"I Wish I Never Left"

Chapter 3: A Shortened Reunion

A/N: Okay, so it took me longer than I would have liked but because of the wait (and suspense) I wanted to give you a longer chapter. A lot of this chapter is just conversation but it's simple to follow when it's only two people. But I did add some background stuff to it so hopefully your questions were answered. Thank you to all those that reviewed my story. It was a great result and I'm super excited that you all enjoy this. Anyways, Enjoy!


Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Twilight. They belong to their respective owners (I thank them for creating them in the first place).

There are quotes from New Moon in the final segment and quotes from a Supernatural episode (I'll state which one at the end, so I don't give it away)


Summary: SPN/Twi Crossover. Bella wishes she never came to Forks. She wishes she never met them, she wishes she never left them… SPN (Season1), Twilight (New Moon)


Bella's POV

I opened the door to a tall, muscular man with short, dirty blonde hair, wearing a pair of worn out jeans, with a black shirt under a green one. He was sporting his worn out leather jacket with his black combat boots and an amulet around his neck. I looked up to his face and saw it was covered with worry as his hazel green eyes glared at me as if he's expecting the worst to happen. I instantly hugged him, burying my face into his chest and started tearing up again, getting his shirt wet. He wrapped his arms around me tightly without hesitation.

"Shh, Bella. Everything's going to be okay." He tried to calm me down by rubbing my back. I was tearing up still, my vision almost blurry.

"I can't take it anymore Dean. I can't take it!" My voice was a little shaky so it wasn't much of a yell and I was talking into his shirt. I hadn't realized that Dean had slowly moved us inside until he shut the door.

"Bells, what's wrong? I haven't seen you this upset in the longest time." Dean whispered in my ear with a very concerned tone, one I haven't heard in a long time.

"They….le-left me! They both…le-left me! They…..pr-promised…..they…..w-wouldn't." I wasn't shouting but my voice became a stuttering whisper once I started tearing up more. Dean had his chin on my forehead and kissed it as he continued to rub my back to stop me from crying. Dean Winchester wasn't much of the emotional sharing type of person, that was usually Sam's department but with me it was different, he was always there for me.

"Who left Bella? Who?"

"Edward left…..J-Jacob wants nothing to do with me."

"What? That's crazy Bells, everyone wants you." Dean paused before he whispered on. "I still want you…" I looked up at him with some of the tears stopping and could see the seriousness in his hazel eyes.

"I can rip their lungs out for you if you want?" Dean's attempt at lightening the mood put a small smile on my face.

"There's that smile I've missed so much." Dean wiped the tears from my cheeks as my smile got bigger.

"I've missed you a lot, Dean." I cleared my throat as I stopped crying.

"I've missed you too, Bells. Life on the road isn't the same without you."

"I'm sorry Dean." I paused before continuing as I wiped away the tears that Dean missed. "It just got too dangerous on some of the hunts that…..I was afraid that I was putting you in danger since you were worried about protecting me. I didn't want to, but I forced myself back here." I never wanted to leave Dean but when he almost died trying to save me from a hunt, I couldn't do that to him. His mind should be 100% focused on the hunt and not on protecting me, even if I could handle myself or not.

"Bells, I'll always protect you. Don't ever forget that." Dean wiped the remaining tears away from my face as his signature smirk emerged from his face.

"Good to know. God, I missed you." I buried my face into Dean's chest again and squeezed my arms tightly around his waist "I feel better already." Dean gave a little chuckle. I did feel better, with Dean in my presence I always had. I was still in his arms and I never felt safer in anyone else's arms.

Dean and I have a history together and I remember having the hugest crush on him when growing up. I never had the usual brother/sister relationship with Dean, I have that with Sam but with Dean it was always different, more exciting and spontaneous. Dean treated me different, it was refreshing and it's been awhile since I've been in his arms and I've realized I've never felt anything like it before, the warmth and caring aura that engulfed me was something I only got from Dean. It was comforting, safe and loving, as if I never left.

"Where's Sam?"

"Back in Seattle. He's doing some research on our next hunt."

"Oh, he's back with you then? I'm sorry I called then." I had an embarrass look on my face and was now looking at the floor as I pulled out of our hug.

"Don't be Bella. Remember, I'll always come when you call." Dean had his hands on my shoulders as he tried to get me to look at him.

"Can I come with you, Dean?" I was looking up into his eyes now. "Please Dean? I can't stay here anymore, not now at least." Dean looked at me as if he was debating on whether to bring me.

"Are you sure? What about Charlie?"

"I don't want him to see me like this. He's been through a lot because of me." I now looked and felt guilty for what I put Charlie through. I really did have to leave, even for the smallest amount of time, to spare Charlie's worries about my emotional state.

"Okay Bella. You can come. Maybe I can cheer you up too while we're on the case."

"Thanks Dean."

"Go up and pack some things. Bring a week's worth of clothes at most. I don't know how long the hunt will be."

"Okay, hopefully it's long enough." I gave Dean a little smile before heading on up to pack and I saw him walk into the kitchen.

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I was packing the majority of my clothes that were actually durable during a hunt and stuffed it in my duffel bag. It has been awhile since I was on a hunt but I knew my skills weren't rusty, kind of like riding a bike, you can never really loose that hunter instinct. I packed my necessities and then decided on writing Charlie a note. I was walking downstairs with my duffel in hand and saw Dean waiting for me at the door.

"So where are we going once we meet up with Sam?"

"I believe it's in Wisconsin, but Sammy will confirm it once we get there. Do you have everything?"

"Yup, I believe so." I headed to the kitchen to place the note on the table where Charlie would notice it.

"What's that?"

"Wrote Charlie a note because if I called then he might stop me and I want to go."

"Ok, as long as it didn't mention the usual stuff." Dean gave me a smirk as I rolled my eyes at him. I wasn't stupid, and I wasn't going to worry Charlie even more.

"It just says that I'm hanging with some friends for Spring Break and will call when I have more details."

"Alright." Dean motioned me to a stop and took something out of his pocket. "Here, wear this, it's for your protection." Dean handed me an amulet that was similar to his.

"Thanks Dean." I placed the amulet over my head and it fit perfectly, "How's that?"

"Perfect. Shall we go?"

"Let's hit the road."

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The ride to Seattle was silent at first except for Dean's AC/DC music blasting from the Impala. I love the music but at times, Dean can have it so loud that it does get annoying, but it did get my mind off of things. I just stared out the window watching the scenery blur by as Dean tried to make me laugh and forget about my problems, it worked for the most part.

Dean started talking about the past two years and how the hunts have been while I was back at Forks and while Sam was at Stanford. Apparently John Winchester, Dean's father, has gone missing and that the Yellow-Eye Demon killed Sam's girlfriend which caused Sam to join back into hunting to kill that evil son-of-a-bitch that started this whole thing. I got into this supernatural battle through my Uncle Bobby, who saved me from one of those evil creatures when I was younger and I met the Winchesters because of it. I would spend lots of time with the boys when they were dropped off with Uncle Bobby, when John had a job. I wanted to be like Sam & Dean so I learned how to hunt too, I'm still a klutz but I'm less of a klutz because of the training. I never wanted to leave Dean after Sam went to Stanford but it does make me wonder, how much my life would have changed if I had stayed with Dean and continue hunting?

"Bella?" Dean snapped me out of my thoughts and I looked in his direction.

"Yeah?"

"You okay? You've been quiet for awhile now."

"I'm fine."

"Bella." Dean could somehow always know when I was lying to him.

"I'm fine Dean."

"Alright but when you're ready to vent or talk, I'm here to listen." Dean offered in a sincere voice.

"I know."

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"We're almost at the motel, you want to grab some food to bring back?"

"Sure but what if Sam ate already?"

"Knowing Sammy, he's probably been stuck in the books all day."

"If you say so, so where do you want to get some food?"

"Chinese food good with you?"

"Fine with me." I agreed with Dean and in just a short while, we arrived at a Chinese take out restaurant.

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"Hey Sammy, we're back." Dean unlocked the motel room and called into the room for Sam.

"We?" My guess is Dean didn't tell Sam about me based on Sam's confused voice.

"Hey Sam." I greeted once I got out of Dean's shadow. Sam's eyes widened.

"Bella?" I nodded. Sam rushed up to me and pulled me into a great big bear hug. "I can't believe you're here."

"Yeah, I'm here. And, um, Sam?" Sam's grip around me was getting a little tight.

"Hmm?"

"I can't breathe." Sam immediately let go and gave me an apologetic look. Dean gave a slight chuckle at Sam's look. I started taking in deep breaths, "It's alright Sam, You've gotten stronger since the last time I saw you." Sam's face had a slight red tint to it. I smiled and looked to Dean. "You both have."

"Glad you've noticed Bells." Dean gave me his cocky grin and I laughed to myself. I sure did miss these two.

"Hope you're hungry for some Chinese food. We picked some up." I handed the bag to Sam before Dean could get his dinner out.

"Thanks." Sam grabbed his food before I took mine out then giving the rest of the bag to Dean.

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"So, did you find anything else about our next hunt?" Dean was finished eating first as always.

"Well, there is definitely one there." Sam finished his dinner next and was leaning forward in his chair.

"Where?" I asked in between bites of my Chinese noodles.

"Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin." Sam answered me as he grabbed some of his research papers and fanned them out in front of me on the table.

"Alright then, so catch me up then?" Let the debriefing begin as I continued to eat. In the car, Dean wouldn't talk about it without Sam just in case he didn't have all the facts. Dean started.

"Last week Sophie Carlton, 18, walks into the lake….doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water, nothing."

"Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found either. They had a funeral two days ago." Sam finished.

"A funeral?" I found that odd.

"Yeah, it's weird, they buried an empty coffin, for a, umm, closure or whatever." Dean thought the same thing as me.

"Closure? What closure? People don't just disappear Dean, other people just stop looking for them." Once Sam said that I knew that the tension in the room was building up.

"Guys, don't…" I tried to stop them.

"Something you want to say to me, Sammy?"

"The trail for Dad, it's getting colder everyday."

"Exactly, so what are we supposed to do?" Dean was a little angry at this point.

"I don't know. Something…..anything." Sam was just frustrated from his tone of voice.

"You know what, I'm sick of this attitude. You don't think I want to find Dad as much as you do?" Oh boy.

"Yeah, I know you do, it's just…." I cut Sam off.

"Guys, stop it! I didn't come to hear this. We will find him, but until then, we will kill everything bad between here and there. Got it?" I got up from my chair and I had a commanding tone in my voice. Sometimes I wondered how they finished a hunt with all this sibling rivalry stuff going on.

"We?" I guess Dean didn't tell Sam anything.

"Yeah, I'm going too."

"You sure?" Why do they keep asking me that?

"Why else would I spend four hours in a car with Dean?" I had a little bit of sarcasm in my response and gave Dean a little smirk.

"Hey! Don't rag on my baby." Dean defended his beloved Impala, I almost laughed before rolling my eyes at Dean.

"Whatever, Dean. So, how far is Lake Manitoc?" I was sitting on one of the two beds now.

"A little over a days drive, so we'll leave in the morning." Sam replied and I wasn't too happy about that. I wanted to be out of Washington as soon as possible.

"Shouldn't we be leaving now before another one is killed?" I looked between the brothers.

"Yeah, but I doubt Dean wants to drive anymore today and he won't let me drive the Impala." Sam gave an annoyed look to Dean.

"Damn straight I won't let you drive her." Dean had a cocky smirk on his face. Dean loves that car a little too much.

"Fine, but where do I sleep then?" I scoffed at Dean before I questioned the obvious. Dean walked over and sat beside me on the bed.

"We could share like old times Bella." Dean gave a knowing smile that I just found adorable on him. I couldn't resist, that definitely hasn't changed.

"Alright, but don't crush me." I smiled at the thought. On past hunts, sometimes Dean and I had to share a bed for money reasons or for motel capacity reasons. I didn't mind, I kind of liked it at times.

"I would never." Dean said sarcastically as if he was hurt at the thought. I saw Sam roll his eyes.

"I'm gonna get to bed then." I said before grabbing my duffel and heading to the bathroom. It wasn't that late but I was tired and it was going to be a long day tomorrow. It wasn't long before I fell asleep; I remember that Sam was still on his laptop while Dean was cleaning some of the weapons.

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It was weird, my dream was just me in a black hole almost with nothing around me and I couldn't see anything for miles. Suddenly everything just flashed before my eyes as if I was going to die and I was back in the woods near my house, as if time had rewound itself to take me back to that agonizing day. Silence was all around me and all I could see was Edward standing in front of me with a cold expression as he uttered those same dreadful words I tried so hard to forget.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." Edward spoke those words slowly and precisely with his now cold frozen solid gold eyes. All the pain of that day just came rushing back as if it was all brand new to experience it.

"You…don't…want me?" I repeated again in a confused manner. I couldn't help it, I didn't want to remember this but I couldn't help myself. Why now?

"No" I stared into Edward's topaz like eyes and couldn't see any contradict to what he just said. He was telling the truth. I know this already…..why does it feel new to me? I wanted to wake up but I couldn't. I didn't want to relive the pain all over again; it feels worse than before.

"You're not good for me, Bella." Edward twisted the words I said into something I couldn't argue. How well I knew that I wasn't good enough for him. Why was I never good enough for anyone?

"I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back.…..It will be as if I'd never existed." Edward had promised yet this memory alone brought back all the pain I had felt. I wanted it all to stop and before I realized it, I was alone in the woods once again. Edward had disappeared and I still felt the hole in my heart as it was that very day.

"You must not mean very much to him if he left you here unprotected." Those words now filled the woods as it replaced the silence. I kept looking around the forest in a panic as Laurent's voice kept repeating it over and over again, yet I couldn't find the source of his voice. I was still alone but the voice kept getting louder and louder until a gust of wind blew around me, filing my vision with tears and a flaming red color was the only color in my sight. I wiped my eyes to clear the blur from my sight and as I focused, standing before me was the one that threatened my life, the one with a need for revenge like how a vampire craves blood. Standing before me was the one I was unprotected against.

"Hello, Bella." The angelic voice greeted me with an evil tone as she gave a sinister smile. "I've been searching for you." I gulped at her confession, but I took as much courage as I could to speak but only one word came out.

"Victoria." I gulped again as I finished and before I knew it, Victoria dived at me and my screams died as my vision darkened to nothing.


A/N: Okay, so how was that? I hope that the mystery still continues for all you readers out there but since the basics were revealed in this chapter here is a summary of it.

Background Basics:

- Bella is 18, Sam is 20 and Dean is 24 (THEREFORE, SUPERNATURAL Season 1 happens 2 years sooner than it does in the series)

- Bella is Bobby's niece (Bobby is Renee's brother - Bella met the Winchesters when she was younger and started training with them)

- Bella went back to Forks just after Sam went to Stanford (one of Dean & Bella's hunts together were too dangerous as mentioned)

Dream quotes were from New Moon and the hunt debriefing for Bella were quotes from Supernatural's 'Dead in the Water'

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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter so please REVIEW and ALERT! And since I'm going to try to work on all three (well four) of my stories, I might not get a chance to say this but Happy Holidays! (Reviews are definitely welcomed =D)


Originally Published: December 20, 2009