I hope you liked Bella's crazy rant. I know they didn't have very much of a conversation but Edward needs a good yelling at. I'm sorry about the last chapter (some of you had to read it completely underlined due to a formatting mistake)
BPOV
When Dean finally let me out of the headlock and I had promised not to knee him in the groin, he went on a quest for coffee. I realized that five of the Cullens had been watching the exchange between Dean and me.
"Where's Carlisle?" I asked, testing the waters. "He's at the hospital," Esme said just as cautiously. She moved quickly, closing the distance between us. "Bella, I'm so sorry," Esme said as she wrapped her arms around me. It had caught me off guard but after a few seconds, I hugged her back. It wasn't her fault that Edward is an idiot; she did what she had to in order to keep her family together. When she pulled back, she had a big smile of her face.
"Bella, I'll give you my eternal gratitude if you get down here and make me something to eat!" Dean shouted from somewhere downstairs. I rolled my eyes at the Cullens and went to find the kitchen.
Dean was sitting on a stool in the kitchen drinking his coffee. "All right Dean what do you want for breakfast" I said as I opened the refrigerator. I wasn't surprised to see the kitchen was well stocked. Between Alice and Esme, I'm sure every human need would be taken care of.
I had just finished making chocolate chip pancakes with bacon when Sam came in. He sat down next to Dean and I slid their plates over to them. I turned my back to fix my plate and by the time I turned around the boys were shoveling the last of their meal in their mouths. "You know, it might taste better if you eat it instead of just inhaling," I said as I sat down. Dean rolled his eyes and opened his overly full mouth. "Well aren't you boys charming" Rosalie said as she walked through and out the backdoor. The boy's laughter filled the kitchen as I stuck my tongue out as the door clicked shut.
SPOV
After breakfast Dean and Bella played rock, paper, scissors for the bathroom. Bella won and Dean followed her upstairs, leaving me alone with the Cullens. I walked into the living room where Jasper and Emmett were playing video games. Alice was reading a fashion magazine in an armchair in the corner. Rosalie and Esme were talking quietly nearby. Looking at them you never would have guessed that demons were on their way to slaughter them. "Esme, I need to ask you a favor" I said. "In order to trap these demons we have to draw Devil's traps on the ceilings of every room…using spray paint" I said watching her face. "Oh well that's okay" she answered but her face told a different story. I apologized and went upstairs to get my bag. I started in our room and worked my way through the second floor and downstairs.
When Bella was finished getting ready she followed the same path I had. She poured salt along the windows and doors. "Okay I get why you want to tag the ceiling but what's up with the salt. In less we're fighting Frosty the snowman I don't think a little seasoning is going to help" Emmett said as we finished up in the living room. He reminded me so much of Dean it was uncanny.
"Salt is pure and demons can't cross it. It will buy us some time tonight" I answered as Edward arrived home. He had barely walked in the door when Dean came downstairs. Dean's eyes met Edward's for a moment before Edward's loud growl erupted through the air.
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