in a while ago.

[ so picky, bela. 8( ] It's not the Hilton.

[ ... hey! unless she's saying she's been in the room of their hotel room - the one where sam last saw dean - then that might mean she's been keeping tabs on them. sam's just going to let his ego inflate silently. ] Been checking up on me?

Unfortunately not.

[their choices in places to stay was horrendous and bela was appalled that they would even consider it. at least she had class.]

Of course. I have to keep on eye on those who I have an interest in.

there's no way i'm giving up;

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