Ramble: You Tell Me

AN: Before I start, I will be compiling all supernatural/ Twilight one shots into one compiled story like I've done with Wolf Pack Series and work in that.

Summary: After Bella gives Dean and Sam information on Victoria, Bella must choose her life when she has nothing left.

"I ran when the wolves couldn't catch her. She was getting closer and closer. Closer to me. Closer to Charlie. I've been running ever since.." She whispers staring at nothing. "Do you have any idea where'd she go?" Sam asked gently. Bella shrugged. "No. Her goal was ending my life. I don't know." She answered.

Sam hummed to himself writing something down. "Hey, Dean and I were thinking we'd take you back to Washington, make sure that she doesn't come back around. Just to check. Is that okay? I know your dad would be real happy to see you." He smiled.

Bella took in a few breaths and stared at the two men. She always thought vampires were beautiful but theses were the two finest men she ever saw. Sam was like a tall..no giant man that had this soft sweet side to him. And Dean..well Dean was like a slice of heaven.

They both were. She wondered what God was thinking when he made those boys. She could only imagine their parents. "If you don't mind." She smiled. Dean gave her a nod and patted her hand. "Alright. Road trip." Sam chuckled shaking his head.

Ramble

After a few days journey, Sam stopped the impala in front of Bella Swan's house. Dean got out and went the trunk retrieving her bag for her. He handed it to her with a smile. "Look if you ever need anything just call. Sam and I will track her down. We might hang around for a day or two, scope things out." He stated. His green eyes shining slightly with the moon. "So I did end up seeing you again." She chuckled.

Dean laughed a little and then got serious. "Yeah you did sweetheart. I should've believed you. I deal with weird and you were straight talking it." He muttered. Bella could tell he was beating himself up. She patted his cheek affectionately. "You can't save everybody. But the ones you do save..make it count. I'm here. Because of you and your brother. I owe you both my life." She squinted a little trying to see that dark glimpse in his eyes. To see what it meant. What it conveyed.

"Take care Bella." Dean moved and leaned against the car as Sam got out to say farewell. Bella shook her head. "You're such a giant. Thank you." Bella wasn't all for hugging strangers, but they went out of their way for her. She gave him a brief hug, Bella reminding him of Garth and Charlie. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her briefly. "Be safe." He nodded towards her as she walked towards her driveway and up to the front door.

Dean leaned over next to Sam, watching. "Is it weird that I have a really bad feeling right now?" Dean asked. Sam shook his head. "Nope. I've got it too." They watched as Bella closed the front door and since they didn't hear screams right away they shrugged. "Maybe we were.." A loud scream interrupted Sam's sentence. They wasted no time as they ran towards the house.

Dean was the first through the door, almost gagging at the smell. Bella was just standing at the edge of the carpet, staring at the blood that covered the living room. Dean went to her and turned her around, her face in his chest. His eyes took in the note attached to Charlie's decaying body.

Now you know what it was like to be dead and have nothing left.

Victoria

Dean noticed the date. It was signed just a few days before he met Bella. Victoria planned it, meaning she planned to keep Bella alive purposely. Meaning she figured someone would save her..did she know about Sam or Dean?

"We need to call 911. Take the note. She might be watching us." Dean ordered, Sam doing his best not to step on any blood or leave anything. "Got it." He said, looking around. He grimaced at the sight. Charlie's rib cage was burst open, his heart missing from his chest. His fingers looked broken and his eyes were open, no life in them.

Blood covered the chair he sat in, the walls, the carpet..anything within 5 feet of his body. Dean led Bella out of the house, not really sure how to console her. "Wait in the car." Dean took out his phone and called 911. He looked at the street address.

He hung up the phone before the operator could ask for anything else. He grabbed the gasoline tank from under the false bottom and ran it inside, quickly covering the house from head to toe in gasoline.

Dean struck the the match, he and Sam running towards the impala, making a speedy exit, with a quiet Bella in the back, her mind filling with vengeance.