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JPoV:

I drove non stop. I stoped once for gas, went to the bathroom and bought a sandwich I ate in the car. The less I'll stop the faster I'll drive, the sooner I'll be with them.

It was a quarter to midnight when I parked in front of Bobbys house.

A minute before I knocked on the door I realized this will be the first time all my boys will be with me at the same time. I haven't seen Sam and Dean in so long. I can't wait to see them, all of them.

Bobby opened the door, a shotgun on his sholder a flask in his hand.

I took a sip of holy water, I knew it was the only way in the house.

"Where are they?" I asked at the same moment my foot was inside.

Sam was walking downstairs his hair damp. "Dad?"

I could see he was hesitant, we parted in a bad way. I'm gonna have to apologise for that. I hugged him with everyting I had.

"Dad!" I heard Dean call and then I was being hugged by him also.

"My boys." I sighed just before we released eachother. I can't believe they're here.

And there she is, my angel. My "Belle."

I was already moving to her side when I said it, her nickname. I knew as soon as I said it, it was the wrong thing to do, but what's done is done.

Ow!

She punched me, straight in the mouth.

"I guess, I deserve that." But damn she has a mean right hook.

"Oh, god. John. I'm sorry." She took my hand and led me to the kitchen. "Come on, let me get you some ice. I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened." She was panicking.

Just before we entered the kitchen I saw the three goofballs fall apart in silent laughter. Assholes.

She sat me on the kitchen chair and dabbed the blood from my lip and chin with a soft kleenex tissue. She was more gentle than I deserved.

I longed to touch her, but I'd probably get another punch in the face.

"Why?"

There it was, the question I feared.

"Baby, I wanted to protect you, to hide you from it all. I didn't want to hurt you, I swear."

"But Dean and Sam and Bobby. You hid us from your family." She was crying. How will I fix this? "Were you ashamed of us?"

"What? NO!" I grabed her and pulled her on my lap. "Never! How could you even think that?"

She struggled a bit but I'm not letting her go.

"Well, what do you want me to think? You never told me about them and you never told anyone about us." She sniffled. "Let me up so I can get you some ice."

"Screw the ice!" I said harsly.

She flinched. I didn't mean it like that.

"Baby please, listen to me." I stroked her arm, holding her tighter against me. "I need you to know. It's about Sam."

That got her attention.

"What about Sam?"

"Mary, that's my late wife. Well, she made a deal. With a demon…." I told her everything, she sat in my lap never interrupting.

"Wait, so Sam has demon blood in him?" she asked incredulously.

"Yes."

"But he doesn't know?"

"No."

"Hmmm. So that's where the visions come from?"

"What visions?" I had no clue what she was talking about.

"Sam has these dreams, that's how they knew to get to us, before it got to us."

Huh. That would explain it.

"You have to tell him John. He could just as easily fall in to a trap. I think the demon is sending him the visions."

"Why do you think that?"

"Because it turned out differently then Sam saw it in his dream. I didn't act the same way he, or the demon thought I would."

That makes sense.

"He needs to know John, it's his life."

And she was right. I had to tell him. Then he can choose to tell Dean or not.

"You could have told me about the monsters John, I would have understood."

She said it with so much certainty, she got me curious.

"How?"

"I was young and stupid, just seventeen. There was this boy, his name was Edward. I thought I was in love with him. In reality I was obsessed with him and he was obsessed with my blood. He was a Cold one." She admitted. "So you see, I already knew about the supernatural."

"A Cold one?" I was confused, I never heard that before.

Belle raised her eyebrow. "They are a kind of vampire."

"A vampire!" I stood so quickly she almost fell off my lap, I caught her just in time. The boys and Bobby ran in. "You dated a vampire?"

Bella smiled sadly.

"Yeah. Not one of my brightest decisions and I paid dearly for it."

Now I felt like a dick for yelling it was painfully obvious she was sorry.

"Like I said, I was just seventeen and he was the first boy that showed any interest in me. I was so insecure then. I just moved to Forks to live with my dad, finally getting away from having to care for my mom."

She sat down as she talked. What has been done to my angel?

"I was vulnerable in a new town,a new situation in my life. I always took care of everyone and I wanted someone to take care of me for once. He took advantage of that. His whole family did. They took me in and cut me from everyone else even my own father. I barely saw dad in the time I was with Edward."

She went on to tell us about this Edward and his 'familiy' and then James, Victoria and Laurent.

"He left me in the woods broken and alone. I was lost. They made every decision for me for six months. I didn't know how to live anymore. I was like a puppet whose strings were cut. I fell apart. Thanks to my dad and a pack of teenaged wolves I got myself together again."

She proceeded to tell us about the wolves. Jake, her best friend was one of them. Nothing like the werewolves we knew, these existed for destroying vampires.

Tears were streaming down Bellas cheeks now. I pulled her up and sat her down in my lap again. The boys and Bobby looked surprised, but no one said anything.

"Then it happened. She came for me. But it wasn't enough to just kill me. She tortured dad infront of me and then she killed him, when Jake came to rescue us she killed him too. Then she told me she murdered my mom and Phill. I had no one. I wanted to die."

Sam pulled a chair next to ours and took Bellas hand. It seems my boys got attached to Bella in this short time they were together.

"But then this white light came, I don't remember well I was in shock. But there was a man in a bright white light, I didn't see him clearly. He said I had a destiny to fulfill and then Victoria was burning."

What the hell?

"That was it, he was gone. I was all alone surrounded by the dead bodies of my father and best friend. That was how the pack found me. They made up some story for the police and soon after I left town. There was nothing left there for me."

"It was all my fault. I killed my dad, my best friend." A sob escaped her.

I was shaking my head to deny it, but Dean beat me to it.

"No, it wasn't. It was the vampires fault. You said it yourself, you were only seventeen."

"I should have known better. But it was like he intentualy drew me in. I'm so sorry." She kept mumbling how sorry she was.

My heart was breaking for her.

I was so angry at first when she told me she dated a vampire, but now I see the gravity of the situation. The vampire wanted a pretty young girl to play with and when he got tired of the toy he threw it away not caring what will happen to it. Like a child.

My Belle fell asleep in my arms, it was a draining night.

I looked up. "Sammy you and I need to have a serious talk tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." I'm sorry to say I raised the boys like I was a drill sergeant, not like a father.

"I'll carry Charlie up behind you." Dean said.

Where is Charlie?

As I stepped from the kitchen I saw him lying on the sofa.

"Why's Charlie in the living room?" I asked anyone who was willing to answer.

Sammy did. "Bella didn't feel comfortable leaving him alone upstairs."

And I unnerved her so much she left him alone. Now I feel even more guilty.

I put my Belle down on the bed in the guest room and saw with the corner of my eye Dean put Charlie in the crib.

"Thanks son. We'll talk tomorrow, okey?"

"Don't sweat it dad, I get it."

He does. "You do?"

"I know you wanted to protect them from the thing that killed mom. And I know that same thing is somehow playing with Sams brain."

I noded. Sometimes I forget how observant and smart Dean really is.

"Good night dad."

"Night Dean."

I took my clothes off and pulled Bellas jeans down her legs, so she'd be more comfortable.

Then I checked on Charlie, he was sleeping like a champ.

I laid down next to my wife and even in her sleep she turned and draped herself over me. Her head on my chest, arm around my waist and her leg between mine.

Perfect.