A/N: Ok so I was at work and I had a thought about this story. I thought Mandy would LOVE this mashup! So here ya go Mandy. Enjoy. =)

Prologue

The sharp sound of a bullet piercing metal echoed in the blackness of the night. 'Shit did I get it?' Dean yelled recocking his pistol as he crossed one foot over the other making his way to the barn door his bullet connected with.

'I think you missed it.' Sam said rolling his eyes as he loaded his shot gun.

'Alright hot shot, you get it then.' Dean said relaxing his stance and leaning against the barn door frame. Sam made a face as he put the shotgun into place, eyeing his target he nodded to his brother. Dean kicked the barn doors open and Sam fired. A scream of pain mixed with the dripping sound of sand exploded from the barn as fragments of their prey reveled. 'See, got em.' Sam said.

'Yeah, yeah.' Dean said slipping his pistol back into the waist of his jeans. 'Messy little sucker aint he.'

'Tribal warriors usually are.'

'Ah, time for some much needed R&R.' Dean said brushing himself off as he made his way back to his pride and joy; a 1967 impala.

'You know Dean I've been reading about this vampire coven.' Sam started.

'No, Sam. No.'

'It's in Forks, we were headed to Seattle anyhow.'

'Where the fuck is Forks?' Dean asked making a face as he gunned the engine.

'Washington, a little no-where town.'

'I'll say.'

'Look.' Sam pulled out a printed copy of the Forks Times from his bag. 'Strange disappearances, murders, giant wolves.'

'I thought you said Vampires?'

'I did, there is something fishy going on in Forks Dean. It would be irresponsible of us not to check it out.'

'What's her name?'

'What are you talking about?'

'The girl, there is always a girl Sammy.' Sam said nothing; he stared out the window watching the night pass. Dean laughed to himself and pushed the gas charging the Impala deeper into the blackness. After a quarter mile Dean flipped the radio on, letting the sounds of old rock and roll fill the car two octaves lower than Deans singing.

'Must you.' Sam said getting comfortable.

'Whatser name Sam?'

'You're still on that?'

'Name.'

'Why does there always have to be a girl?

'Name?' Dean sang, tormenting his brother.

'Bella. Alright, her name is Bella Swan.'