DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural, even though I want to. And thank God I don't own Twilight XD

A/N: Alright, I had this idea a while ago. And I figured I'd post it up now before someone else decides to do it. After all, more and more of the Supernatural/Twilight crossovers are coming out.

Tuesday

7:20 AM

Portland, Oregon

Dean Winchester was pacing the motel room, holding a cheap cellphone to his ear. Mumbling a quick good-bye, he hung up. Glancing at the bed behind him, he noticed that Sam was still sleeping, shirtless and lying on his stomach. Which was weird, considering Sam was already up before him.

"Sammy, come on! Get up!" Dean said, shaking his shoulder.

"Wuh? What is it" he asked groggily.

"I just got a call from Bobby. He says might have a case in Forks, Washington," Dean explained, shoving his dirty laundry into a duffel bag.

"Did he say what we might be fighting?" Sam asked, dressing rapidly.

"I have no idea. He said it might be vampires, but--"

"But what, Dean?" Sam pressed.

"If its vampires, its definitley something we haven't seen before," Dean replied

Wednesday

7:00 AM

Forks, Washington

After blasting 70's rock music and nearly breaking the Impala's sound system, Dean and Sam had pulled in front of a high school parking lot. It was filled with students ready to start the school day.

"Bobby wanted us to go to a high school?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Dean said, "apparently there's this family of them that goes here. However, we have no idea how dangerous they are. But after seeing what they can do its best to be prepared."

"So we're just going to sit here until we see something suspicious?"

"I guess so. Bobby said to just wait. Then we'd see something."

They were quiet for a few minutes, staring out at the light rain. Hoping to see anything out of the ordinary. And then--

"Dude, check out that ride!" Dean cried.

Looking out the window, Sam could make out a reddish/orange old truck driving slowly into the parking lot. Some students snickered as a girl with brown hair trudged out.

"Wow, I don't even know her but I feel sorry for her," Sam said, "I mean, she looks so uncomfortable with herself yet she's so gorgeous."

"Alright, something's really fishy here," Dean exclaimed, "I'm supposed to be the one hitting on the girls and now you are? Sheesh, who are you and what have you done with Sam?"

Leaning back into the seat, Dean shut his eyes. Then, he opened them.

"Aw no, Sammy!" he said

"What?" Sam asked, having a dreamy look on his face as he stared at the girl from afar.

"You're under the Sue Spell!" Dean cried.

Suddenly, a van skidded into the parking lot, looking like it was going to crush the girl.

"I'll save you!" Same cried, sprinting out of the Impala.

"Sam!" Dean barked, slamming the car door as he chased after him.

Both of them were too late. For at that moment, an unaturally gorgeous, pale boy had jumped in front of the van. With supernatural strength, he had pushed the car away from the girl. Staring deeply into her eyes for about thirty seconds, he then dashed away without a word.

"Awww, I wanted to save you!" Sam whined, pouting.

"Who are you, anyway?" the girl asked, giving him a weird look, "God, why does everyone love me at this school? I've barely been here for a month and already I have guys drooling over me! But Edward doesn't! He's always trying to repress it and its annoying!"

"Be grateful you're still alive," Dean said, getting into her face with a fake ID "my name is Harrison Chrysler and this is my partner Ford Egle. We'd like to ask you a few questions."

"I'm gonna be late to class," the girl said, turning her back. She had barely walked to steps when she tripped over her own two feet. By natural instinct, Sam caught Bella in his arms.

"Your shampoo smells really pretty," he said, grinning like Dopey from Snow White.

"Even though this is slightly creepy, I can't help but feel that this is how a normal relationship should be!" the girl squealed.

"Just tell us your name," Dean ordered.

"It's Isabella Swan. But my friends call me Bella."

"Bella..." Sam said, as if trying to get a feel for it, "that's a very pretty name."

"Well, thank you Bella. We'll be in touch," Dean said, taking his brother by his upperarm.

Dragging him back toward the Imapla, he shoved his brother inside and sped away. Luckily, it wasn't long before Sam came to his senses.

"What just happened?" he asked, rubbing his temple.

"You just suffered from the Sue Spell. I don't know why I didn't; maybe its because I've seen enough hot girls to last a lifetime. But she wasn't even that great looking. She was one of those girls who is the klutzy-awkward cute, if there is such a thing," Dean said, gripping the steering wheel tightly, "Oh, and some freaky pale dude just put a dent into a car with one hand."

"But that's impossible. There's no way someone can do that," Sam reasoned.

"Well, I'm telling you it happened. Something weird is going on here. And we're gonna figure it out" Dean replied.