I do not own any characters from the Twilight series and this story is just for fun.
1.
The second Charlie Swan twisted the cap of the top if his beer the phone rang. Typical he thought. It had been less than 2 hours since he had clocked off work and was more than ready for a relaxing evening in front of the TV. Friday night was all his, the rest of the weekend was to be his time with Bells and his grandchild. This was something he had been looking forward to all month and he just knew that the ringing phone was about to ruin it all.
He took a long swig of the beer expecting it to be the only one he would get and picked up the receiver.
"Yeah"
"Chief, Sorry to bother you but it's Shane Thomason again" said Emma over at the station. Charlie swore under his breath while Emma waited patiently for a response. There were certain situations where the Chief of Police was never off duty and Shane Thomason was one of them.
"Right, where are they?….. OK!…..Tell them I'm on my way… Charlie said with irritation then hung up the receiver. He put his beer back in the refrigerator, jogged upstairs and grabbed his badge and gun. Dressed in jeans and usual checked shirt he pulled the cruiser out of the driveway, radioed in and checked on the situation.
The 28 year old man called Shane Thomason had been a menace to the town since he was about 10 years old. He was building a career on making bad decisions, Charlie was racing to the scene because as a general rule those decisions usually involved someone getting hurt.
Heading out of town along the tree line the sun had well and truly set for the day. Gone were the streetlights of main street and all that lit the way were the headlights from the cruiser. It was't long before he found what he was looking for and he cursed a little more.
Shane stood on the grass verge holding what looked to be young Katie Flynn close to him. His voice was booming over to the two officers, who had adopted a stand off position. Stepping out of the car and walking towards his colleagues he saw through the beam of the headlights that Shane was also waving a gun around. Poor Katie looked terrified as Shane pulled her around like a rag doll. He was screaming at the officers that this was none of their business. This was a different Shane than Charlie had seen before. His behaviour seemed manic, most likely a reaction to some kind of drugs.
"Where the hell did you get a gun, Shane?" Charlie said in his usual impassive tone. He pulled out in front of his officers and into the full view of the man.
Shane suddenly fell silent, his eyes narrowing with hatred as he watched the breath of the Chief catch in the cold night air.
"Who brought this bastard down here?" he shouted with loathing.
"You know by now Shane, that when you mess up, I'm the one they call" Charlie replied and took a step closer.
"I haven't done anything wrong, it was just an argument with my girlfriend" he yelled back
Charlie Swan was a self-possessed man. Life and consequence had made him that way but that hadn't always been the case. As a kid it didn't take much to rile him up and even all these years later, there were times where he wanted to ditch his stoic persona. He looked over at Shane and wanted nothing more than to kick the living crap out of this walking disaster but he couldn't, so instead he took a deep breath and another step closer.
"Done nothing wrong!" he repeated back to Shane in a challenging tone.
"Well let's see, You don't seem your self tonight" he stated referring to Shane's agitated behaviour.
"and your truck is here, so I'd say you've been driving under the Influence. You seem to have done more that argue with Miss Flynn here" he added eyeing up the bruising along her arms.
"And to top it off you have a gun pointed at police officers, so I would say that you have well and truly messed up" He watched Shane take in the information and start to think about what he was doing, Charlie used the time to follow up
"So, put the goddamn gun down before you end up in a whole new world of shit" There was little patience left now in the Chief's words. A minute or two of silence followed while the two men stared at each other and Charlie willed Shane to make a move.
Shane must have read his mind because in a split second he dropped the gun, dropped the girl and hurled himself at the Chief of Police. Charlie struggled to stay on his feet as the guy tried to get a number of punches in. When Charlie seem to gain some control he suddenly felt a sharp pain run down the right side of his body.
"Ahhh" Charlie shouted as he pushed Shane away and delivered a hard punch to his face, sending him straight to the floor. The Chief knew how to throw a punch and normally it was enough to make a guy think about getting back up but whatever Shane had taken seemed to numb his senses and within no time he was getting back on his feet. It was then that Mark and Pete who had secured the girl and gun came running and pinned Shane to the ground. Almost breaking his arm around his back as they pulled a switchblade away for his grip before cuffing him.
"You knifed me?" Charlie yelled with disbelief as he struggled to keep his anger at bay. Pete saw his boss trying to move in and give the now cuffed man another punch but called out to stop him.
"Hey Chief, are you ok?" he asked not able to get a clear view of Charlie behind the glare of the headlights. The Chief stopped and touch below his ear. His fingers touched something wet and even in the dark Charlie knew it was blood.
"Just a scratch I think" he replied calling out to the officers. He touched the blood again and felt a throb of pain flash through the whole right side of his body. He glanced at Katie Flynn who was sat in the back of his cruiser and then at the two officers who had their hands full pulling a kicking and screaming Shane towards their car.
"Look I will run Miss Flynn over to the hospital and get us both checked out, ok. You get that piece of work locked up and I'll be there soon" He said pointing at Shane who was still trying to get out of the strong hold of the two officers.
Charlie watched as they pushed the guy into the back of the car and drove back to the station. Without the headlights the dark seem to draw around him and another thump of pain shot through his body as he climbed back into the cruiser.
The trip to the hospital seemed to take twice as long as usual, he felt pain every time he turned a corner. He tried to distract himself by talking to Katie.
"How are you doing back there?" he called
"I'm ok, Sir, what about you?" she asked, her voice quiet and shaky from her ordeal. He didn't answer, it suddenly seem to take all his concentration to keep on the road.
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