SPOV

I will admit I was surprisingly impressed with the way Bella handled herself at the warehouse. However, it didn't change the fact that I didn't trust her still with my brother. Something was up with this girl and I knew she wasn't exactly who she said she was.

As we pulled into the parking lot of the motel, I put the Impala into park. Reaching for my bag, I watched as Bella and Dean walked into the hotel room and I knew I needed to figure out exactly who these "cold ones" were that the hybrid was telling us about. Just as I was about to open the door, I felt someone next to me.

"You know, I think she's good for him," a familiar voice said next to me.

"How would you know?" I spat back at her.

"Woah, chill out there Sammy boy. I'm just saying, have you ever seen him so protective of someone else other than you," she said staring at me with those cold eyes of hers.

"I don't trust her, Ruby," I said. I went to open the door again and she stopped me.

"Sam, I'm not saying you should but I think she's going to be of great use to you two. She apparently knows how to handle herself, correct?"

I shrugged. "Maybe, I just don't like how we don't know anything about her and when we try to find out who she is, she immediately locks down and won't tell us anything."

Ruby sat her hands in her lap and said, "Well then maybe you should research the cold ones and these La Push beings. I don't know much about them myself but I hear it was a pretty nasty situation there for a while. I'll leave you to your research."

And with that she was gone. I finally opened the door to the Impala and found Dean sitting next to Bella on the bed, tending to her wounds.

"What took you so long," Dean asked as I put my bag onto a table in the room.

"Ruby. She wanted to makes sure we were okay," I lied.

"Ha, a demon who cares, who would have known," Bella said with a little sarcasm.

She groaned as Dean finished the wrap on her ribs. "I don't think they're broken but they will be sore for a couple of weeks," he said putting the first aid kit back into his bag.

She winced as she put her arm down and buttoned up her shirt. "After all that I'm hungry," she said. "How would you boys like to go grab some food? I hear the diner has amazing pie. My treat," she said smiling. Dean's face lit up.

"Um, I'm okay for now," I said, pulling my laptop from my bag. "I think I'm going to do some research on these hybrids and then go to bed. That fight took it out of me.

"Suit yourself," Dean said. "Want me to bring you back anything?" I nodded and went to the table.

They walked out of the room and I immediately began to research the cold ones and what I found wasn't anything I expected.

We've dealt with vampires in the past. They only came out at night or in very little sunlight and were pretty simple to kill. However they were as close to human as you could get with blood still pumping through their veins. We've taken out huge nests with no issues at all.

However, these cold ones were pretty much made of marble and venom. According to my research the only way to kill these creatures was to snap their heads off and burn their body. And from what I read, snapping the heads off wouldn't be an easy feat. Apparently

I continued my research to the La Push Wolves and again, we've dealt with werewolves in the past, but these were creatures I'd never thought could exist. Normal werewolves were the size of a normal wolf but according the Quileute legends, these things got huge and could sometimes be taken as bears.

But apparently there was something that took place many moons ago and it changed the whole dynamic of the Pacific North-West. As I found an old Quileute legend about the cold ones, something started to click in my mind. Bella was from the area. So she apparently knew these two groups on a personal basis.

According to the legend, the cold ones invaded the Quileute land and began hunting. At first the cold ones were told to be horrendous creatures that killed off many of the Quileute people until out of survival instinct, the people began turning into werewolves to defend their lands. After about a hundred years of being free of these cold ones, another set of them showed up that were slightly different than the others. This group primarily fed off animals and didn't bother humans.

However, to keep peace on the land, the elders of the Quileutes met with these cold ones and created a treaty. They were not allowed around the La Push area and they would stay off each other's land. And according to my research, this is still in effect.

I closed my laptop and headed to the bar to pour myself a glass of whiskey when I heard something rustling behind me. I immediately grabbed for my gun and spun around. I knew there was someone else in the room with me but I couldn't see where they were.

"Ruby, if that's you, you know better than this. Show yourself. If you aren't Ruby, show yourself anyway," I yell out.

I hear a voice say, "I'm not here to hurt anyone. Plus the bullets in your gun won't do anything."

"What are you," I say. "That way I know how to kill you," I growl out.

"Again, I'm not here to hurt you. I just want to talk," the voice says again from somewhere in the room.

"I'm keeping my gun, but I won't shoot," I say, lowering my gun.

I watch as a very pale man walks out from the shadows of the room. His eyes are piercing yellow and his face is very stoic, almost brooding.

"You must be Sam," he says looking at me, very carefully moving around me.

"How about we even the playing field and you tell me who you are," I say, carefully keeping my finger on the trigger of my gun.

"My name is Edward Cullen," he says, standing directly in front of me. "I belong to a coven of vampires from the Pacific North-West – the very ones you were just researching."

I studied him for a moment and you could why they called them the cold ones. His skin did look of marble and he was close enough to where you could feel the cold radiating from him.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

"I'm here to check on Bella. I heard she was attacked today in a fight at a warehouse. Is she okay?"

"Wait, you know Bella?"

He smiles and says, "Yes. I've known her for quite some time. Is she okay?"

"She's okay. Wait, I'm really confused. How does Bella know you?"

He smiles and says, "She was my girlfriend at one time."

Those words hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Wait, were you a vampire during this relationship?" I ask.

"Yes. She knew what I was."

Just as I was about to ask more questions, I hear the door open and I turn around to see Dean and Bella walk through the door.

"Edward," Bella says.