(Hey! Another chapter so soon? Oh hell yeah! I'm addicted to the Winchester brothers. ADDICTED I TELL YOU! But can you blame me? Um, adult content? Well, not really. Just Dean Winchester being Dean Winchester. So there are some sex jokes in this chapter. I don't know what else to put? If you love One Tree Hill and Supernatural check out my Daley (Dean Winchester and Haley James,) fanfictions. Um, reviews = love.)

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It turned out to be Edward and I broke my fist.

"Damn it!" I roared while clutching my broken hand.

"Bella." Edward said quietly. I whipped my head up and glared at him.

"Are you happy now? Look what you did!" I motioned to my limp hand.

"We should get that check out." He suggested helpfully but I was too angry. I was, honestly, out for his blood. Or his cold, dead heart on a platter.

"We should do nothing. Ever. But you should leave and I'll go get my hand, that you're fucking hard face broke, checked out. Bye Edward." I started heading towards the door but Edwards's voice stopped me.

"I'm sorry." He said and he really did sound sorry. My heart skipped a beat and I know he heard it. He was suddenly in front of me.

"Move." I demanded through clenched teeth.

"Bella I should have never left. You have to understand that. It was a mistake. A horrible mistake. If…" Edward started to go on but I couldn't take anymore.

"You're damn right it was a horrible mistake. Now move." I said with malice in my voice. I was not playing games.

"Bella," Edward started to warn but I really wasn't having any of that.

"If you do not move right now I will be forced to do something I will regret later. Never mind, scratch that I wouldn't regret it." Edward just looked at me like he was about to laugh. I guess he didn't think I could do anything to him, but I could. It was Dean's idea to teach me how to take out a vampire just incase one of Victoria's minions got to me, or Victoria herself. Turns out Victoria and her lap dog Riley did get to me and I had to take out Riley as Sam got Victoria.

"I don't…" Thankfully, for Edward, he was interrupted by the shrill ringing of my land line. I stalked over to my phone and looked at the caller ID just to see that it was an "Unavailable" number.

"Who the hell are you?" I answered my phone. Now don't get me wrong, I changed over the years but that particular answering was due to the brooding vampire who was, probably, ease dropping.

"Someone's in a piss poor mood." Sam's voice echoed through the receiver and I felt my heart go crazy.

"Long time no talk." I answered in the same pissed off tone I had when I answered the phone. I heard Sam sigh through the phone.

"I know and I'm sorry. I have a lot to tell you when we get to your place." He sounded wore down and broken. My heart clenched painfully at the thought.

"My place?" I asked hopefully.

"I've miss you. A lot." I stopped breathing for a second but then recovered, blushing like crazy. I noticed that when he said "A lot" it was in a deeper tone then the "I've missed you" and I blushed even more.

"I've miss you too, Sammy." I replied while biting my lip. "Where are you at now?"

"Excited to see me?"

"Very."

"Well right now we are just into Washington stopped at a truck stop where Dean is hitting on some random girl…" here I interrupted him.

"That's my boy." Sam just laughed before continuing.

"And I'm on the pay phone." My eyebrows shot up.

"What happened to your cell?" He laughed on the other side of the phone and I smiled at the sound.

"A particularly angry spirit threw it across the room, breaking it." I broke out into laughter after my worry stopped for a moment.

"What about Dean's phone?" Sam started laughing even more and I just grew worried this time.

"Yeah, well, um Dean said he didn't want his phone used for phone sex." My eyes bugged out of my head before I started laughing. I really did love Dean Winchester; he was like an older brother to me.

"So he wants us to use a public payphone for phone sex?" I asked in a shocked tone.

"Yeah, I know, kinky." Deans perverted voice said and I smiled.

"Dean!" I cheered and he chuckled.

"Miss me that much?" He teased.

"So much so that I think I can't live without you." I said with heavy sarcasm.

"We should elope." I snorted out a laugh. Attractive right? I snorted.

"Dean Winchester, married? Never. And anyways what about Sammy?"

"Forget Sammy I'm so much better. Damn it the voice is telling me to put in another quarter. I'll see you later Bells alright?"

"To cheap to put in another quarter?"

"Damn straight."

"Bye Dean."

"Bye Bells." Click. I just looked at the phone and laughed. My boys.

"If I didn't love 'em." I muttered to myself, forgetting Edward was ever in the room. I turned around and saw Edward sitting at the table pinching the bridge of his nose. I gasped, forgetting he was there.

"Who were they?" Edward asked threw clenched teeth.

"Friends. Good friends." I smiled at the thought of my boys. "You need to leave before they get here though. Which will be a couple of hours." I told him.

"Why?" He was looking at me then. My damn traitor heart was beating faster at the sight of his eyes.

"Just leave. I don't want you here." I said with desperation in my tone.

"My whole family is on their way up here." Edward told me with hope in his eyes.

"Damn it! That was a dumb move. Leave! I need to get my hand checked out before Sam and Dean get here. Please, I want you to leave." I was getting really desperate and I think he could tell because he smiled his crooked smile.

"Only if you promise you'll see me again and let me explain everything." He bargained.

"Fine just get out!" In a second he was gone and I sighed a sigh of relief. But a part of my heart was aching for him and my eyes widened in shock. I wasn't completely over Edward I realized. A part of me still loved him. Shit. I headed for the door.

My plan was to get my hand check out and then make something yummy for my boys to eat. Maybe a pie, Dean would like that. But, the hospital was busy due to a huge accident and it took me and hour for a doctor to see me and get me treated. Only to get told what I already knew (that my hand was broken,) and get a cast put on. Figures the first time in awhile I got to see my sort-of boyfriend I had to have a cast on my hand. And on my writing hand of all hands so I had to operate with only my left hand. I went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge for anything I could make them, if I even had time. I gave up on that and just went to see if I had any beers in my fridge. When I was doing that I heard a sound behind me and whipped around quickly. Me, being me, I tripped in the process. Whoever was behind me tried to ketch me but just managed to get themselves knocked down. Me on top of them. It turned out to be Sam and I acted on my first instinct. I kissed him. Hard. He kissed me back eagerly. We hear chuckling behind us and I lifted my head to see Dean laughing at us.

"Dean!" I jumped off Sam and hugged his older brother.

"What I don't get the same greeting he did?" Dean joked.

"Nope!" I popped the 'P'. I let go of Dean and saw Sam was getting up. I helped him up and hugged him.

"So what did you do this time?" Dean asked in a taunting tone.

"What do you mean?" I played dumb, knowing very well what he was talking about.

"The cast Bella." Sam laughed and I scowled.

"It wasn't anything I did. Well, it was but not exactly. It wasn't entirely my fault!" I defended myself. Dean walked over to the fridge and got a beer for him and Sam. I jumped up on my counter and Sam stood in between my legs with Dean leaning up against the counter, right next to me.

"What happened?" Sam asked looking into my eyes. Dark brown meeting chocolate brown.

"Edward came back and I punched him in the face?" It came out as a question and I smiled sheepishly. You could tell by Sam's facial expression that he was fighting back the urge to laugh but Dean wasn't. He was howling in laughter. "Are you done?" I snapped at him and that seemed to break Sam because he soon joined his brother. "I'm glad you find this funny." I pushed Sam away and jumped off the counter, walking into my small living room.

"Oh, come on Bells you have to find it a little funny." Dean said while him and Sam followed me. I plopped down in the middle of the couch. The guys sat on either side of me.

"Yeah I find it really funny when my ex-boyfriend comes into my apartment without permission, grabs me by the waist, and me, not knowing who it was, turns around and punches him in the face. Breaking my hand and he still wants to have a heart to heart." I ranted to them while running my one good hand over my face.

"Wait what?" Sam chimed in and I just looked at him.

"What?"

"So he comes into your house and molests you?" Dean asked.

"He did not molest me. He grabbed my waist." I defended Edward.

"I would have done more then punch him." Dean told me. I had to fight myself to not smile.

"Well if Edward Cullen ever grabs your waist you have my permission to do more then just punch him." Sam chuckled and Dean smirked.

"Thank you."

"How did you get rid of Edward?" Sam asked me and I turned to look at my gorgeous sort-of boyfriend.

"With a promise we'll talk later. I'm so looking forward to that." I groaned.

"So he's going to be coming over later?" Sam asked and shot an evil grin over to his brother.

"Oh god." I moaned. While putting my head in my hands.

"Wow Sammy you got game. You've already managed to get her to moan." Dean piped up and I raised my head. Both me and Sam hit him over the head. "Owe." Dean complained.

"Shut up dude." Sam told Dean.

"I missed you guys." I told them sincerely.

"We missed you too." Sam told me.

"Ok enough with the chick flick moment. I'm going to go and give you guys some privacy." Dean wagged his eyebrows suggestively.

"You have fun with that. By the way you can crash on the couch tonight if you want." I told Dean, my eyes never leaving Sam.

"I will and if I have the couch where will little Sammy sleep?" Dean taunted.

"Go away." Sam demanded and Dean just laughed. Though he, thankfully, left. As soon as the door was closed Sam and I were all over each other.