AN: Hello guys. I have decided to do Sam and maybe Dean's POV this chapter, leading up to Bella's phone call

Chapter 2: Bella

Sam POV (This is right before the call)

I closed the door, taking a swig of beer as I went. This case was simple, well it was supposed to be if Castiel hadn't informed us of Bella Swan's purpose in our lives..or lack of thereof.

"We're not bringing her along. A girl like her doesn't belong in this life." Dean was arguing with Cas, his pacing having no effect on the angel. "Dean. God has made it so." I scoffed and laughed. "Really? I will humor you here. Why? Once this case is done, she will have no reason to come along. No demons after her, or Lucifer sniffing around a town like Forks. It's a simple shapeshifter case, we just have to find him. I still think this has to do with that Mike guy man."

Castiel shook his head and stalked up to me. I moved back towards the bed, but his fingers reached my temple. All I saw was blackness, till I saw fire and heard screaming. I could see Bella in the flames burning as a result of our leaving. The image changed to what was I guess the beginning of her life. Spent with her mom and visits with her dad, until she moved to Forks a year ago. After a while, things became fuzzy, moving at lightning speed, only seeing pale figures. What are those? Bella was clear though, her hand wrapped around a blurry figure.

The image shifted again and this time everything was clear. Bella was standing in between Dean and I with Castiel on her left. Her hands were on our forearms with Castiel's hand on her shoulder. The image blurred again like last time, the same pale figures from before, except like a video. Images flashed and I could see Bella traveling with us. Sometimes in the images she had what looked to be a wedding ring on her finger.

I saw her growing pregnant with a hand on her stomach, no face to the hand which was blurry, yet clear. Everything zipped back into one place as Castiel removed his hands. I shook my head sitting down. "What were those pale figures?" I didn't understand them. They felt cold and dangerous.

"That is her story to tell." I rolled my eyes and leaned on the bed, feeling tired. I hated when he did that. "What did you show him?" Dean looked between us and I caught the look Castiel threw at me. "Her life. All I know is, she's meant to do this. If not, she burns." That was what I didn't get. "Why was she on fire?" Castiel sits down and stares at us both.

"Hell. She loses everything in a span of one night and goes in search of a crossroads demon, although that is not what she is looking for. She makes a deal, two years from now to be exact, and sells her soul. That is the fire Sam."

We sat in silence for a moment. "Why is her life suddenly going to mix with ours? What if we didn't come here? Can't you pull her out like you did me?" Dean asked, and I was curious too. Castiel shook his head again and leaned back. "If you didn't come here, 2 months from now, your paths would have crossed. She's a victim of a ghost haunting. She moves from home after losing everything, only to end up in a house haunted by a butcher. I can't intervene because she's meant to be here, there's no reason to." This was just beyond weird. "Why are we just meeting her now, and when you say everything, what do you mean?" I asked yawning.

"That is her story to tell. She ended up in Forks because God wanted our paths to cross." Dean scoffed and mumbled something. I leaned back, closing my eyes. "We'll head over there in the morning." I muttered, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was a goner.

Dean POV

The brightness of my screen woke me and I noticed the unfamiliar number. I was going to ignore it until I figured it could be something important. Sliding my finger, I held the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I asked. This better be important. "Dean?" I sat up straighter, my eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness. "Bella?" I could hear her breathing heavy as if she was running. "Bella. What's going on? Are you alright?" I couldn't hear much except for a lot of static. I hopped out of bed, pulling on my pants while waking up Sam. "It's Bella. Take the phone." I tossed the phone in his direction as he slipped on his shoes, already following me out of the motel room.

I started up my baby and I could hear Sam trying to soothe Bella. "Bella. Where are you?" He nodded to himself and pointed to the trees. Even I could hear the scream and I pushed on the gas pedal. "I lost her. He's there, I could hear him. Why Bella though? He could have just killed her like Angela." I shrugged and started to entertain the idea that maybe Bella really belonged in our world. "Do you think Cas is right? Is this all some twisted sick game of fate?" Sam looked out the window for a moment before turning to me. "When has he ever been wrong?"

Bella POV

"Boo." I screamed and took off running. The trees whipped past me, stinging me in the process. A hand grasped around my neck and lifted me up in the air. I looked down to see Mike grinning up at me. Suddenly, I was flying backwards and I just knew I was going to hit a tree. I was surprised to land in a pair of arms. I looked up to see a man in his late late 30s with dark hair and blue eyes. He looked to be wearing a trench coat. He gazed down at me and I felt like his eyes were piercing into my soul. "Get behind me." His voice was rough and held room for no argument. He put me down and I scurried behind him, trying to peek around. It was futile as the sky was getting dark. I looked behind me as I heard a twig snap. Instinctively, I grabbed the back of the strangers coat trying to will my eyes to see in the dark. A bright light flashed directing my attention back to this stranger which was the source of the light. I let go of his jacket, backing away slowly. He turned back to me, his eyes bright. "Bella. Run." My eyes widened and I turned around quickly, running back to what I hope was home.

I screamed again as I ran into a body. "Bella! It's Sam. Calm down." I breathed heavily and took a few deep breaths. "Are you alright?" I couldn't see his face, but I could hear the concern in his voice. "Yes. It's Mike. He- and this man!" I could hear Dean's voice close to my left and realized he was standing next to me. A flashlight flicked on and both of their faces were in view. "A man?" They looked at each other and then me. "What did he have on?" "A trench coat." I answered. "Cas." Dean whispered. "Sam take her home. Get her inside. I think we're dealing with multiple's here." Sam took my hand and started leading me down a trail. "Stay with her?" He called out. I didn't hear a reply, but I guess Sam understood.

I ran into my back door and Sam was right behind me as he locked up the door. "Bella go upstairs and make sure everything is locked, including windows." I did as he was told. Charlie's was the first room I entered, quickly making sure the window was down and tight. The bathroom was my next stop which was too closed and locked. My window was another story. It was up a few inches and in the window sill was a letter addressed to me. My heart hammered in my chest at the neat handwriting that graced the paper. It could only be one person. I walked over to my window sill grabbing the letter with my shaking hands. Opening it, I have never been more terrified in my life. The letter didn't say much, but it said enough.

My Dear Bella,

You've been a very lucky girl. I'm surprised really, without The Cullen's around.

I can just imagine you shaking in your pants right now. I'm coming for you Bella.

The catch? Anytime I please.

xoxo Victoria

I jumped as Sam slammed down my window. "I told you to...are you okay?" I think I was too in shock to say anything. I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water. Suddenly, I was pushed to the side as Sam drew a gun at my doorway. I watched in fear as a woman smiled and gave me a wave. I grimaced and jumped as Sam was thrown into my closet, breaking my doors. His gun slid on the floor in my general direction. I quickly grabbed the gun and aimed it at her. I took a shot aiming at her chest. "Who are you?" I asked backing up. The woman laughed and stalked towards me. "Back up. I'm warning you." My legs met my bed and the woman smirked at me. I shot her in the chest, which only seemed to slow her down. She frowned and snarled at me. "I really hate being shot." She ran towards me and I shot her again in the heart I think as she fell to the floor with a thud.

I breathed deeply as I looked at the woman and then the gun. I just shot someone. I went to Sam's side and rolled him over to see him knocked out. I heard the banging of a door and then heard it being kicked open. I shut my room door and hid behind it, trying to control my breathing. Heavy footsteps followed up the stairs and my door swung open. I moved cocking the gun, only to end up barrel to nose with Dean himself.

"It's just me. What happened?" Dean surveyed my room, eyeing the woman and making his way over to Sam. "She flung him into the wall and I shot her a few times." I shrugged putting the gun on my night stand. "What's going on? Is it over?" I asked. Dean was in the process of helping Sam who was slowly coming to. "Who's Victoria?" I turned quickly, placing a hand on my heart as the man from the woods was standing in my room. "How-? How did you get in here?" I looked at Sam and Dean and Dean inclined his head towards the stranger. "Bella meet Castiel, an angel. Cas meet Bella." He looked at me for a moment and walked forward where we were almost face to face. "Cas. Personal space." Dean snapped. "Sorry. I'm just figuring out this whole human thing." I looked between the three of then in confusion. "Who is Victoria? It's here in this letter." I took the letter from his hands, tearing it into pieces.

"A vampire out to kill me." I whispered. I then told them a brief history of my time with The Cullens and Victoria's reason for hunting me. "You're a weird chick." Dean commented. "Yeah, but that's over now." For some reason, I was angry with them for leaving me here. They said I was like family only to end up alone with a psycho vampire after me. "I don't miss them, but they left me here alone to fend off Victoria. Some family I guess huh?" The room was silent for a minute until everyone seemed to get their bearings. I walked the two outside, confused as I realized the angel wasn't around. "Where's your friend?" I asked looking back at my house. "He disappears a lot. It's a thing he does." I watched as they leaned against their car and I leaned against my truck. I felt like there was more that needed to be said. "So what happens now? Where will you go?" I asked gazing at the both of them. "Wherever we're needed. We travel." Sam spoke up giving me a small smile. "You're always on the road?" Maybe I could do that too. Victoria won't know where I am all of the time. "Yeah, pretty much." Dean answered. "Can I tag along? At least for a little while? I won't be in your way. I might find something interesting and live somewhere else. Victoria can't catch me so easily if I'm bouncing around from place to place."

The two looked at each other and Dean walked up to me, his face serious. "Bella this is dangerous. You can get hurt, and sometimes you may need to tag along. This life isn't pretty. It's not stable and luxurious. We kill people and monsters, it's violent. People are after us and if you're with us, they're after you too. Can you handle that?" Is this worth it? I'll be throwing my life into the line of fire once again, but Charlie and my friends will be safe. That's better than nothing. "Yes." I answered. Dean stared at me for another moment before nodding. "Go pack. We need to leave before your dad gets in. He will find it strange leaving with us." I nodded understanding. I had to think of something that wouldn't be suspicious

After packing plenty of clothing as I could fit, I wrote a note on the fridge explaining that Angela's death took its toll and that I've decided to do some searching for myself. I told him I'll keep in touch with him every few weeks and to not worry. I also told him he could sell my truck as I would be taking a taxi. Leaving my key on the table, I walked out the door, locking it from the inside. Dean took my bag and threw it in the trunk as I slid in the back seat, pulling my seat belt on. Dean started the car and I watched my house get smaller and smaller. This was the right thing to do. Turning, I was startled by Castiel suddenly appearing next to me. "Jesus. Can you make noise?" I asked staring at him. He was a very weird angel. "So he does this too? Just pop in and out of no where?" Dean nodded. Sam turned and smiled at us. "You'll get used to it. He does it just to freak you out." Castiel scoffed and turned to me. " I do not. Do you humans always react like this?" I raised my brows in mock offense. "Well, I didn't know us humans were so jumpy. Excuse me for thinking that you angels are a normal day occurrence." Castiel cocked his head to the side in confusion and turned back to Dean and Sam.

"I think I agitated her."

AN: Well that is chapter 2. Until next time.