As soon as everyone had sat down, me and Castiel on the armchair that my Father once occupied, Leah, Sam, Dean and Seth on the sofa and Sam and Jared sitting against the far wall, Sam began firing questions at me.

"Why did you leave?" He said in a sharp tone, making Castiel, Leah and the Brothers' glare at him.

"Sam, I left because there was nothing left for me here and there were more important things I needed to do. As you can tell, I'm not poor and innocent Bella anymore; I've embraced my destiny, so to speak."

"What do you mean you've changed though?" Jared interrupted, curiosity lacing his voice.

"I've become a Hunter of the Supernatural..." I began just to be interrupted by Sam and Jared jumping to their feet and the front door being kicked in.

"I TOLD YOU, YOU NEEDED MORE PEOPLE HERE, SAM! MORE PROTECTION!" Paul shouted bursting in closely followed by Jacob, Embry and Quil, all of them shaking violently close to phasing.

Castiel threw me to my feet as everyone else leapt up, moving to one side of the room and with the Winchesters and myself taking out the guns from the holsters that are permanently attached to us. Sam and Jared moved back slowly to the rest of the Pack, grabbing Seth as they went.

Flashback

Training that day had been intense (numerous assault courses, a ten mile fun and defence lessons) and now, all that was left for me to work out what was needed to kill certain creatures.

"And how do you kill a zombie, Bella?" Sam asked me, his eyes peeping out from just above his laptop.

"You try to detach the head from the shoulders, or use a vile of dead man's blood in the Trusty 'ld Gun!"

"Yeah Baby girl, 'cause you'll be thinking of 'Trusty 'ld Gun' while being chased by bumbling idiots!" Dean said, grabbing a beer out of the fridge, winking at me.

"You mean you're going to be chasing me again?" I asked innocently, me and Sam sniggering as Dean stumbled across his words looking for a suitable comeback.

"Now Bella, and how do you kill a shape shifter?" Sam asked, bringing me back to my work.

"Take a gun, preferably a gun with stronger and faster hits, and make as much damage as possible, preferably hitting the heart to kill them straight away," I whispered, thinking back to the La Push Pack.

"Exactly right, Baby Girl, now I'm going to save you from Sammy and you are going to beg for my forgiveness and apologise to me!" Dean shouted, yanking me out of my seat and throwing me over his shoulder.

End of Flashback

"Wait and listen! We mean no harm to you but if you cannot control yourselves we will have to defend ourselves!" I shouted above the snarling and growling the Pack was giving off, Jacob, Embry and Paul now in wolf form, both Sam and Dean's guns locked onto them. "CALM DOWN!"

Sam made a quick motion to the Pack telling them to quieten down. "Then what do you mean 'Hunter of the Supernatural'?"

"I mean that I hunt the Supernatural, the evil things in the world! Demons, Zombies, Vampires Witches, everything that appears in a child's nightmares and the things so stuck on killing people that they deserve to die. We do the same job as you, we protect the people!" I said, lowering my gun slightly, my finger still attached to the trigger. "We aren't going to harm you as long as you don't pose a threat to us."

Paul, the now gray wolf, snapped his jaws at us before going in a crouch to lunge, making three guns, the Winchesters' and mine, train on him.

"Leave Paul! And the rest of you that weren't here before leave and get out of hearing range!" Sam commanded, using something that could only be classed as the alpha tone. "Go on."

"Sit down?" I asked him, but he just shook his head, so we all stayed standing on opposite sides of the room, all weapons away but our hands resting near them.

"We hunt the supernatural. All the things that go bump in the night, the things that kill innocent people for fun or possess their bodies to create havoc and deserve to be killed will be disposed of. We weren't going to hurt you because you have not hurt any human, well not purposefully..." I said, watching as Sam ducked his head.

"And this brings me on to the other reason I'm here. I'm not just here for Charlie's funeral, but to kill the son of a bitch that killed him."

Jared's attention snapped to me. "You know what killed him?"

"I know what killed him and why but I don't know for sure who killed him. It was a demon, we know for sure, and they killed him because they were looking for me. Charlie was a hunter too, you know."

All the wolves in the room suddenly tensed and their attention snapped to me. This was going to be a long night.

Okay, I apologise for being so late!

My camping holiday ended a week ago but it seems that while I was gone a lot of stuff happened and it was up to me to sort it out, not fun. So I'm sorry, I will try and update a bit faster from now on and bye!

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