Dean is speeding through town after town waiting for the Forks sign to pop up. "Okay, brief me on the cold-ones" he says between bites of the day old burrito.

"Dean! That is disgusting" I say while reaching to turn down the horrible music being blasted in the stereo but received a slapped wrist instead. "The brief" he demands while tossing the burrito wrapper out the window.

"Okay, Okay!" I click on my computer. "So cold-ones cannot be killed by a stake, they don't burn in the sun-"

"What the hell are they pixies?" Dean smarts.

"Wait, listen to this," I scroll down on my computer copy of dad's journal "they sparkle. They sparkle!" I laugh. Dean was right they are pixies. "Well damn they are pixies." Dean smirks.

"They are killed by fire, but ripping them to shreds before burning them guarantees their demise." I turn off the computer. "Is that it?" Dean questions.

"That's all we need to know." I state thinking about the girl with dark brown hair. How she wasn't scared of death. It seemed like she welcomed it. "So what about this girl? Who is she?" Dean pushes.

Dean still hasn't fully accepted my abilities. He is accessing it like any other case. Right now he is at the point where he is trying to grasp what it is.

"Her name is Isabella Swan she moved to Forks two years ago" I had googled Forks High and searched for a picture of her. "The new girl" was the title of a school article in last year's FHS newspaper. I show Dean the picture on the now reopened laptop. "Damn" he whistles "not too bad."

"She is also the Chiefs kid" I almost snapped. For some reason I feel really protective of her.

"Okay, calm down buddy. I get it you 'saw' her first you got dibs" he elbows my ribs. "Just make sure she's not possessed before you, you know - Ow!" I punch his shoulder.

"Shut up" I growl. He gives a big smile knowing he has won.

"So now we need to find out her connections with the cold-ones." Dean steers the conversation away from wherever it was going. He slows as he reaches the Forks sign. "You called Billy Black right?" Dean asks, wanting to make sure we weren't starting a war with the only somewhat peaceful monsters on the planet. Billy promised our father a safe place to rest on the reservation as a reward for killing the cold one who murdered his wife.

Billy's father would have been the alpha of his pack. Our dad soon realized they did the same thing we do just with one target instead of millions.

Billy Black's generation didn't turn into shapeshifters because of the lack of coldone presence and because of that Billy was ill prepared when a cold one showed up on his reservation and threw his car off a bridge.

"Yes and he has alerted the pack that we are here." I add knowing that Dean doesn't know about the new generation of Shapeshifters.

Dean looks shocked for a second. "There's another pack?" "Yah and you know what that means."

"There back." Dean presses the pedal down once again. "We need to find her, now."