adopted from NotSoSlightlyCrazy so i am continueing it same pairing Dean/ Bella story .
A/n: Here is Chapter 3!!! Anyways, I might introduce some OC s in later chapters that have some gifts that may have been mentioned in the show, but I m still not sure.
Disclaimer: I don t own Twilight or Supernatural.
P.S. Most of this story will be in Bella s POV but there will be a few changes of some very brief different POV s. Just to get an idea of what they are thinking.
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Hunter Of Twilight Chapter 3
Room 35
BPOV
Before I reached out of Forks, it started raining again. It s a good thing too, because then the Cullens wouldn t be able to follow me.
I revved up my engine more, going up to 125 mph. I had a week trip to Bay Springs by my bike, so I needed to get there quickly.
I decided that I was going to keep my distance from Dean and Sam, until the time is right. And not let them know that I am here too. I ll let them know when the demon is back to Hell.
I pulled into a nearby town and tried to find the cheapest motel that they had.
I finally found one after a few minutes a just riding around, so I parked my bike, made sure that it wouldn t take off if someone tried to steal it (A/n: Please don t ask me how), then went inside to check in and get lots of sleep.
Edward POV
The next morning after the hunt, I went to go pick up my angel. So, I got in my Volvo and sped off towards Bella s house.
Once I got there, I noticed that Charlie s police cruiser was still in the driveway, so I parked behind Bella s truck, and checked the clock in my car, checking to see if I was accidently early, but it told me that I was right on time.
I got out of the car, and shut the door. I walked up the steps, then knocked.
What surprised me that it wasn t Bella who answered, but Charlie. Actually, I couldn t hear Bella at all. Now I was really worried.
Good morning Chief Swan, I said smoothly, masking any worry that I had, I m here to pick Bella up for school.
I saw a flash of worry go across his face but as quickly as it came it left.
Edward, Bella won t be here for the next two weeks or so.
Oh. Why won t she be here? I asked him, disappointment evident in my voice, along with sadness.
Well, He started, she went to Florida on a surprise visit to Renee. Don t ask me why, because I have no idea. She just told me she wanted to visit her.
Alright then. Well, good-bye sir. I said to him, and then went back to my car. My mind kept echoing things in my head two weeks no Bella why didn t she tell me?... is it because she doesn t love me? My mind kept on replaying that over and over in my head.
Charlie POV
After the Cullen kid left, I continued on pouring rock salt along the windows and doors.
I decided that I was going to take the next few weeks off, so I called the station and told them that I was taking a vacation for a bit. After that I called Billy and asked him if he would want to go fishing later on today.
An hour later when I finished pouring the rock salt, I got my fishing gear ready and loaded in my truck, I went back into the house to get some guns and knives just in case something happened. I then got into my cruiser, and headed down to La Push.
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BPOV
A week later
I finally got to Bay Springs, and looked, once again, for the cheapest motel they had. No doubt dean and Sam would be staying in it.
Eventually, after the third try, I finally found Deans pride and joy in the parking lot. His Impala.
Even though Dean and Sam don t know that I m here or own a motorcycle, I still parked a distance from them, beside a deep blue Chevy truck just like my own, and was big enough to conceal my motorcycle.
I took off my helmet and made my way to the front desk of the motel I named, Motel de peuple Crap. Good, no? Yes, I am not even close to be fluent in French. Sue me.
So, when I was ate the front desk of Motel de peuple Crap, the front desk guy, who looked to be the manager, was giving me a perverted gaze. From his name tag, it said his name was Earl. Earl had balding brown hair, dark blue eyes with wide rimmed glasses, over weight, and wearing some plaid overalls. You could even see some acne forming on his nose and face, and he had really yellow teeth and bad breathe too. I don t even have to be near it to smell it.
I shivered from disgust I just looked at the fascinating wood of the desk instead of meeting his gaze, which was travelling lower and lower every time I moved, and told him rather quickly,
I d like a room for one please.
Oh, sure, name please. He said with what I think was to be a sexy grin and voice, but ended up as him sounding constipated.
Elizabeth Reynolds. I said just as quickly as before.
Well, here you go Ms. Reynolds, room 36. He handed me the room key and a piece of paper.
I took a glance at the piece of paper, then ripped it up. After that, I b-slapped that mother-flipper across the face. I then said thank you , and made my way to my room.
But the people in room 35 were talking a bit too loudly
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A/n: I know, I know, super short chapter, but there is another chapter that I worked on, on Sunday, so lucky you! Can t promise that it will be long though. Think of it this way, you may be getting some short chapters, but your getting some quicker updates. For most of my stories that is. Okay, some. Alright, maybe one or two. Well, check out some of my other stories and review!
C to the R, A, Z, the I, the E and can t no other lady put it down like me.
I m crazielicious.
(I had to modify crazy for that but oh well.)
NSSC
S.O.B = Sons of B s (I think you get the idea)
B-Slap = She b***h slapped him... yeah.