I know, I know. I shouldn't be posting another story with how many incomplete stories I have, but this just wouldn't leave me alone. I was binge watching Supernatural, and realized that I hadn't written anything for one of my absolute favorite TV shows! It all went downhill from there. Dean suddenly became real inside my head, and started to bug me and bug me until I gave in. (Not that I could really say no to him anyways.) So here we go, yet another incomplete story to add to my ever growing list! For those of you that read my other stories expect updates soon.

Summary: All of the secrets of the Supernatural world, mysteries you could only dream of. All kept in a simple little book, with the words "The Guide" as the only indicator to what it contained. When Bella Swan was given this book by a strange Vampire, who shows her the truth about Edward and ushers her away from the rainy town of Forks, and the Cullens with it.

After finding a strange ever-changing map on a hidden page of The Guide, Bella decides to try to follow it. Along the way she runs into a certain Hunter named Dean Winchester. What will they find at the end of the map?

Dean Winchester/Bella Swan romance, set Pre-season 1 of Supernatural, and in between New Moon and Eclipse in Twilight. Rating is T, but might end up moving to M if I feel it's getting a bit too adult in theme. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own 'Supernatural' or 'Twilight'.

The Guide and The Guard

Prologue:

It was a simple book, Bella observed blandly as she looked at it. It was still in the hands of the would be giver, who Bella looked up to curiously.

"Why are you offering me this?" She asked warily. "Who are you?" She wanted to ask again. It was no use though, he hadn't answered any of her previous queries as to his identity. Normally she would be uneasy at being alone with a strange Vampire, especially one that obviously fed on human blood. She oddly wasn't, experiencing more of a sense of anticipation than fear. She should be having flashbacks of the ballet studio in Phoenix, she thought as she rubbed the faded white scar on her wrist. Maybe it was the fact that she had found him in the Cullen house, completely at his ease as though he lived there. Maybe it was the slow and easy pace he carried himself with when he approached her, like he was coming towards a scared animal. Which she actually might be to him, if she was actually scared. Why wasn't she scared?

"Because you need to have it." The Vampire said simply, still holding it out to her. "You're going to need it where you're going."

"What do you mean, 'where I'm going'?" She demanded. The Vampire shook his head, and gestured insistently that she take the book. She hesitated, before slowly reaching her hand out and taking the book from his hands.

As her fingers closed around the supple leather binding, an electric shock traveled up her arm. She shivered all the way down her spine, and tried to shake the feeling that someone was walking over her grave. The book was strangely warm to the touch, even after being in the hands of this strange Vampire. On the cover were the words 'The Guide' embossed in golden calligraphy.

"Open it." He urged, making a frantic gesture with his hand. Bella sat down on the Cullen's white couch, wondering again where everyone could possibly be. She briefly traced a long and pale finger over the tarnished gold lettering, before opening the book at a random page.

Wendigo

The Wendigo is a Ravager class creature in the Supernatural world. A natural carnivore, a Wendigo is formed when a human being is trapped in a confined space for a lengthy amount of time. Eventually forced to resort to consuming human flesh to survive, the human will over time gain the special abilities known to come from the consumption of human flesh. These include:

Enhanced speed and strength

Increased agility

The ability to mimic all human voices

Superior sight, smell, etc.

Heightened intellect

Rapid regeneration

However, the consumption of human flesh comes at a terrible price. Over the years of devouring their own kind, a human will slowly but surely lose all humanity they posses. When the transformation is complete, all that is left is a monster.

Not much can harm a Wendigo, as all injuries heal almost instantaneously. The only way to assuredly kill a Wendigo is with fire, burned until it's nothing more than ash.

Bella looked in astonishment at the page, before her eyes shifted higher and she came across an in detail drawing of a horrible looking creature. It was almost like a tall Gollum, about to pull out a golden ring and call it his precious. She turned to another page, and another, and another, and another. Witches, Warlocks, sprites, fairies, wraiths. Every supernatural being you could possibly think of was there.

"So you see, the world is a far bigger and more complicated place than you ever thought." The Vampire stated calmly. Bella shook her head in wonder. A thought occurred to her then, and she looked up at the stranger.

"Why hasn't Edward, or Carlisle, or someone told me about this? Do they...do they know?" She asked. The Vampire nodded.

"Yes they do Isabella. They may not know to the extent of the knowledge you hold in your hands, but they did know. They simply chose not to tell you." Bella shook her head, In denial this time.

"No, no. They couldn't have. This is something that they would have told me. All this must be fake. You made it all up." She stuttered, automatically curling in on herself as if to keep her from falling apart.

"It's not fake, and you know it." The Vampire said sternly. "They're all lying to you Isabella. They're keeping from you truths that you need to know. You know the truth, but you refuse to see it." Bella let out a shuddering gasp, and started to tremble. Her brown doe eyes were wide and bewildered, and her arms were wrapped tightly around her torso, hugging the book to her chest.

"Th..they lied to me." Bella said, her confused look growing as if she couldn't believe what she was saying. "They're lying. What else are they lying about?" She demanded.

"I think you know child." The Vampire said, softer and more sympathetic this time. Bella's shoulders sagged.

"I'm not his mate am I?"

"No." Came the cool reply. Bella nodded sadly.

"Does he even really love me?" She asked. She waited a beat, both in silence before closing her eyes and curling further around herself. "Don't answer that."

He mercifully stayed silent, content to watch as Bella's world crumbled in around her. After a few minutes he came and sat beside her, tentatively placing a soothing hand on her arm. Bloodlust didn't seem to be a problem with him, she noted. Unlike Edwar...him.

She wanted to believe that everything she was being told was a lie. She so desperately wanted to forget what this Vampire was saying and go back to her normal life with her boyfriend, to get things back to how they were before he left. But she knew in her heart that it was was an impossible dream. She knew that what this mysterious Vampire said was true, she could feel it.

"What do I do now?" She asked, her voice as small as she felt. She couldn't stay with Ed...him now that the elephant in the room had been revealed. But he had become very...possessive over her as of late. She wasn't allowed to meet with her friends or go out, even when Charlie had allowed it through her heavy punishment for running off to Italy for several days. There was no way he would just let her go.

"You need to run Isabella." She looked up at him, startled.

"I...I can't just run away." She protested. "Charlie…"

"I can handle the issue with your father Isabella." The Vampire assured her. "Your only option is to leave this town. You may not be his mate, but you are his Singer. We Vampires do not share our prey, and we do not let it simply walk away."

"Prey." Bella repeated, looking vaguely nauseous. The Vampire stood, facing her and giving her a look that made her sit up straighter and meet his eyes unwaveringly. So she did.

"I have told you what needs to be done Isabella Swan, but the decision is ultimately up to you. You have two choices. You can give me back the book and forget this little meeting ever happened. Go back to your life of blissful ignorance with a man bred to kill you, and fade into the sands of time. Or you could stand up and walk out that door, never to return. You get into your car, and you just keep driving If you chose the second option, know that you will be cared for. No harm will come to your father, the contrary he will likely be safer."

"Safer?" Bella questioned. The Vampire looked at her sadly.

"Your blood is desired by more than just Edward Cullen, child. Stay here, and you will be protected. Leave and you will be vulnerable, yes. However it will draw eyes away from those you love, protecting them in ways only your absence can provide." Bella closed her eyes. Your blood is desired by more than just Edward Cullen...Stay and fade into the sands of time...He will be safer...Get in your car and just keep driving...Protection in ways only your absence can provide. His words bounced around around in her head, making it spin.

Protection for your family.

She was marked, if what this Vampire had told her was true (and she believed it was). Staying in Forks put the whole town at risk. Edward was convinced that she belonged to him, that she was his to possess. He lied to her, she wasn't his mate. They all lied to her. They called her sister and daughter, but they kept the most basic and vital truths from her. Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Ed...Edward.

They weren't her family, they were her captors.

The Vampire was right. Leaving was was the only viable option. She couldn't stay and play the Cullen's pet now that she was aware of the truth, and she knew they wouldn't willingly let her go. She couldn't stay and put everyone at risk. Not when she was marked.

Protection for your family.

She opened her eyes, feeling like she was seeing for the very first time. She knew what her choice was, what she had to do. She turned her head, agonizingly slow, towards the Vampire. Brown eyes met blood red, and Bella briefly experienced a case of deja vu. She remembered the first set of red eyes she saw. She remembered the tracker, James as he lured her out of hiding. He used her family as bait. This Vampire was doing the same thing, luring her out of hiding and using her family as bait. And just like that time with James the tracker, Bella could do nothing but comply. She took a breath, and nodded.

"I'll go." She said simply. At once she was pulled to her feet by the Vampire, The Guide in his hands once more, and steered her in the direction of the Cullen's front door.

"Then we have no time left to waste. You must leave at once."

"But I don't have anything." She protested. "No clothes, no money. I have nothing."

"As I told you Isabella, you will be cared for." The Vampire said impatiently, leading her out the door she's crossed so many times. She's likely never going to cross it ever again, she thought as she bit her lip. He brought her over to her truck, and she noticed with surprise that the license plate had been changed, and a removable top had been installed on the bed of her truck.

"How?..." She began, before the odd Vampire cut her off.

"I do not work alone Isabella." He told her, taking a duffel bag out of the back and handing it to her. "You will find that you have everything you need in this truck." Bella curiously unzipped the bag a bit and took a small peek in, just to have her eyes bug out and all but fall right out of her sockets.

"Funds have been provided." He said neutrally. "If you are smart, you should be able to live off of that for some time." A tree rustled somewhere inside the woods, and the Vampire seemed to take it as a signal of some kind. "In the car." He ordered, lifting her as if she was a small child and putting her in her beloved truck with Vampiric speed and grace. "Drive, and don't look back." He ordered. She nodded, hastily turning the car on and buckling my seatbelt. "Oh, and Bella." He said, making her turn to him in surprise. This was the first time he had even called her by her chosen name, despite Bella's requests he do so when he'd first called her Isabella.

"Yes?" she asked, a little hesitant. A silken brow quirked upwards, and red Rubies gazed seriously upon her wary face.

"Don't go showing that book around to just anyone. Just trust him." He informed her . Bella's mind immediately flashed to her him. Her boyfriend, likely now her ex.

"Who's him?" She asked cautiously, meeting his eyes. The dark rubies glittered and sparkled with fun at the question, and his mouth picked up in a lopsided grin.

"Your Guard darlin, your Guard." he said, handing me back The Guide. "And before you ask, you'll know who he is when the time comes. Now step on it girl, before the mob catches on." Bella nodded, and peeled out of the long driveway as fast as her truck could handle. She kept driving, and driving, and driving. Her eyes were fixed on the horizon, not once looking back.

You are now leaving Forks...