BPOV

After grabbing something to eat and buying Sam something to go, we head back to the hotel. As we got out of the Mustang, a feeling came over me that something wasn't right.

We open the door to our room when I heard the velvet voice I never wanted to hear again.

"Yes, she know what I was."

"Edward," I breathe out.

What the fuck was he doing here?

"Bella, it is so good to see you love. I am glad you are ok," Edward stated, walking over to me. Dean stands in front of me and looks over at Sam. Dean holds out his hand and introduced himself.

"Dean Winchester, and something tells me you are Edward Cullen, am I right?" Dean says with distain in his voice. Edward takes his hand and shakes it. Dean flinched at how cold Edwards hand was.

"Yes, I'm a friend of Miss. Swan," Edward says in his Victorian voice.

"Winchester; her name is now Mrs. Winchester," Dean says as the pissing contest continues. Edward looks over at me and looks down at my left hand; my wedding bands shinning in the dim light of the room.

"I see, I guess congratulation is in order," Edward says with pain visibly on his forever young face.

"Dean, this is Bella's…." Sam begins but is cut off by Dean again.

"Ex-boyfriend, I know," Dean says looking back at me.

How the hell does he know that?

"Now who is the mind reader?" I say too low for Dean and Sam to hear, but a small smile tugs at the corner of Edward's lips. I shake my head and walk in front of Dean to give Sam his food. As I was handing him his drink I drop his straw. Not thinking anything about it, I bend over to grab it only to hear a low growl coming from my ex. I snap up real quick and look over at him.

"What the hell was that?" Sam asked.

"He was thinking some rather inappropriate things about Bella. What does a pizza man have to do with anything?" Edwards asks looking very confused. Dean starts coughing and Sam is looking at the three of us like we are a sitcom on TV.

"How the hell did he know that?" Dean growls.

"Oh um," was my brilliant answer. I didn't want to give away Edward's story; it was his story to tell if he wanted.

"I can read minds and next to my brother Jasper, you two have some of the most horrific memories I have ever seen," Edward says with so much pain in his voice that I couldn't help but wonder what he saw.

"You are telling me that you cold ones can read minds too?" Dean says with disbelief. Then he says something too low for me to here.

"What does Paul have to do with anything?" Edward asks. Dean's head snaps up and looks over at me with a look of…. Guilt? Why was he looking so guilty? Then it all starts to make since, Dean shying away from me, him knowing who and what Edward was, and now mentioning Paul.

"You called Paul didn't you?! He told you about the Cullen's didn't he?!" I was livid. How dare he go behind my back and call Paul to get information on me.

"You know about all of this and you didn't tell me Dean?" Sam yells.

"Yes, I know everything. I know about you falling with this pretty boy mother fucker. I know about the vamp taking a bite out of you. I know that you wanted to become one of them. I know about your eighteenth birthday. I know about him leaving you in the woods. I know about the shifters. Basically… I know about everything." Dean admits starting to get mad.

"You son of a bitch!" I say getting into his face. "How dare you go behind my back and call my best friend to get dirt on me. I wasn't ready for you to know because it still hurts to talk about. And you," I say pointing to Edward, "Why the hell are you here? You left me four years ago and never looked back. While I'm at it I might as well say this too. What the hell is your problem with me Sam? I admit I haven't told you guys everything but that was because I needed to know I could trust you and now I see that I can't."

"I am simply here to check on you Bella. Alice had a vision of you fighting in a warehouse and getting injured. I just wanted to make sure you were ok." Edward says looking down at the ugly brown shag carpet of the hotel room.

At least he looked ashamed.

"To check on me? Where were you when Victoria Killed Charlie? Where the fuck was Alice's visions then!? You left me to protect me. You wouldn't change me because you didn't want to damn my soul." I scream. I needed to get out of this room. I needed to get away from Dean, who I am now for the first time, regretting getting married to. I go to leave but Dean grabs my arm and stops me.

"Bella, you know how I felt about your soul. We don't have one, yours is too pure for this," Edward pleads with me. Sam and Dean's heads shoot up and I can tell some shit was about to go down.

"What is he talking about Bella?" Dean asks as I try to escape again.

"Edward has this belief that he doesn't have a soul," I retort. "He was so convinced that if he changed me that I would end up in hell for all eternity. I wanted to be just like him however he didn't have the balls to change me," I spat towards Edward.

"Bella, you know that I wanted you to be human. You couldn't accept that. I left you because I knew that I would be more harm to you than anything. Please accept that it was for the best," Edward said.

I felt the tears stinging my eyes. I didn't want to cry like this. Not in front of Dean… especially not in front of him. "Edward, you left me broken, hurt and I wanted to die in that forest that day. Do you not know the pain you caused me?"

Edward looked away, knowing the pain he caused me. "I'm sorry…"

"Sorry doesn't cut it Edward Cullen. You were a bastard for taking my choice away from me. Now I hunt assholes like you because you couldn't stick around to help me protect my own family."

I turned to walk away, and I saw Edward glance towards Dean and nod.

"Bella, I think we need to talk," Dean says before I can get to the door.

"Not now, Dean," I say trying to escape.

"Edward was right, Bella. About your soul. I know from personal experience what happens once you die. You may want to listen to what Sam and I have to say."

I stopped in my tracks as I saw tears well up in Sam's eyes and I knew something was about to change my mind about Edward's opinion on my soul.

AN:R&R please!

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Mel & E