Shawn & Belle:
The Rebellion
a new fanfic by
ShawnsGirl

Chapter 1

Belle sat down on the couch and put her head in her hands.
"How could she?" she sobbed. "How could she actually think that?"

The doorbell rang but she didn't felt like answering the door.
"Belle," Shawn yelled. "Are you there?"

She cried harder, "Shawn!"

Shawn opened the door, "Belle?"

Belle stood up, tears rolling down her cheek.
"Oh, Shawn," she said as Shawn crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her. "Shawn, I need you."

"I'm here, Belle. I'm here," he said stroking her hair.

"I can't believe this," she sobbed. "My mother, my own damn mother, thinks Brady tried to kill me. H-how could she?"

"Belle, it'll be okay. Your mom loves you. Granted, she has a weird way of showing it but she does love you."

"Well," she started incredulously, "I don't care. That's my brother she's accusing of trying to kill me. She's never liked Brady, Shawn, never. And now she's kicked him out of the house and forbade me to ever see him again. Daddy is in shock."

Shawn motioned for her to sit down on the couch, "Let's just take a break here, Belle. Get some perspective. Your mom is very protective of you. Everyone knows that. I just can't figure out why she would treat Brady that way."

"Brady thinks it's because of his mom, Isabella." She shook her head, "But why? She's been gone a long time. She's no threat to their relationship any more."

"I don't know, Belle," he said rubbing her hand. "I just don't know."
She gave him a sideways glance, "Hey, you never told me why you were here."

He shrugged his shoulders, "I thought you might need me."

She took his hand, "You're such a good friend, Shawn. You always know when I need you, don't you?"

"I've told you before, we're connected," he said gently.

"Yeah," she said softly, "I guess we are."

Shawn placed his hand on the side of her face, "I hate to see you cry," he said, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I would do anything to keep you safe."

She nodded, "I know you would, Shawn," she said, taking his hand in hers.

Shawn sat back on the couch with Belle leaning up against him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close while they sat in silence.

"You're such a good friend, Shawn. I really appreciate you being here," she said, snuggling up to Shawn.

Okay, it's now or never. "Ya know, I'm not here just because I'm your friend."

Belle raised her eyes to meet his, "You're not?"

He shook his head, "No."

"Then...why?"

He took a deep breath and began, "It's because I don't want to just be your friend anymore, Belle." He hesitated to see the expression on her face. She was smiling.

"I'm drawn to you, girl. I-I can't explain it any other way." He lowered his voice, "I'm falling in love with you."

She smiled, "Shawn..."

"I know...it's crazy. We've been best friends for years and you probably don't---" Belle pressed a finger to his lips.

She nodded, "Yes. I do."

"You do?" he asked, surprised.

She giggled, "Yeah, I do," she said, leaning toward Shawn.

He stroked the side of her face, "I've waited for this for so long, Belle."

She nodded, "Me too," she answered, running her fingers through Shawn's black hair.

Shawn held her close and gently kissed her cheek, then her chin, then her forehead and finally her lips.

"I love you, Shawn," Belle exclaimed, "I think I always have."

He smiled, "Ya know what?"

She grinned, "You're hungry."

"How'd you know?" he said, smiling.

Standing up, she held her hand out to pull Shawn up as well.

"'Cos I know you, Shawn."

He grinned, "Let's go to the pub for a couple of burgers and fries."

She smiled, "You always make me feel better, don't you?"

He pulled her into a hug, "I try anyway."

Chapter 2

Shawn and Belle stepped out into the cool night air. "Your grandpa makes the best burgers, Shawn," she said, stretching. "I'm stuffed and now I'm sleepy."

He slid his arm around her waist, "Why don't we go on over to the house. Mom and Dad will probably be there."

She nodded, "Yeah, good idea."

Shawn opened the door for Belle and the two of them stepped in. Bo and Hope turned around to see who was coming in as Marlena, started, "Where have you been, young lady?"

Belle frowned, "I was with Shawn, Mom," she explained. "I've been worried sick about you." She grabbed her coat and took Belle's arm, "You're coming with me!" "Whoa! What are you talking about, Mom? I've been with Shawn all afternoon." Marlena crossed her arms, "Doing what?"

"I beg your pardon?" Belle asked defensively.

"Just what were you two doing all afternoon?"

"Mom, you're embarrassing me," Belle said in a low voice. "Belle, you're still a little girl..."

"I am NOT a little girl, Mom. I am 16 years old and can take care of myself. Besides, I was with Shawn. He'd never let anything happen to me."

"Yeah, Marlena. You know I'll always protect her." "Like you did by stealing your father's motorbike and taking her for a ride?" Shawn sighed, "That was a mistake, Marlena. And I haven't done anything like that since, have I?"

Belle moved toward Bo and Hope and hugged herself. "Belle, would you like a hot cup of cocoa?" Hope asked.

She nodded, "Yeah, thanks, Hope. That'd be great." "She won't need it," Marlena answered. "She's going with me. Get your coat," she said harshly. Belle refused to move. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Excuse me?"

"I'm not going with you, Mom." She stepped behind Shawn, "I'm staying with Shawn tonight."

Marlena gasped, "Isabella! You're not staying with that...that..." "Yes?" Bo asked. She let out a sigh, "I just can't let you stay here, Belle. It wouldn't be proper." "Proper? Oh, my God, Mom. Proper?"

"I just think..."

"Well, Mom...I don't give a damn what you think right now. You stand there with this holier than thou look on your face with all your indiscretions and tell me, I'm not proper. I can't believe it." "I'm your mother and I'm just..."

"You're trying to run my life, Mom. You can't. I'm a big girl now. I've got a mind of my own and I'll be damned if I'm going to let you do to me what you've done to Carrie and Sami!" "What?"

"Stay out of it, Mom!" She shouted as she turned back to face Shawn. "I'm going up to bed," she said as calm as she could. "Are you coming up soon?"

He rubbed her arm, "Yeah, I'll be up in a few minutes," he answered. "There's a t-shirt you can wear in the top drawer." Belle nodded and walked over to the stairs.

"Belle...don't do this," Marlena pleaded.

She climbed the stairs to Shawn's room and went in, closing the door behind her. Marlena whirled around to face Shawn, "You did this to her. You made her this way." "What the hell are you talking about Marlena?" Shawn asked.

"She's being so rebellious. She didn't used to be like this until you came back from boarding school. I wish you'd never have come back," she said angrily as she stormed out the door. Shawn turned to face his parents, "I'm sorry. This is the last thing you two need right now. More of my problems."

Hope went over and hugged her oldest son, "Belle needs you. Go on up and we'll talk in the morning."

Shawn nodded and then hugged his mom again. "Thanks for understanding."

Chapter 3

Shawn took a deep breath and opened the door to his room. He wasn't quite sure what he'd find but it had definitely been an interesting evening.

Belle didn't move as he came into the room. He tiptoed over to the other side of the bed and slid he jeans off. Luckily, the shorts he wore to bed were still lying in the floor so he quickly slid them on as well. Shawn pulled back the covers and got into bed. Lying next to Belle, he thought about the events of the last hour.

"Did my mom leave?" Belle asked, surprising Shawn. "Oh, sorry...I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't wake me. I was thinking."

"Oh..." "So, did my mom leave or is she still downstairs?"

"She left before I came to bed."

Just then, they heard the doorbell ring.

"That'd be my mom," Belle said, sadly. Sitting up, she pulled the t-shirt off she was wearing.

"Belle, what are you doing?" he asked, staring at her. "Giving her a taste of her own medicine. Knowing her, she's come back to check on me." "But it probably won't be a good thing when she finds you in my bed with no clothes on," he whispered.

"Trust me," she said.

"Tr---" "Put your arms around me and pretend you're asleep."

"But..."

"Just do it," she urged.

Shawn complied, wrapping his arms around the gorgeous creature sharing his bed for the evening.

Just then, they heard voices outside Shawn's door.

"I can't let you go in there, Marlena," Bo stated. "My daughter is in there, Bo. God only knows what Shawn has done to her."

"Okay, ya know what...I think you need to leave," Bo said, getting angrier by the minute.

She grabbed the door knob and opened the door to find Shawn and Belle wrapped in each others arms. The sheet rested at Belle's bare waist, Shawn's arm shielding her from view.

As she snuggled into his arms, Shawn held her closer. Shawn felt the shock of electricity going through his body as she kissed his chest. Marlena slowly closed the door, "I've seen enough. John will deal with all of this in the morning," she said, walking down the stairs.

Neither of them moved. "You feel good in my arms," Shawn whispered.

She snuggled closer. "I don't want to move from this spot," she answered.

He ran his hand across her back and pulled her closer. "I don't want you to, either."

Belle slid her hand down to the waistband of his boxers, "Shawn, I'm still a ..." He put a finger to her mouth to quiet her, "Shhh, Belle...its okay. We don't have to do anything. I'd be happy just holding you all night." She nodded and the two of them drifted off to sleep.