"What in hell would possess you to do that?" Bella glared, fists on hips, she stood up aggressively, only to be pulled back down to the sofa by Dean. "Aww, don't bitch yet, Bells," Dean complained. "Yeah, Charlie must have some acceptable reason to let the redhead live," Sam soothed.

"Like him not knowing her hunting me?" she seethed. Dean considered that a moment.

"I didn't know!" Charlie raised his hands defensively. "Of course you don't," Bella rolled her eyes impatiently. "I didn't tell you 'cause you'd flip out."

"You're flipping out right now," Sam pointed out. "Shut it Winchester," Bella threw back at him.

Sam shrunk back slightly, cowering in his seat on the couch. Only Bella had the power and authority to scare the Winchester boys. Only Bella.

"Anyway, if it's not her, then who could it be?" Bella wondered. "I know Victoria. Got that really high, girly voice. Wouldn't feed on a human," Charlie piped up. "At least anymore," he amended at the trio's sharp glance.

"No wonder she stopped tracking us," Bella sighed. "Yeah, you probably scared her off," Dean grinned. Bella grinned back. She could be a little terror if she wanted.

"Who could this be?" Charlie mused. "I've got my hands full at the station because of these damned murders, and the pack at La Push's swelling so fast I don't even know half of them anymore," he snorted.

"Pack?" Sam asked in surprise, his jaw popping open slightly. Bella and Charlie nodded. "Yep, shape shifters. They shift when there's a cold one around," Bella said absentmindedly, twirling a brown lock around one slim finger.

Dean whistled lowly. "You, Bella, redefine the meaning of 'danger magnet'. It's a supernatural hicktown, and you're not even around!" he hooted. "Don't call Forks a hicktown, boy, or I'll throw you in a cell overnight," Charlie warned, but he grinned.

"You want beers?" Charlie grunted, heaving himself up. "Yes," the three of them of piped up. "Not for you Bella. I may have accepted what you do now, but that don't mean I love it. Coke for you," Charlie admonished.

Dean and Sam snorted. "At least he doesn't see you in hunts," Sam muttered to Bella. "It's terrifyingly wicked."

Dean shook his head. "Terrifyingly hot, you mean," and with a wolfy grin, he pounced on Bella, eyebrows twitching madly.

She shrieked and laughed, pushing Dean's tickling hands away from her, just as the front door burst open and 4 blurs of white speeded in.

"Bella!" one of them cried.

Bella's head whipped around so fast Dean got a mouthful of soft brown and conditioned locks.

"No," she hissed.

Four vampires stood in his living room, his daughter was spitting fire, and her two companions stood around her protectively, and Charlie seriously contemplated his position in life at that moment.

"Step away from her," Edward growled menacingly, sinking into a crouch and exposing sharp teeth.

"How about you step away you filthy bloodsucker," Dean spat angrily as Sam narrowed his eyes at the vampires and muttered, "Goddamn vampires." Bella stayed silent, sandwiched between the brothers, quiet as her eyes spewed hazel fire.

"Bella, get away from the bad men quick!" Alice cried, spreading her arms, clearly expecting Bella to jump into her embrace.

Bella scoffed. "How about..." she pretended to consider. "No," she grinned sarcastically.

She turned to the brothers. "Bad men, huh? They do look like hobos," she grinned wider. Dean and Sam let out annoyed huffs. "We couldn't give one shit," Dean mumbled under his breath.

"Love, don't complicate the situation!" Edward ordered. "Stay put, and we'll save you."

Bella burst into laughter, turning to hide her face into Sam's plaid chest.

"Oh that was golden!" she laughed, tears leaking out of her eyes. "Save me! A bunch of vamps! God, I haven't laughed this much since Florida!"

Edward, Emmett, Jasper and Alice narrowed their gold eyes. "This isn't a laughing matter," Emmett grumbled, low and deep in his chest.

"It is!" she howled. "It's fucking hilarious!"

The vampires recoiled at the swear. Charlie tutted. "Bells, language," he reprimanded.

"Sorry Dad," she grinned.

He rolled his eyes.

The Cullens looked shocked. "Charlie, what's going on?" Jasper cocked his head to the side, trying to simultaneously to lure Bella to their side and calming the incensed men surrounding her down.

"Intruders in my damn house, that's what," Charlie grumbled. "Wait! They might know!" Bella cried, jumping up, restrained by Dean.

"Know what, love? And stop touching her like that you bastard!" Edward hissed. "The vampires rampaging around Forks," she panted, squirming between the two brothers. "No," Dean said with a tone of finality. "Not letting you near them," Sam glared at the vampires.

"The Volturi's little newborns," Alice spat. "An army, trying to force our coven out of Forks, and into joining their guard."

"Making our lives miserable until we agree," Emmett rumbled, angry and annoyed.

Bella sighed. "False alarm then. We can go back now."

Dean and Sam fractionally relaxed.

Edward took the opportunity to run at vampire speed and snatch Bella from between the two with a victorious, "Ha!"

Bella started screaming. "No! Put me down! GODDAMNED VAMPIRE, I SAID PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!" She slammed her fists ineffectually at his back, and in his surprise, Edward loosened his grip.

She let out an angry cry. "Get me out of here!" she demanded of the brothers, wiggling around. Edward nodded at his siblings, and sped out of the house, four blurs of white and flying chestnut curls.

"GODDAMN IT!" they could hear her irritated howl in the distance. Dean cussed. "Sammy! We have to go, now!"

"Yeah, we gotta save your girlfriend!" Sam piped up.

"Shut your mouth!" Dean hissed.

"HEY WINCHESTER DID YOUR BROTHER JUST SAY GIRLFRIEND? DEAN IF YOU'RE SCREWING WITH HER I'LL-" Charlie shouted, grabbing Dean by the collar and shaking him around, taking great satisfaction in the action.

"We're not a fucking couple!" Dean said defensively.

"You better not be," Charlie snarled. "I'll send you to Hell myself!"

"We have to save your daughter, Charlie!" Sam interrupted. "Shake Dean around later!"

"Don't worry about her, boys. The Cullens love her too much to hurt her," Charlie appeased both harried men. "They better or I'll rip 'em apart," Dean growled.

"But still," Sam fretted. "I have a bad feeling about this."