AN:...So I'm not sure what to say. Yes I am doing it again. Starting more and more stories..(face palm) This will take place in the near the beginning of Season 4. It will not follow a time line, no specific elements, or anything like that. I think I will make each chapter a case or two depending on the case and move forward. This also takes place in New Moon before Jacob and Bella become close but Bella will not be as depressed. I don't like rift between character's so I will not make it to where Bella feels ashamed for loving The Cullens by The Winchester's.

Please review. Thanks guys. Happy Holiday's. xoxo

*Please note that there will be a lot of page breaks*

*This is based off the episode Monster Movie (Season 4, episode 5) and will kind of go on from there*

Bella POV

I hugged Mrs. Weber goodbye as she sniffled and went to stand back next to Charlie. It was crazy, it has only been a week and this was the fifth death in town. I didn't know what was going on. I would've thought that this would be the hand of Victoria, but I haven't seen her, or felt the ominous feeling of being watched for about 2 months. I wonder if Edward knew. Edward. It didn't hurt to say his name any longer but I missed him. I missed them all. I knew I didn't belong in their world, but without them, I felt truly alone.

I looked up as Charlie ushered me gently out the church doors and to the cruiser. It wasn't until I was in the safety of my room did I cry. Angela was a good friend and I didn't know what was going on, but I prayed it would stop.

With high school being over, that left me with nothing to do but be home to cook and clean. Cooking was what I was in the middle of doing when a knock on the door had me looking at the time in confusion. Charlie was at work and it was only 2 in the afternoon. Who on earth would come knocking? I wiped my hands down on my apron and walked to the door only to see two men in suits. "Can I help you?" I asked curiously. The one with the short hair and light green eyes flashed a badge that read FBI. "Hello. I'm agent Watts and this is my partner Nancy-boi." I gave a quiet snort as the man with the long hair gave Mr. Watts a look. He turned to me with a brow raised and I blushed looking back to Mr. Watts. "What can I do for you? Would you like to come in?" I opened the door wider, suddenly curious as to why two FBI agents would be here. Did something tie me to The Cullen's? Is this about Angela? I bit my lip nervously as the two slipped in and I gave wide berth as the taller one walked in giving me a smile.

"Please have a seat." I stated as I lead them into the living room. "Would you like anything to drink, or eat? I'm making dinner. Enough to feed wolves actually." I frowned as I said that, because I don't know why I made all of that food knowing it was just Charlie and I. I was already in the kitchen as I heard two heavy sets of footsteps following me. "Well, we don't want to intrude, but we wouldn't mind having a small bite. Oh, is that pie I smell?" The shorter one asked inhaling deeply. "Yes. It's-" He cut me off with a smile. "Cherry." He finished. I nodded smiling as I pulled another chair to the table.

I loaded their plates with macaroni and cheese, green beans, corn and meatloaf along with a side dish of salad and brought the pie over as well. As soon as I sat down, they inhaled the food like it was nothing, the taller one seeming to actually chew before swallowing. I grimaced as Mr. Watts shoveled his food. "Don't mind him, he can be a pig. Everything is good by the way. Thank you." I nodded returning to my own plate.

"We heard Ms. Weber was your best friend. You two were close yes?" Mr... "Yes. I don't like to be rude, but I will never get you last name." He smiled throwing a glare at Mr. Watts. "Sam." I nodded in thanks. "Yes, Sam. I'm Bella, but I think you already know that. Angela was a good friend to me, I don't know who would want to hurt her." I whispered. My heart lurched at the memory. "Did Angela have any enemies?" I glanced at Mr. Watts as my vision blurred with tears. "No. Angela..she was the most most sweetest person you could ever meet. She's nothing like the people in this town. She wouldn't hurt a soul." I sniffed and looked down at my hands.

"Was Angela acting strange the last few times you two were together?" I cocked my head to the side thoroughly confused. "No. Not that I know of. Why?" I asked glancing at both of the agents. "We just like to be through." Watts answered. I shook my head again, trying to think of anything out of the norm. "No. She was happy. She and Ben...oh Ben." I sighed suddenly realizing that Ben was waiting at a hotel for Angela since last week. Watts and Sam shared a look that did not pass me. "Who is Ben?" They asked simultaneously. It was unnerving really. I looked between the two for a moment.

"Ben was Angela's fiance. They planed to elope and get married this weekend. He's expecting her in the next few days. I need to call him." I looked around for the slip of paper, my mind already filling with the different things I needed to do. "Hmm. Do you think Angela had any enemies? Old boyfriends, jealous friends? Who else knew about their plan to elope?" I shrugged in answer. "Just two of us. Myself and Mike Newton. Ben and Mike were best friends. We were the only two that could keep a secret, I planned to drive Angela this weekend." I whispered. God. What a week. The two stood abruptly and I stood as well as Watts handed me a card with his name and phone number on it. "Thanks for everything and we're sorry for your loss. The food was wonderful. Call us if you think of anything else." The two gave me kind smiles and in their eyes I saw something that I would have never expected to see. Before shutting the door, I noticed their eyes travel to the kitchen. I decided to quickly grab the pie, wrapping it in plastic wrap. I can always make another. Running out the door, I sighed happily as I caught them right before they left. "Wait! Here." I said. Watts rolled down his window with absolute happiness as he looked at me. "Here. For the road." I thrust the pie into his hands and backed away. "We just might to stop by before we leave. Thank you Bella. Stay safe." The window rolled up and I walked back inside. Closing the door, I stopped in the living room. Stay safe from what exactly?

I hummed as I neatly stacked the shelves at Newtons Outfitter's. It's been two days since Angela's death and underneath this happy facade, I was heartbroken. I had to call Ben and let him know what happened, which was hard on its own, and coupled with the grief of the Weber's, this town became gray.

I did notice one thing though, Mike was acting utterly strange. He was skittish and always looking over his shoulder. That's semi normal except for the angry outbursts that seemed to grow and grow. I felt the ladder shake as Mike stormed past, gripping the shelf to keep my balance. I stilled to calm my racing heart. What the hell was his problem? I slowly climbed down and before I turned, Mike was standing behind me looking as angry as ever. "You told the cops on me." He spat and I flinched away confused. "What? I just told them we were the only two that knew about their plan to elope. Are you alright? You've been acting kind of weird lately. Are you sick?" I asked gazing up at him in concern.

He took a deep breath and moved forward invading my personal space. "Do I look sick to you Bella? No, I look pissed! You talk too much, you know that right?!" I shrieked as he yelled knocking over the glass hunting ornaments I just stacked. I covered my head with my arms in an attempt to protect my head. "Hey! Knock that off!" I looked up hearing a familiar voice and met the green eyes of Mr. Watts. His face was a mixture was suspicion and concern as Mike stormed past us both. He let Mike pass and walked over to me calmly assessing the damage to the area around us, and myself.

"Are you alright?" He asked gazing at me. His eyes bored into mine with a sense of familiarity that I couldn't understand. This man and I have never met, but his presence calmed me. I realized I was just staring at him when his eyes started to assess me even more closely in concern. "I'm fine. Just a little shaken. He's been off since Angela died. Aren't you going to go after him?" I asked. He didn't need to be here with me, I was fine. For the moment. "My partner is outside talking to him. I just wanted to make sure you're okay. You seem to find yourself in strange situation's don't you?" I shrugged as I grabbed the broom, ready to clean this mess up. "Sometimes." I answered without meeting his gaze, but I still felt his eyes on me. He just grunted in response.

My nightmare ended the same like always. I was getting tired of them honestly. I understood the point, and I realized I would never find Edward, and on one hand I was okay with that. I had some..friends and Charlie. This time though something felt off. I looked around my room slowly as I gathered the feeling I was being watched. Was it Victoria? I shook my head on that one. She would kill me and get it over with. My eyes widened on the pale figure that stood in the shadows. "Mina." It was just a whisper and it scared the crap out of me. Who was Mina? A pale hand reached from the shadows and I got a closer glimpse as who was in my room. It was impossible really. It couldn't be...Dracula could it?

"My love. I have found you." My heart went into overdrive and a scream ripped through my throat. Within seconds my door was busted open and my window shattered. Charlie stood in my room with his gun, looking around frantically. His eyes zeroed in on the window, making a beeline towards it. "What happened?" Charlie demanded as he sat next to me, holding my shaking form. "I don't know." I whispered. I truly didn't. He had fangs...real fangs.

I let the officer's through the walk way as they left. They're reporting it as a break-in. I shuddered and made a move to close the door when a foot kept it ajar. I opened the door to see Mr. Watts and his partner, Sam, looking at me with questions in their eyes and concern. Why do they care? "Found trouble again, have you Bella?" Watts joked, but quickly was serious as they walked in. "I guess so." I muttered and closed the door behind them. I was thankful Charlie had gone to work, I was fine here, and had a cop watching the house anyway.

"What happened?" Sam asked as he and Watts sat down. I sat across form them in the recliner and held myself shaken up pretty good. God vampires are enchanting to me, but I'm scared of this one? "You wouldn't believe me. Trust me." I snorted thinking about his glowing red eyes. "Try us." I sighed shaking my head. "I..I saw Dracula. The real thing...he called me 'Mina'. His bride. He was reaching for me when I screamed and went out the window as soon as Charlie busted in my room." I said shuddering again. "Dracula?" I sighed standing and paced. "See. You don't believe me. That's what I saw." I stared at them both, daring them to tell me I was wrong. I know what I saw.

"We believe you." Sam said as Watts gave him a look. "You do?" I asked hopefully. So I wasn't going crazy then. Not yet at least. "Bella? Can you get is some water please?" I nodded and walked to the kitchen and pored two glasses of water, slowing my pace as I heard the two talking in hushed whispers. "Castiel said we could trust her Dean. She's tied into this somehow." I clinked the glasses together to make it seem like I wasn't eavesdropping. "Here you go." I offered with a smile, and wiped my sweaty hands on my jeans. "We know you're telling the truth. We aren't..normal people. I'm Sam as you know, and this is my brother Dean. We hunt the supernatural. Your friend Angela died by what we believe to be Frankenstein. Except monsters don't come back to life like this. We think it has something to do with your friend Mike." I paled at the information. "Why would Mike kill Angela?" I asked confused. "We don't know. Maybe you can help us." I didn't like the sound of it, but I would help if only to save more people.

I captured the picture with a smile as Jessica and Mike took a picture on their 5th date. I took a glance noticing the strange color in Mike's eyes. I pursed my lips in bewilderment and jumped as Mike pressed his hand to my side. "Everything okay Bella?" He looked concerned and for a second, I didn't believe he could be behind the deaths. "Yeah, I'm fine. You two go ahead. I'm going to close up shop and go home." I gave the two a smile and did as I said I would. Going home after this long day was just what I needed. I walked through the front door, knowing that Charlie was working an all-nighter. I threw my keys on the table, and grabbed my wallet pulling out the card Dean had given me days ago. I walked up the stairs, glancing at the card while I walked into my room. The house was quiet and dark as I turned on my lap. Looking up, I gasped as I saw Mike standing in the corner of my room. "Mike?" I asked confused and a little scared. What was he doing in here? "You've been a bad girl Bella." He whispered and my hand tightened around the card while the other fingered my phone in my back pocket. I took a few steps back slowly. "Me? What about you? You killed Angela." I whispered, my foot connecting with the loose floor board. His eyes glanced at my foot and he smirked. "Who told you that? The Winchesters? They ruined my surprise, but no matter. Your death will do."

His laugh followed me down the stairs as I ran towards the back door as it was closer than the front. I pulled out my phone dialing the number as I went. The phone rang a few times and Dean's voice registered as he answered the phone. "Hello?" He asked tiredly and I felt a twinge of guilt for waking him. Mike's cold voice had me shrieking into the phone. "Dean?" I asked shakily as I ran into the woods, watching as the trees all become the same. "Bella?" He asked suddenly sounding alert.

"Bella. What's going on? Are you alright?" He asked frantically as I could hear him yelling to someone. "Sam! Get up. It's Bella." I leaned against the tree breathing hard and I could hear my heart pounding. Sam's voice suddenly registered in my ears. "Bella? It's Sam. Where are you?" I could hear the slamming of car doors in the background as my eyes tried adjusting to the inky darkness. "The woods behind my house." I whispered shuddering. "Bella I need you to stay where you are okay?" I nodded and whispered yes into the phone as I felt like the walls were closing in on me. "Don't hang up." I whimpered into the phone. Everything quieted down around me and all I heard was my short pants and Sam's voice. It took me a moment to realize Sam was talking to me. I pulled the phone to my ear only to feel warm breath on my ear, tickling a piece of hair at the nape of my neck.

"Boo."

AN: Okay, chapter 2 will be on the way and so will some other things as well. Should I do Bella's POV again or one of the brothers starting from right before Bella's phone call? Tell me how you like it. :)