Being a Winchester

Visitors

"So, you're telling me that not only Vampires are real, but so are all mythological creatures?" Bella asked me after thinking for a few moments. I had just told her everything. She's taking it well, for now. I nodded my head quickly, hoping that she wouldn't flip out. Then again, she does know about the Cullens so....maybe there's hope!

"You're not joking?" I my inner happy dance stopped when she said that. I knew right hten that she didn't believe me. Everytime we tell someone our secret and they say that, well it's not because they believe us. People ask that question to see if we're crazy, and frankly I was dissapointed. I mean, you believe that your boyfriend is a vampire, but not that your best friend is a supernatural hunter? That's just hypocritical, in my own opinion. I sighed, looking down for a moment. I thought of my options, and frankly, there weren't many of them. I wondered what my brothers would do in this situation? Well, since we were always on a case when this problem came up, we just proved it to them. I looked up and caught Bella's eyes.

"Yeah, I was wondering if I could trick ya." I told her with a smirk and wink. Bella stared at me for a moment, then smiled. She bought it.

"Good, I was worried that you actually thought that. Vampires, really?" She said with a smile. I chuckled and threw a pillow off my bed at her. I guess she doesn't need to know. The rest of the day we hung out at my house until she had to go home. As soon as Bella left my phone rang, probably Alice.

"Hello?" I asked, not really in the mood for talking. There wasn't an answer. "Hello?" I tried again, getting annoyed real fast. Once again there wasn't an answer. "You know what, if you're not going to answer then don't call me!" I yelled, hanging up. I started to walk away when there was a knock at my door. I frowned, what now? I stomped over to the door and yanked it open.

"WHAT?!?!?" I screamed, glaring at the figures at my door. Then I gasped when seeing who was there.

"Whoa, calm down. What bit you in the ass Aisling?" My jaw literally dropped.

"Dean, be nice!" What. The. Hell?

~Later~

It was about 1:00 in the morning now because I was helping my brothers do some research on their latest case. Apparently, there were some weird things going on in Seattle and since it was so close to here they decided to drop by.

"What exactly am I looking for again?" I asked, turning to Sam who was on the couch with his laptop. He looked up and sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"Well, from the information we gathered at the station, and what we found out from locals," Sam started, but was cut off as Dean walked in the room from the kitchen.

"We have no idea. Say, Ash did you know that you're all out of beer?" I rolled my eyes at that last part.

"Dean, there was never any beer in there in the first place." I explained slowly, as if speaking to a child, which in my opinion I was.

"Oh, well then. Anyway, the victims all died in a weird way. The locals said that the boys all were fine a few days before dying, but they said that the all were sick. Like the cold or something. The autopsy wasn't any help either, because it would seem that every organ and other major parts of the body were just fine." I frowned taking this all in.

"Boys? How old?" I asked him. Dean sighed and flipped though a file on the table.

"There were all teenage boys in the high school. We also found out that the same thing happened in Port Angelous about two weeks ago, this time it was a smaller amount of victims, but the same M.O." I nodded my head, thinking.

"That means there's a chance that it's coming here. Great. Why hasn't this been on the news? I understand if it was a small town like Forks, but those two places?" I asked them. It just didn't make any sense.

"Well, they think it's some kind of bug, and they want to keep it under wraps so, nothing. There'll probably be something up soon though." Even more wonderful. Then I thought of something, maybe Carisle has some info on this.

"How good was the autopsy?" I asked, getting ready to get up. Dean frowned while Sam just shook his head.

"Well, normal I guess. Why?" I shook my head, ignoring him. Maybe....

"I don't know, but I do know that I need to go to bed. I have school tomorrow." I paused, just remembering my suspension. Great. Then an idea came to mind.

"Hey Sam, you're good at convincing people things." I said, turning around. Sam just gave me a look, knowing that I was about to ask something he doesn't want to do. "Could you call the school in the morning and have the principle forget about my suspension?" I asked, sending him the puppy eyes.

"What did you do now Ash?" Sam asked with a sigh. I nervously twiddled my thumbs to seem innocent.

"I uh, punched a girl in the face during gym." I mumbled, but they heard me.

"Nice!" Dean said with a grin. Of course Sam frowned at him, so Dean corrected himself. "Oh, uh, I mean bad. That's horrible." Dean leaned forwad with another grin. "Did they deserve it?" I huffed, getting angry at the memory of it.

"Of course she did! She kept whacking me in the face with a racket, tripped me, and had the guts to call me clumsy!" I roared pissed off again. Sam leaned back while Dean let out a low whistle.

"Calm down tiger." He said chuckling. I sent him a glare, daring him to continue. He thought better.

"I'll see what I can do Ash, but please don't do it again." Sam said in a tired voice. I nodded my head and nodded.

"Thanks, by the way, I only have one guest bedroom by the bathroom, you can fight about who sleeps there and who sleeps on the couch. Night!" I called out, walking upstairs. Before I even got to the stairs I heard them arguing. I shook my head, they haven't changed at all.