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RPOV

What was his problem? What did I even do wrong? Those thoughts kept haunting me while I took a quick shower and changed. I know it had been stupid to challenge him, but I really thought that I had a winning chance. In uniform I walked upstairs, got my Glock, handcuffs and radio and sat down at my desk. Sheriff Black was already in his office ignoring me completely, that was a good thing because I couldn't handle his gloating right now. I was going through some files when we got a call from the dispatcher.

Domestic violence. One of the things that cut right through your heart. I jumped up as Jacob scribbled down the address.

'What are you doing?' He frowned as he noticed me waiting for him.

I stated the obvious. 'I'm going with you.' His brown eyes drilled into mine and for a second I was sure he was going to object. I knew he didn't wanted me here, but it was protocol that two police officers needed to secure the scene. I knew that and he knew that as well. So without saying another word he walked to the garage and I followed him before he could change his mind. We hopped into the car and drove to the address given to us. We didn't speak on the way, and when my eyes flickered over to Jacob I noticed he was clutching to the wheel. If he put any more pressure on the steering wheel there was a chance it would break, but I knew better than to say anything about that. I've learned my lesson by now.

The house was small, but looked lovely. The garden was beautiful, filled with all sorts of flowerbed and it smelled like fresh cut grass. The house was positioned on the end of the road, far away from the other houses. The house looked peaceful, but the screams that were coming from the inside told us it was bad. We stepped out of the car and I reached for my Glock. Jacob who noticed, shook his head a bit annoyed and then ran towards the front door and aggressively knocked on it.

'Police, open up.' He yelled. The screaming stopped. With my super sensitive hearing I could hear their muffled voices from inside. 'You called the Police? You stupid cunt!' A man's voice hissed. 'No Barry, it wasn't me. I swear.' A woman's voice answered with a desperate undertone.

'Open up, right now!' Jacob shouted again. Footsteps were coming our way and the door opened. It was the man who opened the door. He was around forty, buthis muddy brown hair was already turning grey. He was wearing a filthy top and short and the smell of beer and cigarettes cringed in my nose. Jacob glared at him and the man put on his most welcoming smile.

'Sheriff, what can we do for you?' His tone was friendly and he sounded like a completely different person. Jacob however wasn't impressed, nor was I. We all knew what happened here and that his friendly attitude was just a façade to protect himself.

'Step aside.' Jacob barked and a little intimidated the man did as he was told. He stepped aside giving us the chance to walk inside. My eyes didn't need long to adjust to the darkness surrounding us. The house was clean, everything was polished and there was not a speck of dust anywhere. I didn't need to take a look at the man to know that it wasn't his doing. We proceeded to the kitchen were a petit woman was sitting on a chair with an ice pack pressed to her face.

'Sheriff Black!' She tried to smile. But her lip was busted and her face was al swollen on the left side which turned her smile more into a grimace. Jacob didn't smile back, nor did he greet her. He just turned around to her husband. 'Take a walk Barry.' He barked.

Jacob knew them by name, which somehow didn't came as a surprise for me. It was a little town and most people know each other by name. But I wondered if something like this happened before, maybe that would be the reason he knew them by name. When I took another look at the woman I sincerely hoped that wasn't the case, but I somehow doubted it.

'Why?' Barry tried to act surprised. But Jacob wasn't having any of his shit. 'Go take a smoke outside, or I will cuff you and throw you in the trunk of my car.' He hissed. Barry didn't need any more persuasion and did as he was told. He grabbed his pack of smokes and quickly hurried outside.

'Lydia.' Jacob pulled out a chair and took a seat next to her. 'What happened?' I took out my notebook to document her testimony. But like many other victims of domestic violence she didn't talk. Instead she took her husbands side. It was not uncommon in these cases, usually the woman blamed herself thinking it was her own fault that got her into this situation. Sometimes the woman was ashamed, trying to keep up the happy family lie for the outside world. Sometimes there was a lifetime of suffering, sometimes we could stop it in time. I hoped for the second.

'I slipped, fell of the stairs. I'm just very clumsy.' She stated. I shut my notepad, knowing it had no use. Jacob didn't gave up that easily, but he was very kind with her. Knowing she was fragile and hurt. 'Do you want to press charges this time? It can't go on like this Lydia.' He whispered as he took her hand in his. For a second there was hesitation, but she shook it of really quick.

'Charges for what Sheriff Black? Nothing happened, I just slipped.'

My attention shifted when I heard the creaking of the stairs. Barry was outside which meant there was someone else in the house. Perhaps a kid? Jacob didn't seem to notice and I quietly sneaked upstairs. A pair of blue eyes stared at me from the darkness.

'Hi.' I whispered as I offered my hand to the kid. He was around five or six, sitting in his superman pajamas with his teddy bear pressed to his chest. I had to try very hard to not let the emotions get the best of me when I saw him like that. When I offered him my hand he slowly stood up and stepped backwards. There was distrust in his eyes and I couldn't blame him.

'It's okay.' I shushed him.

'Are you a Police Officer?' He whispered. I nodded slowly as I kneeled down to level with him. He then spurted towards me and flew into my arms. I didn't expected him to and I almost lost my balance.

'Are you here to save my Mommy? You have to save my Mommy.' He whispered as tears rolled over his cheek. My heart broke holding him in my arms like that. 'It was a very brave thing you did, calling the Police Station.' I whispered and he grabbed my hand, squeezing it to make sure I wouldn't let go. It was an assumption, but since the wife didn't call and the neighbors were to far to hear the screaming it had to be him. He wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded. 'Miss Doyle says the Police is our best friend. She told us we should call them when we are in trouble.' I had no idea who miss Doyle was, maybe it was his teacher or maybe a family friend, but she was absolutely right.

'What's you name sweetheart?' I asked him trying to take his mind of things.

'Anthony.' He told me.

'Okay, Anthony we are going to see your mom. Is that okay with you?' I said as I slowly stood up. He never let go of my hand, making sure I would go with him if he went downstairs.

'Is she in much pain?' He muttered as reluctantly followed me. I didn't answer the question, I just couldn't tell him. It was terrible that his dick of a father beat the living crap out of his mother. Instead I just gave him a little smile. I lifted Anthony up in my arms and walked downstairs to reunite with Jacob. They were still talking in a hushed tone, making sure Barry wouldn't hear. By the looks of it, Lydia stayed with her story of falling down the stairs.

'Mommy!' Anthony exclaimed and jumped out of my arms. He ran towards his mother and wrapped his arms around her knees. He then slowly started to sob. Both surprised by the interruption Jacob and Lydia looked up to me.

'Anthony did something very brave today. He called the police station because he wanted to protect his mother.' Lydia's eyes grew bigger when she realized it was her son who called the Police. With a pained face she stared back at me, and I knew there was a war going on inside of her. Maybe she didn't had to courage to protect herself. But by the looks of it, she loved her son unconditionally. She needed to press charges, because if she didn't it wouldn't be long before social services would take Anthony from her. I needed her to realize that.

'Now we need you to be very brave Lydia.' I whispered as my eyes drilled in hers. I needed her to understand. I needed her to cling to her last strength and press charges against Barry.

'I can't.' She whispered. Her voice was thick with emotion. She took Anthony on her lap and caressed his cheek, wiping away his tears.

'Lydia,' Jacob said taking over. 'What will happen when Barry finds out that Anthony called the police?' He didn't ask her because he wanted to push her, no he asked because he wanted her to sincerely think about her answer. Lydia eventually came to the same conclusion as we had.

'They are going to take him away aren't they?' She hold onto Anthony like we were going to rip him out of her arms right here, right now. This was the mother instinct that I was looking for, that was the strength she needed right now.

'They might.' I said honestly. 'But if you press charges..' I couldn't finish my sentence because Barry stormed inside. Guess he was fed up with waiting. Jacob jumped up and took a protective stance before Lydia and Anthony.

'You will not press charges you stupid slut!' He screamed. He was showing us his true colors, his eyes ,which were bloodshot, focused on Lydia with an intense hate. His mouth was foaming as he screamed at her. Anthony clung to his mother for protection and hid his face in her sweater.

'Okay, step back.' I said as I pushed him back with one arm. 'I need you to keep your distance.'

'And I need you to shut the fuck up you stupid cunt.' He directed his anger at me now.

'Okay, that's it.' I stated and kicked him in the knee pit. He fell forward, onto his hands and knees and I grabbed his arms and twisted them onto his back. He startled to struggle, but I cuffed him without any problems.

'This is assault, you can't do this. I have a bad knee!' He screamed as he threw a tantrum. Now that it was clear as day that he wouldn't get away with this he was taking up the victim role.

'Assault? You just slipped and fell. That's all what happened.' I whispered in his ear, not hard enough for Lydia and Anthony to heart it, because that wouldn't be professional. But by the look in Jacobs eyes he heard me and I wasn't sure how he felt about that.

'Put him in the car and wait for me there as I take their statement.' He ordered. I realized I'd never seen a guy with such sullen eyes in my entire life. Sure my dad could be sullenly too sometimes, but Jacob was lord and master when it came to it. But I did as he told me and took Barry to the car, I purposely forgot to mention that he should watch his head when he stepped into the car, and locked the door.

Jacob took his time taking up Lydia's statement. Meanwhile I was waiting outside, in the freezing cold. I refused to sit in the car, because I didn't feel the need to interact with Barry. So stubbornly I waited and waited until my hands turned slightly purple and I could barely feel them. It was still early and the sun started to rise from behind the mountaintop. It was a beautiful sight, seeing how the sunlight shone on the green leaves. It kept me busy for the time I needed to wait. Finally Jacob joined us and told Barry he was under arrest. He read him his rights and without saying a word to me stepped into the car. I didn't knew what to expect, but certainly not the silent treatment. In my opinion I handled the situation well, Jacob seemed to disagree because he was angered. He was so mad that his hand were shaking.

When we arrived at the station Noah walked out and took Barry away. He would get the opportunity to contact a lawyer and if he couldn't afford one he would get one who was assigned by the state to do it pro-bono. Jacob handed me the audio recording and paperwork so I could transcript them and file everything. Then he walked into his office without saying another word to me. I rolled my eyes and got to work. It took me less than an hour to type out the whole statement and put all the data in the system. Reluctant I stood up to hand it to my boss. I sighted and knocked on the door to his office.

'Come in.' He said and I did. I put the files on his desk. 'Everything is processed I just need your signature before I can file it.'

'Sure, just a second.' He said and answered the phone first. I turned around, not listening to the conversation at all, and looked at the books that were on the shelf. There were a lot of criminology books which peaked my interest. I doubted if I could borrow them, he probably wouldn't let me. The door opened and a young woman walked into the office. She had long black hairs with bangs, piercing blue eyes and a friendly smile on her face. One look at her clothing told me she was probably a flight attendant.

'You must be Jake's new intern. Renesmee right?' She asked. I nodded and my eyes flickered to the wedding ring on her finger. She was probably Jacob's wife, what was her name again? Seth told me, but I forgot because I didn't think it was interesting for me to know.

'Jane.' She said as she hold out her hand. I shook it politely. 'Nice to meet you.'

'Jake told me you would be joining them. He'd been looking forward to your arrival for weeks. It's great that you moved to Forks to help out. They really appreciate it.' She beamed and I had trouble believing her, if he indeed looked forward to having me here he didn't show it at all. He barely even spoke to me, let alone some words of gratitude. I just gave her a polite smile as I awkwardly waited for Jacob to finish his call.

'So how are you settling in? Do you have made some friends around here?' Jane continued our awkward conversation. She was at least trying her best to make me feel welcome - I told myself. I shouldn't dislike her just because she was Jacob's wife. She couldn't do anything about the fact that her husband was such a dick to me.

'Well not really, it's a complete new environment for me. Work has first priority right now, so I didn't have to chance to go out and meet people yet.' I answered a little reserved. I didn't feel the need to talk about my personal life with this complete stranger, let alone if Jacob was in the room.

'I understand, I travel a lot and I know how hard it is to meet new people.' Jane agreed with me. I glanced over to Jacob one more time, hoping that fucking call would be over. I could tell he was rushed by the answers he was giving, maybe I should just come back later.

'I have an idea, we're hosting a dinner party this weekend, on Saturday. Why don't you join us? Seth will be there too. It will be fun!' It was endearing how she tried her best to make me feel at home in Forks, but I couldn't imagine a worse night. Spending the whole night at Jacob's house? With his wife and friends? I would rather get my left leg amputated.

'That's really sweet of you. But unfortunately I can't.' I lied as I tried to make up an socially acceptable excuse. I just told her that I didn't knew anyone here in Forks so that was quite the challenge.

'Oh no sweetheart, I insist. As a thank you for joining the force.' She smiled at me showing me her perfect white teeth. Before I could say anything Jacob finally hung up the phone and interfered.

'Renesmee is working the night shift Saturday.' Jacob informed the both of us.

So guys, in the next chapter Renesmee and Jacob will have a moment. How will that work out? Stay tuned and find out. Also let me know what you think by pressing that review button! ( I know you can do it, come on ;))