(Hey! Look! An update! Isn't it amazing? I think it is! I had writers block when I started this chapter but then it took over. And a cliff hanger at the end! I never intended this to be a long story. Never. I always figured 5 chapters but it's gonna be longer than that, just not that much longer. Short chapter due to writers block. Sorry. Only like 1,000 words. :( Oh and BTW (ha! Text talk,) I have a better crossover idea in my mind that I've wrote some of. I won't even think about posting it until this is done though. I hope you like this! People, tell me who you want Edward with or he won't be with anyone! I had one person say no Ruby but Jo would be cool, and one person so no Jo. I kinda agree with no Jo, she would eat him alive. Tell me your idea's!)

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"You know, school doesn't seem that important anymore," I stated as I poured myself a cup of coffee. It was Monday and I was getting ready to go to my 7 o'clock English class.

"Why not?" Sam asked, reading the paper.

"Why not?!" I asked incredulously. "Because your brother, who is like my best friend, is going to hell." I said, but in reality it probably sounded like a screech.

"Bella, shut up. You're hurting my ears and I'm trying to sleep," Dean groaned from the coach.

"Sorry!" I called to Dean.

"Bella," Sam sighed sadly, looking at me.

"Sam, how long, are you here for?" I questioned sadly. He grabbed my hands across the counter (we were standing on opposite sides,) and looked into my eyes.

"I don't know," he answered honestly. "Not long. We have to find Dean a way out of hell." Tears started leaking out of my eyes.

"I can't keep doing this Sam," I stated sadly. His eyes widened and he grabbed my hand tighter.

"Bella, what are you saying?" Sam questioned frantically.

"Nothing, not right now at least," I removed my hands from his and shrugged sadly. "But this, this only seeing you once in a while, worrying about you immensely, this, just longing to be with you, it has to end. You could die in a hunt and how long until I found out about it?" I questioned.

"You knew hunting was part of the deal, when we started going out," he ran his hands over his face.

"I know, and I know that some part of you needs the hunting, but…" I trailed off.

"But, what?" Sam questioned, sounding defeated.

"You know, if you asked me, I would go with you in a second," I informed him, heading for the bathroom to finish getting ready. I heard him following me.

"I always suspected you would, but…" Sam started but I interrupted him.

"No, just hear me out for a minute," I requested and started straightening my hair.

"Shoot."

"I could go with you and help find Dean, a way out of hell. I want to go, Sam, and not just for you. When you leave, if you don't find Dean a way out of hell, then, then I'll never see him again. And I cannot live with that," I was pleading.

"Bella," Sam sighed. He grabbed the straightener out of my hands and put it down. "I want you to come with us. I want to be selfish and have you with me all the time, but…" he stopped. I turned around and put my hands on his shoulders.

"But?" I asked softly.

"But, you have a chance at a normal life. Something I always wanted and…" he started to go on but I interrupted him.

"What if I don't want a normal life, what if I want a life with you?" I asked desperately.

"I want a life with you too," he paused and kissed my forehead. "But I just can't ask you to give up the opportunity for a normal life." We were both silent for a while, knowing what that meant. We made both of our positions very clear. I couldn't live like we had been, and he couldn't ask me to come with him. After Sam left, we would be over.

"I'm gonna miss you," I pulled myself closer to him and breathed in his scent.

"I'm sorry," his voice broke. "Does this mean what I think it does?" He questioned.

"What do you think it means?"

"That we're…we're over," he kissed the top of my head.

"No, not yet. But…" I trailed off.

"Once I leave?" He questioned, his voice thick.

"Yeah," I answered and broke into tears. He just held me close and I could've sworn he joined me in crying. After a while I pulled back and looked at his red face. "I have to go to class," I told him and he nodded. "Please be here when I come back," I requested. "I want to spend some time with you before…" I trailed off, again, and tears pricked at my eyes.

"Of course," he whispered. I left the room, and my apartment, and headed to my first class of the day.

It was noon, lunch time. I figured I would probably head home and have lunch with Dean and Sam. I hadn't been able to focus all day, due to the dread that had taken over my body. I never, never thought that Sam and I would break up. That was probably naive but we were so happy together. The hunting though, the hunting had to ruin everything. I adjusted my books in my hands but in the process I dropped a book. I leaned down to get it but before I could a cold, pale hand snatched it up. My head whipped up and I was starring into the topaz, dead eyes of my ex-boyfriend.

"Bella," he nodded with a small smile on his face. I grabbed the book out of his hand quickly.

"Edward," I said curtly. I started walking away.

"Would you like to have lunch with me?" He asked and I stopped where I was.

"No, not really. I would like to have lunch with S…sam," 'One of the last luches with him, ever,' I added in my head.

"He went to get pie with his brother," Edward informed me.

"And how the hell would you know?" I demanded, turning around swiftly. He grinned, crookedly.

"I stopped by your place to talk to you and you weren't there."

"I was in classes," I said in a 'duh' tone.

"Would you please sit down and have lunch with me?" He requested.

"You don't eat," I stated the obvious.

"But you do," he returned the favor.

"Really?" I asked in a sarcastic voice. "How long did it take you to figure that out?"

"Bella," he sighed. "Please."

"Fine, but you're buying my lunch," I informed him and started heading in a different direction.

"Fair enough." We walked to a local sub shop and sat down, after I got my sub.

"So you went to my apartment without me there and lived to tell the tale?" I questioned with a laugh.

"Barely,"

"My boys," I sighed with a hand over my heart, theatrically. He chuckled, and I was hit with how beautiful a sound it was, but it didn't pull at my heart strings like it used to. I smiled a little because of that.

"Are they always that protective?" Edward questioned.

"Yup," I popped the 'p'. "Just get to the point, Edward."

"Could you ever forgive me. I thought leaving was the best thing for you."

"Edward, I want you to understand something before I tell you my answer. You left and you broke me. I went into this crazy depression and the only way I came out of it was my best friend, Jacob Black. He was my savior but I was still broken. Until Sam came along. I can forgive you but I can never be with you again," I told him calmly.

"But, Bella I love you. We can get over this, I know we can. I will beg and I will grovel but at least I'll be here," he said and I spit the food that was in my mouth out.

"Excuse me?" I asked quickly and he smirked.

"I left and I will never make that mistake again. The mistake Sam is making."

"You eavesdropped?!" I was completely shocked.

"No, I read Dean's mind," he stated calmly.

"That was private information!" I exclaimed pointing a finger at him.

"I'm sorry I upset you," and I could tell he really was sorry.

"Why…why am I so easy to leave?" I asked pathetically with tears pricking at my eyes.

"Bella, is that what you think? That you were easy to leave?!" He asked, dumbfounded.

"Yeah, cause I was."

"That couldn't be farther then the truth. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did," he stated with a look on his face that was close to rage.

"Yet you still did,"

"It was the biggest mistake of my life,"

"Or un-dead life," I muttered forgetting he had super hearing.

"Funny," he said dryly.

"Yeah, she's a regular comedian," I heard a familiar voice say. I turned around and sure enough, Dean Winchester was standing behind me.

"What's up Dean?" I questioned.

"I could ask you the same thing. Are you moving on that quickly?" Dean questioned, pissed off.

"Excuse me?"

"You and Sam! You two are being so stupid and now you're eating lunch with your blood sucking ex-boyfriend!" Dean ranted in a harsh whisper.

"You don't know what's going on," I stated with a tone like ice.

"That's where you're wrong," Dean turned and left the building, with a sub in hand. I followed after him.

"I don't want things to be over with Sam, and I'm never getting back together with Edward," I yelled at Dean's back and he froze. "I can't imagine a life without Sam. I wanted to come with you guys and he told me no." Dean turned around and he was smirking.

"I know, I was eavesdropping," he chuckled and I cracked a smile. I walked over to him. "I would normally agree with Sam but I'm going to be in hell soon. I think you should come with us," Dean smirked.

"Could you talk to Sam?" I asked hopefully.

"I already did. Here I'll drop you off and then I'm going to go to some college party," Dean said with a wicked smirk. I hopped in the Impala and we headed to my apartment. I ran up to the door and when I opened it I was shocked.

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