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Bela tilted her head for a little bit, a devilish smile growing on her lips and she took a few steps towards Dean. "Long time no see and so many things have changed," she spoke, her eyes wandering around his body. "But you still look the same."

With shaking hands she had written a short note on a piece of notebook paper. A note telling him she loved him and always would, but that she had to go. Sorry scribbled six or seven different times would never come close to the pain she felt taking off the beautiful ring he had given her.  He deserved better. He deserved human.  She laid it on their bed side table.  He would be back from a hunt and she wanted to be gone by then. 

That had been over a year ago.  It hadn't gotten easier for her. First she went to Pawley's Island, South Carolina.  Thinking the ocean would heal her heart. After a couple months she gave up hope and moved to the historical solace of St. Augustine, Florida where she stayed almost six months. For the past five months she had called Dalton, New Hampshire home.  A job in a small bookstore, a little yellow house, she thought she had found a way to maybe find happiness again.  She had flown under the radar as best she could.  Of course her powers were out of whack along with her emotions.  Two weeks ago walking by the elementary school after work one night, the monkey bars had fallen over. A month ago an AC unit on a church had blown up.  This week she had caused some sort of tidal wave across a neighbors pool.  She knew she probably would have to move on soon.  She had gotten the number of a realtor and planned to call in a week or so.

She wasted no time at all. The second her eyes popped open on Christmas morning Beatrice reached down under the bed, where she had stashed Dean's present.  He wasn't easy to shop for but she felt confident he would love the keychain she had made for him.