Well I nearly got it in at the weekend :) - living life as a student who's just finished their exams I've been sleeping and drinking all weekend. It's been beautiful!

Anyhoo I hope you enjoy it!

Big thank you to misticbutterfly for the encouragement and writing tips. I owe you!

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CPOV

Coward! That's what I am; a complete, good-for-nothing coward. I didn't even have the balls to go into that room. I'm pathetic. God, what was I thinking? Now, not only am I the loser who walked out on her when she needed a friend but now I am the loser who can't face being in the same room as her. Well done Charlie.

So what should I do now? I'm driving down the road back to my house where I have no doubt my daughter will be there, most likely with Edward, completely loved up and sweet. I love them both, Edward has become almost a son to me now, but I don't think I can bear watching their happiness as I wallow in my own disgusting self-pity, complete with beer in hand. I always felt something for Sue, but I never knew what it was. I still don't. I never bothered to look into it. She was my best friend's wife for God's sake! But after looking at her again, for the first time in nearly ten years, something stirred in me, something old, a spark, and it scared the living shit out of me!

I pull up outside my house. Oh fuck. The silver Volvo's there. I'm in for a rough night.

"Bells?" I shout as I walk through the door.

"In here, Dad!" I hear coming from the living room. As I enter I turn to the couch to see the pair of them snuggled up with a blanket over them, watching... baseball? What the hell is going on?

"Who are you, and what have you done with my daughter?" I say in all seriousness. Bella has always hated any type of sports, and has never made a secret of it, no matter how much I persuaded her when she was younger to try to play.

"Shut up Dad! We just felt like watching some sports!"

"Okay, Edward, care to give me your story? And make it more convincing than my daughter's."

"It's okay Charlie, just a friend was playing so we wanted to watch the game." He says before quickly turning the channel over.

There is something suspicious going on between them but God help me if I can figure it out.

"Why'd you turn it off? You were right in the middle of the game!" Now I'm really confused.

Both of them just look at each other then look at me. I hear Edward sigh before he resigns and turns the baseball back on. Now I see what they were hiding. A tall man with the name Dwyer on the back of his shirt was coming up to the mound. It's him, I know it's him.

I clench my fists tight and grit my teeth as I see him. I can't help it. Just looking at him angers me. The bastard stole my wife! He stole my Renée. You just don't do that to another man! I really want to hit something right now. How could my daughter do this? She was supporting him. I know I've always supported her relationship with both her mom and him but it's always killed me to see her with them. But now, she's hiding it from me? Is he going to take my daughter away from me too? She's all I've got left! Pull yourself together Charlie! He's not taking Bella. He's her stepfather! Of course she'll want to watch his games!

I shake my head. I need to get out of here. I quickly storm out of the room, not bothering to excuse myself or tell anyone where I'm going, because, truth be told, I have no fucking idea.

I get into my police cruiser and start to drive. I just need to get away. So I go in no particular direction, just driving down random streets till I pass the sign 'You are now leaving Forks'. There's a long, empty road so I just keep driving, the sun setting in front of me. My mind's going around in fucking circles, thinking about my failed marriage with Renée, my screwed up bachelor life and... Sue. No matter where my mind goes, it always comes right back to her beautiful, long, straight, black hair and those deep chestnut eyes.

Pull yourself together Charlie! What's the matter with you? I can't make sense of anything anymore. I shouldn't be feeling this... attraction towards Sue! She's my dead best friend's wife!

One thing I do miss about her though, is her beautiful smile; her perfect teeth and luscious lips. What the fuck Swan?! You've never used the word luscious in your life! But that's the only way to describe them. They were always... kissable. Ok now you've lost it!

It's getting late now, I should probably turn back home. But I don't want to. I just want to keep going, and keep driving. I turn onto a few small roads which are all too familiar.

I park up and get out of my cruiser.

How the fuck did I end up here?

"Hi."


SPOV

Seth won't look me in the eye. It's strange, he's hiding something from me and I don't know what it is. Oh God! What if the DUI was worse than I thought? Was it just alcohol? Oh my God! My son's a drug addict! Calm down Sue! It can't be anything like that. Charlie said it was all fine.

I'm sitting on my small plush armchair in the living room, getting lost in a book about vampires and werewolves. Sure, it's for teenagers but I love reading about a girl who's stupid enough to believe that true love is that simple. Or that true love even exists! Oh well, it does in fairytales at least.

"Woooooooaaaahhhhhh! This sex is on fire!" Seth's ringtone coming from the next room brings me out of my fantasy world.

"Hello?" The nervousness in Seth's voice has my 'motherly spidey-senses' on red alert. Why does my confident and inexplicably loud son sound all of a sudden terrified? I can't help it. I stand next to the door that's slightly ajar to try to listen in to the conversation, which is difficult with his newly found hushed voice.

"No. I didn't get any of it." What didn't he get any of?

"There wasn't any left. I checked." The conversation was getting steadily quieter.

"Yes Jared. I'm sure of it." Who's Jared? I can't get anything out of the conversation. Why is it now that my son has learned how to fucking whisper?

Resigned, I move back over to my chair and relax to try to get back into the book, but I can't get there. My mind keeps coming back to Seth, when he eventually comes out of the kitchen with the largest sandwich I'd ever seen.

"Who was on the phone dear?" Well no harm in seeing if he'll tell me out right.

"It was just Quil, Mom, asking if I could head out to his place for a little while. I'll go down there in a bit." Didn't think he would.

"Oh that's nice; you haven't seen him in a while."

He shakes his head and leaves the room. I hate it when he lies to me.

--

God today has officially killed me. But I can't sleep; which is why I'm sitting here, on the lounge swing, in my front yard. The unusually warm, summer air is refreshing to say the least. I've finally got back into my book, which I'm now getting seriously annoyed at. Why doesn't she pick the werewolf? He's much better looking in the films. I'm so lost in the story and my internal argument that I don't register the sound of a car coming up my road until it's already pulling up outside my house.

The sound of the door closing startles me as I stare into the eyes of the driver.

"Hi."

"What are you doing here?" I say in shock more than anything else.

The man looks up at me with completely blank eyes as if he has no idea what the hell he's doing or why.

"I don't know Sue. I just feel like I need to talk to you." I can see the strange uncertainty in his brown eyes.

"Sam you've caused enough damage to my family already. What are you doing here?" I spit, not very lady-like, I know, but sometimes I can't help myself when I'm near him.

"Seth's in trouble. I can't tell you how bad or who with, but take my word on this. He's in danger and he needs to get away. Soon." I think I may have just shit myself.

"What the hell are you doing to my son Sam? Isn't it bad enough that you hurt my daughter, just after she lost her father, but now you're going after my son as well? Get away from my house." I scream. The motherfucking bastard shouldn't be here.

After a fucking one-sided staring match he turns on his heels and marches back to his rust-bucket. What did he mean that my baby was in danger? Who'd want to hurt my innocent little boy? What am I going to do?

Slowly, I collapse, my legs turning completely to jelly. Tears stream down my face and my body shakes with broken sobs. I wish I could feel a pair of strong arms around me. Holding me tight, willing the pain to go away. I need someone to tell me not to worry, everything will be fine, that Seth is safe, and that I'm just being the usual overprotective mother.

But I don't just need anyone.

I need Charlie.

This realisation sends me in another spiral of tears and I just sit there, outside my home, crying for god knows how long. Look at me. I'm pining after someone who, before this morning, I hadn't even spoken to in ten years. I am truly pathetic.

I don't move from my spot until I feel a tiny raindrop fall onto my cheek. Then another. And another. I finally decide to get off my ass and move inside, out of the typical Washington rain. I decide on something else as well.

I'm going to speak to Charlie Swan.

And this time, I won't fuck it up.


CPOV

"Hi."

It's been a long time since I've been here. I sit down on the grass and stare in front of me.

Here lies

Harry Clearwater

Loving father, husband, friend.

February 24 1954 – March 15 1999

I can't bring myself to say anything at first. No matter how I look at it, I'm betraying his memory by thinking of Sue this way. It's not right. But it feels like it.

I stare for a few minutes more, unsure of what to do. Eventually I bite the bullet and confess.

"Harry, I don't know what to do here, man. Hell, I'm sure you're looking down on me now with the dirtiest look on your face. I just don't know what to do. I never could make sense of how I felt about Sue, well you know how long it takes me to process anything, and we men don't get any better in old age, huh?" I sigh. "God, you were always the wise one, the one who knew what the hell he was doing, not me. You were happy, and it wasn't fair how early you were taken. It never was. And now, you have your best friend wanting your wife? You have got to be pissed by that. I know I would be. But here's the thing. I can't help it. Sue is, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. If anything, she's gotten even more beautiful over the years. And all I want to do right now is see her smile at me. You know how beautiful that is. Jesus, Harry, I'm so fucking sorry. I can't get your wife off my mind. I don't know what to do."

I give up. I can't say anymore. I know I should stay away from Sue, but that thought makes me cringe. I have to see her. I need to see her. I need her.

The clouds finally give in and the rain starts. I know I have to get back home. Bella's going to be worried. I get up and walk back to the cruiser.

Driving back to my house I make the first real decision I've made in years.

I'm going to sort this out with Sue. Before it's too late.


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