A/N I don't own "Suddenly" from Schmigadoon. Also there is some light violence in this chapter, but nothing too serious.
Also, I'm not a huge fan of this chapter since I rewrote it five times, but I gotta keep it rolling.
Onward!
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It had been a few days since Chloe had reconnected with Miles. Much to her surprise, the last few days she had been out with the man.
While she wouldn't consider spending time with him dating, she felt somewhat happy again. She felt guilty that she enjoyed the attention and the stolen glances…it made her feel young again.
Young and in love, like all those years ago.
She would spend time with him around lunch and after ten pm, to avoid questions from the kids. While Miles was not a replacement for Beca, she couldn't tell them about him in fear of being accused of trying to erase the past.
"So," Miles says, stopping as they had walked to her doorstep, "uh, I hate to ask you this..but would you ever fall in love again?"
Chloe's eyebrows knit, "It would depend." "On what?" "If I felt like I was ready. I was with Beca for a very long time and I just always thought that we'd grow old together you know?" She looked up at the taller man.
"Do you fall in love with personality or gender?" "Why are you asking me this?" "I don't know, I guess I thought I had a chance."
He looked away. "Miles," She turned her head to face her own, "What are you saying?"
He sighed, "I've wanted to reach out for years, but I figured that you were upset and didn't want to push anything onto you. Everything is changing and I don't want to go out without taking my shot. These last few days have all made sense to me now, and I don't want it ever to go away:
Suddenly I find myself forgetting
All the things that bounce around my brain
Suddenly I want to plan a wedding
Although I know that's perfectly insane
There's no sense in trying to explain it
What and where and why and when and how
All I know is suddenly I love you
And suddenly that's all that matters now"
He stepped back, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…I should go."
"Miles, wait." Chloe grabbed his arm, "Do really mean all what you just said?"
He smiled, "I do. Chloe Mitchell, I am in love with you. I don't care if you're a writer and I'm just some choreographer. I want to be your boyfriend:
Suddenly it seems I'm not the teacher
And there's so much more for me to learn
Suddenly I want to call a preacher
And that's the sort of thought I used to spurn
There's no sense in trying to explain it
What and where and why and when and how
All I know is suddenly I love you
And suddenly that's all that matters now"
He leaned in the kiss her, pulling her tight. Chloe, for a moment, enjoyed it before pulling away.
"Miles…I can't. It's all too fast. I'm still grieving. I lost the love of my life and I'm still trying to figure out how to breathe. This, I can't do. Not yet. Not now." She said.
Miles nodded, "You're right. It's only been a few days. I'm sorry." Chloe pulled him in for a hug when the door flew open and Benson's fist slammed into Miles's jaw.
Miles near fell down the step, "Kid, what the hell!?" "Stay away from my mom!" Benson swung again.
Miles ducked and swung back. The two began to fight as Chloe tried to pry them apart.
Avery came down the steps and tried to step in, but began to join Benson after a wild punch by Miles hit her in the jaw.
Chloe turned back, "Caylie, call the cops!" Caylie nods and pulls out her phone. Chloe was finally able to pull her taller daughter off of Miles, but struggled pulling her son off.
Miles threw Benson off of him. Benson went to go back, but was stopped by Chloe. "Benson Jonathan Mitchell, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" She yells, her bright blue eyes shooting daggers.
"He's got his hands all over ya! We don't know what the hell his intentions are!" He tries to push past his smaller mother.
"What I do with my life is none of your concern! You have no right to attack anyone because they are touching me! That goes for you too Avery! Go inside and sit at the table until the police get here!" She points to the twins.
"But-" "NOW!" She yells causing them to scamper. She turned back to Miles, who was wiping blood off of his nose. "And you. I don't care if he hit you first, you don't hit a goddamn child! Are you fucking insane!?"
"Chloe, I-" "No. You have no right to Chloe me. I won't press charges on you hitting my children…but if you ever pull something like that again, it'll be a guarantee that I'll leave in handcuffs. Do you understand me?"
He nodded as sirens flashed. "Good." She turned and walked over to the officer, "Good evening."
"Evening Ma'am, we got a call about a fight?" "That is correct." "Are both parties still here?" "Yes. My children are in the house and the other is over there."
The Officer turned to his partner and whispered something. The other went into the house.
"Ma'am, how old are your children?" "The two involved are fifteen." "Alright, I'm going to talk to this gentleman out here and you go inside and sit with your children since they are minors."
She nods before walking back inside. The other officer was waiting at the door for her, "I'm Officer Marciano and what are the children's names?" He asked.
"Benson and Avery Mitchell." "And your name?" "Chloe Mitchell." She says as they headed to the dining room.
"Do you need me to call for Captain Stabler or Lieutenant Benson?" He asked. "This isn't a special victims case." "I know, but I have a feeling they might respond better to one of them."
"Okay. Sounds good. I'll sit with my children while we wait for them." She says walking to the dining room.
Fin and Amanda pulled up to the Mitchell residence. "Got any idea why Stabler sent us?" Amanda asked. "He and Liv have a meeting tomorrow morning with an attorney and since we're not doing anything he sent us." Fin says as they got out of the car.
There were two more squad cars as well as a couple of ambulances. Miles sat in the back of one.
"You go talk with him and I'll talk with the kids." Fin points. Amanda nods before heading over to Miles.
"Hey, I'm Detective Rollins. That's quite the shiner you've got." She put her badge away. "That fucking kid has a fist of steel." He moved the ice pack.
"What's your name?" "Miles Pickett." "Can you tell me what happened?" "I walked Chloe to her doorstep and I was hugging her when that clumsy oaf came out of nowhere and sucker punched me."
"I understand you fought back?" "In self defense!" "Okay, okay." Amanda said, "What else happened?"
"Well…"