Shawn & Belle:
The Rebellion
a new fanfic by
ShawnsGirl

Chapter 7

Shawn turned to his father, "Why is she treating me this way, dad?"
"I don't know, son. I don't know. I understand why you're upset, though."
"I'm sorry, Shawn," Belle, started. "She had no right to say those things to you."
"It wasn't your fault, Belle," Bo replied. "It's your mom."
"It just makes no sense. I've never done anything to her and here she is treating me like this. What gives?"
Hope gathered their coats, "I guess we ought to go on over to the pub. They're probably waiting for us."

Bo, Hope, Shawn and Belle entered the Brady Pub and walked over to the table that
Marlena and John were sitting at. John stood up and offered Belle his seat.
She glanced at Marlena and then back to John, "No, thanks, Dad. I'm okay."
Shawn motioned for Belle to take the seat across from them and then sat down beside her.
Bo pulled chairs up for himself and Hope.
"Well, hello everyone," Caroline said, walking over to the table. "How is everyone today?"
"We're fine, Mrs. Brady," Belle said.
"Now, Belle, I've said to call me, "Grandma", okay?"
She smiled and nodded, "Okay...Grandma. Thanks."
"Okay, so...what are we having to drink over here?"
"We'll have a couple of sodas, Grandma," Shawn answered.
"All the way around, Ma," Bo answered.
"O-kay," she answered and started to walk away. She turned back and asked, "Is everything okay here?"
John stood up and responded, "Yeah, well...we're having a family meeting here, Caroline.
We need to get a few things straightened out."
She nodded, "I see. Well, all right then. Let me get these drinks for you."

Chapter 8

"She's not your Grandma and I don't want you calling her that," Marlena snapped. "You have no sense of family..."
"No sense of family? I can't believe you just said that. You're the one without a sense of family. You're attacking everyone. You accuse Brady of trying to kill me, push dad away and now you're attacking me."
"Our relationship is none of your business, Belle," she answered harshly.
Belle gave Shawn a sideways glance, "Shawn, let's go. It's pointless."
"See. Turn tail and run," Marlena muttered.
"What the hell is your problem, mom? You're being obnoxious as hell."
"Whoa, Belle. That wasn't necessary," John responded.
Belle sighed, "It's okay for her to act like a complete idiot lately and I can't respond.
This is ridiculous," she said, motioning for Shawn to get up. "Come on. Let's go."
Shawn stood up and let Belle out of the booth as John got up and tried to hug Belle.
"Izzy, please," John pleaded.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I can't do this," she answered, walking past Bo and Hope. "I'm going home."
"Belle!" Marlena yelled.
She turned around to face her mother.
"You can't run away from this. You're being irresponsible!"
"Marlena..." Hope started. "What's going on with you?"
"Nothing," Marlena snapped. "Mind your own business."
"Doc...what---" John started.
She rolled her eyes, "Oh, not you, too, John." She started walking away but spun around, "Why don't you all just leave me alone!" Marlena stared at each one of them harshly and then stormed out of the pub.
John turned and stared at Bo and Hope. "What was all that about?"
Hope just shook her head. Bo was as confused as John was.
"I've never known her to be like that, John. Never."
Just then, Roman came into the pub.
"Was that Doc that just left?"
"Yeah, why?"
He shook his head, "She didn't even acknowledge me," Roman answered. "Is she okay?"

"Roman, have you ever known her to act this way?" John asked after explaining her behavior.
Roman looked down at the coffee cup in front of him and fiddled with the handle. "John, I don't know if you know about this but," Roman looked up at him, "Is she taking her meds?"
"Meds? What are you talking about?"
"Her meds. The medicine she's been taking for years."
John stared at him, not believing what he was hearing, "Roman, I've been with Marlena for years and I don't know of any medicine she's been taking. Please...tell me what's happening."
Roman glanced over at Bo and Hope, "Please, no one else knows. Okay?"
They both nodded.
Roman looked back to John. "Marlena...seems to be having the same kind of problems she had when we were first together."
A look of recognition came from Bo and Hope.
Roman glanced back to them, "Do you remember everything we went through?"
"Yeah," Bo answered. "It was hell."
"Okay, Roman. How 'bout fillin' me in. I am her husband, ya know. I need to know."
"Marlena's bi-polar. She's been taking Lithium for years."

Chapter 9

"Lithium?" John asked. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah, she writes her own prescriptions."
John looked surprised, "Well, that's not good."
"No, it isn't. I've been trying to convince her to see someone else but she refuses," Roman answered.
"Why haven't you ever told me?"
"I don't know, John. I actually thought you knew about it, to be honest."
"Well, I didn't."
"Sorry," he said, apologizing to his best friend.
Bo stood up, "Well, we ought to get a move on. Mrs. H is watching J.T. and I bet the kids are wondering where we are."
Hope stood up and went over to John. "Call us if you need us, okay, John?"
He nodded, "Thanks, Hope."
"I'll let Belle know what's going on, okay?"
"Yeah. Thanks," he said, standing up. "I need to go find Doc."
Roman nodded, "Do you want me to help look for her?"
"Yeah, Roman. I'd appreciate that."
"We're gonna go," Bo said, as he and Hope started to leave. "Let us know something, okay?"

"Shawn? Belle?" Bo called coming in the front door.
Hope brought J.T. in and placed him in the playpen in the living room.
"Shawn? Are you here?" Bo called.
"They may be in bed, Bo. Leave'em alone," she said smiling. "You know how we were."
"I just wanted to know if they wanted to join us for dinner or if they were going to go do something with their friends."
"They'll be fine, Bo. Let's just go."
"Mom? Dad?" Shawn called. "Is that you?"
"Yeah, we're here."
"Okay," he said, coming down the stairs. "Did you two want to get some dinner?"
Bo noticed that he was wearing a pair of sweat pants and smiled, "Uh, yeah. We were thinking of the four of us going to dinner. That okay with you?" he asked, glancing sideways at his son.
He grinned, "Belle's in the shower, Dad," he said, slapping him on the back. "We'll be down in a bit."
Bo nodded and grinned at Hope.
"Those two. I swear," he said, shaking his head. "It's about time, too."
"Yep. Kinda like us, huh?"
"Yeah".

"There she is," she said to Bo, " Belle, how are you feeling? Any better?" Hope called, as Belle and Shawn started down the stairs.
"I'm okay, Hope. I just couldn't deal with my mother any more. We came home and took a nap."
"Yeah, those naps," Bo nodded. "They always help," he muttered.
Hope smacked him across the arm and gave him a grin. "Hush," she whispered.
Belle grinned at Shawn and they all seemed to realize the others knew what had had happened.
"Okay," Bo said, standing up, "what's for dinner?"
"Dinner? I thought you were taking us all out to dinner?"
"I am?"
Hope nodded.
"Ah, okay," Bo said looking around. "I guess I am."
Everyone grabbed their coats as the doorbell rang.
"Ah, perfect timing as always," Hope announced.
Bo opened the door to find Doug and Julie on the other side.
"Perfect timing, dad," Hope called.
"Yep, we're good," Julie answered.
"Thanks, you two, for staying with J.T. We really appreciate it."
"What are you kidding? We love spending time with him. You kids go. Have fun," she said, patting Belle on the back. "How's your mother, dear?"
Belle didn't say anything.
"She's having a rough time of it right now, Julie," Hope answered.
Julie nodded, "I see. Well, give her our love, dear."
Bo stopped, "Before we go, there's something we need to tell Belle."
Belle stopped beside Shawn as he put his arm around her.
"What's up, Bo?"
"We talked to your dad and Roman earlier. They know why she's acting this way."
"What? Why?"
"Roman said that when they first got together she was diagnosed with having a bi-polar disorder. Manic depression."
"What?" Belle asked, not believing what she was hearing. "You've got to be kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not. According to Roman, she's been self medicating herself for years."
"Oh, my God...no wonder."
The phone rang and Julie answered it.
"Uh, excuse me. Belle, it's your mother."
Belle's eyes went wide with surprise. "My mom?"
She took the phone. "Mom?...Uh, yeah...we were about to go...Uh, sure. I guess so...but...um, okay...we'll be there in...uh, bye." She hung up the phone, even more confused than before.
"Wow," Belle muttered.
"What is it? Is she okay?"
"She, uh...invited us all to dinner at Tuscany."
Hope stared at Bo and then to Belle, "She did?"
"Well, I ought to change into something a bit better," Shawn responded. "Can't go like this," he said, looking down at his jeans.
"Yeah," Belle said, shell-shocked. "We're gonna change."
"Goodness," Julie started. "What was all that about?"
Bo shook his head, "Julie...it's complicated. We'll go into that later, okay?"
"Of course, dear."

Bo, Hope, Shawn and Belle walked into the restaurant Tuscany that Shawn's great aunt Maggie owned. Marlena and John were already at the huge round table that they had reserved.
"Belle, honey, I've missed you so much!" Marlena exclaimed, hugging her youngest daughter. "Is there anything you need? How's school?"
Belle couldn't answer each question because Marlena was talking so fast.
John placed a hand on Marlena's to calm her down a bit.
"I'm just so happy to see you," she said, smiling at her. "And you, too, Shawn," she said, hugged him.
"Yeah. You too," he muttered, giving Bo a funny look. Bo just shrugged.
"Okay, well...let's all sit down and enjoy a wonderful meal here at Maggie's," Marlena said happily.

Belle and Marlena were engrossed in a discussion about Christmas while Bo and Shawn were talking about some remodeling they wanted to do.
"Well, I don't care, Belle. I think that's stupid," Marlena said, raising her voice.
"Uh, oh," Shawn muttered, "here we go again."
"Mom, what'd I say?"
"You just don't get it do you, little girl?"
"Marlena..."
She whirled, "Stay out of it, Hope," Marlena snapped. "She's my daughter and I'll talk to her any way I damn well please."
Belle stood up, "I can't do this," she said, looking at Shawn.
Bo and Hope joined them, "Let's get you home, Belle," Hope said, guiding her away.
"You'll be sorry, Belle!" Marlena shouted as John stared at her in disbelief. "You'll be sorry!"