What a Tangled Web we Weave

Chapter 6

While Dean was lost in his thoughts pertaining the past, Harry was evaluating the possible scenarios that could come by have the Cullen's knowledge of the existence of other creatures; barring the shape shifters in La Push. Even though he commented on what he hunted, the green eyed wizard knew that they did not fully realize the reality of it. There was so much drama occurring, that the little comment was probably lost on the vampire clan. You see the majority of creatures, such as vampires and shape shifters, knew the existence each other, but there are some cases where some of them, mostly the muggle born creatures (for example, the Cullen/Hale coven) did not know of the others. They are kept ignorant, like the human muggles, for the protection of everyone. It was not against the law, though, to tell them, unlike the humans (muggle), of the existence, just not suggested.

For Harry, he would not usually care if the Cullen's knew about demons, or pagan gods, or even wendigos, but he felt that most who figured out the discovery these evil creatures tended to try and be heroic and hunt them. Harry was not one to talk, being that his husband, brother-in-law, and himself were hunters, but this family had something going. A peaceful existence with only the worry of exposing themselves to the humans they surround themselves with. Dean and Sam grew up to become hunters, their lives cursed from birth to be in this life; they had little a choice. Harry, also, had grew to become the hero that Dumbledore had manipulated him into, with the only chance of being normal being ruined by Edward; this was the only way of life he would be able to exist in.

Edward's family was not made to fight, or at least as long as any other hunter would. It is really hard to stop being one, and not many can go back into that lifestyle without being utterly broken first. Harry and Dean both were dangling on the edge of sanity, and all that held them together was each other and Sam; they knew better than anyone what the lifestyle did to people after a while. Most come out to be cold, heartless people, not caring about the people they save, but about the monster they kill. Some, like Sam at one point, loose part of themselves, and in the effort to save the rest and everyone else, they become what they kill. It took a long time, and Lucifer rising, to snap Sam back into reality, but Harry did not blame him and made sure Dean did not either. He explained to Dean that even the strongest of people, after years of being torn down, can eventually snap and do things that they would not normally do or even think of doing.

After that, Dean no longer judged his little brother, and their relationship became even stronger than before. Sam and Dean spent many nights just talking and teasing one another; Harry would look on and smile. Sometimes, he would give a wicked grin and exclaim that he bringing the two brothers together was all an evil plot to eventually get them to be so comfortable with one another to consider a threesome. At first the brothers were shocked and Dean, admittedly, became a little more possessive when Harry was around Sam (which was all the time) due to the revelation that his husband found Sam attractive; Sam became smug. After a while though, they ignored Harry's crackles about the "plan".

But getting back to the point, Harry did not want the vampires to go through that. Even though they hurt Harry, they did not deserve that lifestyle. No one did. So, Harry thought of the many ways this could work out, and nothing seemed to be right. Sighing in frustration, he moved against Dean and tried to get in to a better position. Dean, who was driving the car, snapped back into the present and looked down at his lover, using the hand that was not steering the wheel to run through Harry's hair in a soothing manner.

"Are you OK, kitten," he asked, while turning into the motel parking lot.

"I am alright, De" Harry muttered as he buried his head into his husband's chest. "It has been a long day,"

"Yeah, it has," Dean sighed himself. Once parked, they got out of the car, Dean having to nudge Sammy awake in the back seat. It seemed no matter how long the drive was Sam would just pass out, dead to the world. When Harry first found out about this little quirk, he laughed and said it was cute, which caused Dean to laugh and Sam to glare.

After a long day, the three dropped on there respective beds and promptly fell asleep. They did not notice a set of golden eyes which stared into their room, focused on one particular person; a raven haired sort of person.

The next day

Like Britain, Forks weather mostly consisted of rain, today was no different. When the Winchesters awoke, they heard the pounding of the rain and the occasional clap of thunder. Harry was not scared of many things, he faced a lot in his life, but one thing that still seemed to get him was thunder. It was ironic as his famous scar was that of a lightning bolt, and he was born and raised in a place where thunder occurred regularly. So when he woke up and heard the noise he immediately latched on to Dean and refused to let go.

Wrapping his arm around Harry's waist, the older hunter made sure his little love was safe. At first, Dean could not believe that thunder really scared Harry, but soon got the message whenever he tried to unlatch Harry from his body just to go to the bathroom and Harry would let out a piercing scream of terror. Now, whenever he really needed to go, he gave the job to Sam, who Harry also would latch on to. Cuddling up close to Dean, knowing his lover would keep him safe, Harry slowly fell back to sleep. Dean sat up a bit, knowing it would be a while, so he turned the crappy TV on with the volume low. Even in sleep, Harry would seem to clutch him tighter whenever the thunder clapped.

Sam took a shower, going on about the morning per usual, being used to Harry's quirk by now. When he was done and dressed, he relieved Dean of his duty as a 'teddy bear' and took his place. Harry was not affected by the change, just made sure he was as close as he could get. Dean showered as well, changed and then slipped out to grab breakfast for the three of them.

Today was going to be a slow one; until the thunder stopped they weren't going much of anywhere. That was OK, they needed that time to just think about everything and pull themselves together to formulate a plan. By 11:00 Harry was up and about and Dean was back with breakfast, the green eyed boy held his companion's hand as he walked around while it thundered.

Sam, Dean, and Harry talked about what they were going to do, and admittedly they needed to go back and talk to the Cullen's for they would know about the unusual deaths that have occurred. Not at all happy about it, but knowing it was going to inevitable anyway, they thought of a way to go about it. Dean and Harry promised to keep this next visit more professional and less emotional. They would not make it one big drama fest like the night before. They decided to do this later at night when the rain and thunder stopped and Harry would feel safe enough to leave the comfort of their room.

It was a long day spent in the beds watching TV, and currently an episode of CSI NY was on. Dean kept muttering about proverbial cop shows and Harry would smack him, because he liked them. Sam kept to his laptop researching the local deaths and the legends.

"Hey, there is apparently a legend that says a local tribe can turn into wolves. Did you know of this, Harry?" Sam asked as he continued reading.

"Yeah, and oh we have to go to La Push before we leave, I need to see Jacob." Harry gushed as he bounced up and down besides Dean.

"Who is Jacob?" Dean asked sharply.

"Jacob is one of the shape shifters of the Quilette tribe, and one of my best friends. The only thing I regretted when I left was leaving him."

"Shape shifters?" asked Sam, alarmed.

"Not the usual psychotic ones I assure you. They change only into giant wolves, but their natural instinct is to get rid of vampires and protect humans. The relationship between the Cullens and the tribe is strained and is only working because of a treaty that was set up a long time ago.

Then we will go tomorrow. I am very curious about these creatures that help instead of kill." said Sam.

"OK, it is agreed that tonight will be meeting with the Cullen's and tomorrow will be meeting the wolves." Dean said as he tried to make sure everyone was on the same page.

Later on that day

The thunder had finally stopped and Harry let go of Dean then immediately took the shower he neglected that morning because he did not want to leave his families side. After the shower and putting on some random clothes he found in the duffel bag by his bed (which turned out to be his jeans and Dean's AC/DC tee shirt) they headed out to the Impala. They drove back to the Cullen's house; most of the vampires stood outside waiting for them, no doubt informed by Alice about their arrival. Stepping out of the car, Harry walked toward the group with an emotionless mask on, Dean by his side. Sam walked behind, this being less about him, but made sure Harry knew he was behind him all the way.

"Hi," Harry started, standing stiffly with his hand clutched in Dean's.

"Harry, we are so sorry for how things went yesterday…" started Alice, but Harry raised his hand to stop her sentence.

"Don't; we all said some things that maybe we should have not. Sam, Dean, and I are here for one thing only, and that is to ask you about the recent death activity here in Forks."

"You see, it is a long story, and it all started when a triad of nomad vampires came through town before Bella was turned." started Carlisle, "The leader, James, had the talent of tracking and had some what an obsession for challenges. The moment he saw Bella and knew she was off limits and protected by our clan, he immediately set out to kill her. Eventually we killed him ourselves, but his mate, Victoria held a grudge and made it a priority to kill Bella. After a while, she started to create a bunch of newborn vampires and for a small army to kill us or just distract us as she killed Bella. Of course with the La Push pact, we joined together to protect Bella and kill off the newborns and Victoria. Unfortunately a lot of innocent people were either turned or killed because of the whole event."

"Well that explains a lot and why the deaths have stopped. OK, then our work here is done; we shouldn't stay and keep you bothered any longer. After visiting Jacob tomorrow we plan to head out of town. I would like to say that seeing you all again was a pleasure, but with everything that went down I can't say it with all honesty." Harry said, keeping all emotion from his face as he explained that they needed to leave.

"No!" shouted Edward as the three hunters made to turn around and leave.

"Yes, Edward?" asked Harry politely.

"You can not leave; you just got here and there is so much that needs to be said."

"Edward, I think that everything that needed to be said has been said, and even if we don't part on good terms, I don't think there is anymore we can do. You need to accept that I don't have the strength to even being only friends. No matter what the terms are, we are never going to be OK." Harry said sadly, but truthfully. With that he turned, his husband's hand in his, and left the Cullen residence.

Authors Note

OK, so the chapter was short, but I have been busy and I wanted to get this chapter out before Friday. The whole Harry scared of lightening was just something I wanted to add in, nothing serious and I am probably not even going bring it up again. So if you did not like it, sorry, but at least it wont come up again. LOL OK so will have another chapter by next week. REVIEW PLEASE!!!!

Love Sara

AKA Mrs. Sammy Dean Winchester