Hello my lovelies! It's been a while, and I am so sorry, but lately I've been quite busy with different things.. I guess that's what they call having a life lol.

Anyway, here's the chapter! It's the last one I have typed up for now, but now I finally decided somewhat in which direction I want this to go and am working on the next chapter as I type. Cassie will have to face some big decisions, but she will pull through - but to which results?

DISCLAIMER: I own neither the Twilight Saga or Supernatural. All I own is Cassie, a messed up sleeping pattern and a crazy imagination.

After meeting the Cullens, Cassie was baffled to say the least. The pack and their visitors were back in the kitchen of Sam Uley and Emily, and silence filled the air. Cassie and the Winchesters sat silently at the table, the guys with a beer in front of them, and Cassie with a mug of coffee. While the three sat staring at the table, wheels turning in their heads, the pack looked at them, unsure of the next move.

Dean was the one to break the silence.

"We have no way of defeating these bastards, do we?"

"What I was trying to say," Paul mumbled under his breath.

"Realistically, no, you don't," Sam Uley answered truthfully.

"Then there's really no point of us being here," Cassie stated dejectedly.

"Who's calling Bobby?" Sam asked.

"Who's Bobby?" Sam Uley asked.

"He's the one who assigned the three of us this job," Sam replied, "He's our go-to guy when it comes to lore or if we hit a dead end on a case… which, I guess, this counts as. I'll go call him."

With that, he stood up and went into the living room to make the call. As soon as he was out of the room, Jacob looked at Cassie.

"Wait, what? You're leaving?" he asked.

"Ten points to Jake for his brains," Paul snickered.

"Shut it, Paul," Embry retorted.

"Yeah, I mean, there's nothing for us to do here. We can't fight these vampires. It's a dead case for us. We might be needed elsewhere, somewhere we can actually make a difference," Cassie replied to Jacob's question.

"Yeah, we might as well go torch up some vengeful ghost," Dean added and Cassie nodded in agreement.

"No! I can't let you leave!" Jacob exclaimed as he made his way to stand right in front of Cassie, covering the space in two strides.

"Jacob, there's nothing we can do here," she argued.

"But I can't just let you go out there unprotected!" he said, slight panic of losing her showing in his chocolate brown eyes.

"Dude, look who you're talking to. Cassie's a big girl, she can take care of herself," Dean interjected.

"Not if the Volturi realises you three know what you know! They will kill you!" He yelled.

"Who are the Volturi?" asked a voice from the doorway.

They all turned to see Sam standing there, stuffing his phone back into his pocket.

"The Volturi are like vampire royalty. They keep track of any crimes vampires commit. The worst crime, though, is exposing their kind to humans. If they find out you met the Cullens and know what they are, they will most likely see you as a threat that will have to be eliminated," Sam Uley explained.

"That's nice and all, but we can't waste our time," Dean said, standing up.

"Fine, then you and your brother can leave, but Cassie stays here. I will not have her in danger and not be able to protect her!" Jacob said.

"And who exactly are you to tell her what to do?" Dean challenged.

"She's my imprint! I will fight to keep her safe until I'm dead!" Jacob shot back.

"Too bad for you then, that Cassie is an independent girl who doesn't need protecting!" Dean retorted.

"How about letting Cassie make her own decision?" Sam Uley cut through.

Cassie stood paralyzed as all eyes in the room seemed to centre in on her. She looked between Dean and Jacob; two men who, in their own ways, had started to grow on her. She knew this was a choice she had to make. She just didn't know how to make it just yet.

As she remained silent, Jacob strode over to her again. Looking up at him, she saw everything he felt in his eyes. He grabbed her hand, and she had to fight the tingles creeping up her spine at the heat of his skin.

"Cassie, please think about it," he whispered only loud enough for her to hear. "You're my imprint. If I know you're not safe, I'll tear myself up worrying. If you're not here, I'll be in constant pain and slowly waste away, and you will too. Imprinting is so much bigger than you and me. It's universal, it's…. It's love."

"I can't just give up my life, Jacob. You save people, and so do I. Please understand," she whispered back.

Just as the words had escaped her lips, the hurt he felt filled Jacob's eyes. He stood back from her as he started shaking.

"Jake, buddy, deep breaths," Quil warned his friend.

"Is it because of him?" Jacob asked. Everyone knew he was referring to Dean.

"Jacob, please," Cassie pleaded with him.

Jacob turned to Dean, the hurt in his eyes replaced with fury.

"If you ever lay a finger on her in any way, I swear to God I'll rip you to shreds," he snarled.

"Already done, buddy," Dean muttered. Unfortunately Jacob heard him.

"I'll kill you," he simply stated, making his way towards Dean, his large frame shaking furiously.

"Stop!" Cassie called out, moving to stand between the two men.

"Cassie, get out of the way, I don't want you caught in the crossfire," Sam Uley said.

"There doesn't have to be crossfire!" she replied before turning to the two men who were giving each other death glares.

"Dean, we're going back to the motel now. Jacob, go run it off. I'm not joking," she added, giving them both a glare that left no doubt that she meant serious business.

Jacob scoffed before turning on his heels and running out the door. The door barely had time to slam shut behind him before the tearing of clothes was heard and a howl ripped the air.

Turning back to face the oldest Winchester, she gave him a glare.

"In the car. Both of you. Now!" she practically growled before storming out the door that Jacob had slammed behind him seconds before.

"Damn, Jake's imprint's got balls," Jared muttered, obviously impressed, but his smile fell when Embry whacked him upside the head.

"Believe me kid, you have no idea," Sam replied before grabbing Dean by the arm.

"Time to go, big brother."

There you go! It's a bit on the shorter side, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.

Until next time,

Unicorns and butterflykisses.