Shawn & Belle:
The Rebellion

a new fanfic by
ShawnsGirl

Chapter 10

"Oh, Shawn," Julie started, "did Belle finally drift off?"
Shawn took the last step off the staircase and put his arm around Hope. "She's not sleeping well. I'm going to get her a glass of warm milk and then go back up to sit with her."
"I'll fix the milk," Julie said, turning to go into the kitchen.
"Thanks, Grandma," Shawn responded. Julie was in fact Hope's half sister but out of respect for his grandfather, who was married to her, he often referred to her as "Grandma".
"Shawn?" Belle said, coming to the top of the stairs.
"Belle? You okay?" He asked as she walked down the stairs.
"Yeah, I just couldn't sleep."
"Come on down, Belle. We were just talking," Hope said, fixing a place on the couch for her.
"Thanks, Hope." She paused, "Any word from my dad?" she asked, looking from Hope to Bo. "How's my mom?"
"We haven't heard, Belle," Bo answered. "Sorry."
She nodded, "Okay. I just maybe we'd hear something." She sighed, "What do we do? How can we help her?"
"I know that there are support groups out there, Belle. Would you like me to find out some information for you?"
"Yeah, Julie. Thank you," Belle answered, yawning.
"I'll look into it tomorrow, then, but for now, you need to get some sleep, young lady."
"Yeah, I'm so tired." She stood up and said to Shawn, "I'm gonna go on to bed. You coming up soon?"
"Yeah, I'll be up in a minute."
"Okay," she answered. "Goodnight, everyone."
"Goodnight, Belle." "Sleep well, dear."

Shawn watched her close the door and turned to Hope, "I'm really worried about her, Mom."
"I know you are, Shawn," Hope said, rubbing Shawn's back. "All I know to say is to be there for her. She's going through a rough time right now and she's going to need you."
"Yeah," he answered. "Well, I'm going on to bed," he said to everyone. "Goodnight."

Shawn closed the door behind him and slid into his side of the bed. Belle stirred on her side.
"I'm sorry," Shawn started, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"I wasn't asleep," Belle answered.
"Oh, okay," he said as Belle slid into his arms.
"Thank you," she said.
"For what?"
"For being there."
He kissed her forehead, "Any time, hon. Any time."
They lay in each others arms for a few minutes. Belle got up and walked over to the window.
"You okay?"
She turned to face Shawn and began unbuttoning the flannel pajamas she was wearing.
"Yeah."
He slid out of bed and slid his hands around her waist underneath her pajama top. Belle leaned toward him and kissed him gently. "I love you, Shawn," she whispered.
"I love you, too," he answered, unbuttoning the last button for her.
Shawn pushed the pajama top off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He ran his hand across her back and then through her hair. He kissed her shoulder and took her hand and led her to his bed.
"Make love to me," she whispered.

Shawn took Belle in his arms and kissed her gently. "I will love you forever," he
whispered when their lips parted.
Belle ran her hands up his back to his shoulders and then down his arms and then one hand across his chest. "I need you," she responded.
They both got into bed and faced each other.
Belle's head was resting on Shawn's arm, his hand running his fingers through her hair.
Her other arm was thrown over his waist with her hand rubbing his back. He was
caressing her neck and shoulders with the other hand.
He pulled her closer and whispered, "I want you."
They began kissing again, realizing their passion for each other. Neither of them had ever thought of being with someone else. It simply never occurred to either of them that they wouldn't be with the other. Their fingers entwined once Shawn was on her. Holding on to each other, all the love and passion that they'd felt for one another were brought to the surface again.
The snow began to fall again as Shawn and Belle were laying in each others arms. Their bed was facing a large bay window and since the curtains were open they could watch the snow falling in the moonlight.
"How romantic," Belle whispered.
"Yeah, it is," Shawn responded softly, pulling her closer. "Damn, I love you, Belle, he said, kissing her forehead. "I never realized just how much 'til now."
She nodded, "Me too."
They drifted off to sleep in each other's arms not realizing the problem that was about to reek havoc on their lives.

Chapter 11

"Doc," John started, "I think you need to see someone."
"See someone? What are you talking about?" Marlena asked.
He hesitated, "Look, Doc, I know you've been taking medication for a long time. I think-"
"YOU think? You THINK? John, you don't have any idea what's going on with me so just stay out of it!"
"Look, you've got some problems that need to be resolved. This condition that you've got—"
"Condition? What are you talking about, John? I'm perfectly fine."
"No, you're not."
"I've been under a lot of stress lately. My step son tried to kill my daughter, my daughter is sleeping with the son of my worst enemy. It's just a lot, ya know."
"Worst enemy? Since when—"
Marlena whirled around, "She's always been my worst enemy. She seduced my husband and got pregnant with his child. Are you forgetting that?"
"No," he said, "I've not forgotten that."
"Neither have I."

"Mornin', Shawn," Bo called, from the kitchen.
Shawn came into the kitchen and hugged his mother, "Hey, mom…dad. What's for breakfast?"
"Bacon and eggs, the toast is about ready," Hope answered, stirring the eggs. "How's Belle this morning?"
"She was still sleeping. I didn't want to wake her."
"John called," Hope said, buttering the toast. "He wants Belle to come home."
"What'd you tell him?"
"I said that it was up to Belle," she answered, looking up. "It isn't up to us, Shawn, it's up to her."
"Shawn, it isn't that we don't want her here. We do but John and Marlena are her parents. She should be with them," Bo explained. "We love her being her but I think she should go back home."
Hope saw movement out of the corner of her eye. It was Belle standing in the doorway and she'd overheard the conversation.
"Do you really want me to go?" she asked to no one in particular.
Hope went over to her, "Belle, we just think that it'd be best if you went home to your parents. It'd be easier."
"Easier?" Shawn asked. "How would it be easier?"
"Shawn, it just would," Bo said. "The tension between the two families…it's no good."
Belle turned away and walked toward the door.
"Why? What happened?"
"John…John just wants her home," Hope answered.
"And my mom? What does she want?"
"Belle, I'm sure she wants you home, too. It's just that…"
"I know. She's sick. She's confused. I know the story," Belle answered.
Shawn hugged her, "It'll be okay," he whispered.
"Yeah, sure."

Chapter 12

John rang the door bell and then knocked on the door impatiently. When the door opened, Bo was standing on the other side.
"John," Bo said, opening the door so he could enter. "What's going on? How's Marlena?"
"She's okay," he answered, looking around the room. "Is Belle here?"
Shawn came out of the kitchen. "She upstairs, getting a shower," he said. "I'll let her know you're here."
John nodded his thanks.
John smiled as he watched as J.T. played in his playpen. "He's gotten so big," he said to Bo.
"Yeah, he has," Bo answered. "He got another tooth in this week."
"See. I miss all this," John replied.
"Miss all of what?"
He hesitated, "My son. Him growing up."
Bo stared at him, "You live in the same city. Literally down the road from us. You can see him anytime you want. We've already made that arrangement."
"I know," he whispered. "But it isn't the same."
"Yeah. I couldn't imagine being away from Shawn when he was a baby."
Shawn cleared his throat, "She'll be down in a few minutes, John," he said, coming down the stairs.
"Thanks, Shawn." He glanced from Bo to Shawn, "Listen, I want to thank you for being there for her, Shawn. I know she's had a rough time of it lately."
"I'd do anything for her, John. You know that."
He nodded, "Yeah, I know."
"Daddy?" Belle said coming down the stairs.
"Hey...Izzy. How ya doin'?"
"I'm okay, daddy," she said, glancing from Bo to Shawn to John. "What's going on?"
John hesitated, "I've come to take you home, Izzy."
Belle shook her head, "I'm staying here."
"No, Belle. I'm taking you home. I can do it by force if necessary but I prefer you to come home on your own," John answered. He hated doing this but he knew that Marlena was near the breaking point. That she'd force her to come home one way or another.
She glanced at Shawn. "I don't want to go Shawn."
He nodded his understanding.
"Daddy...I can't just go home and everything be the same. Mom needs help."
He hugged her, "Yeah, I know, Izzy. I know she does. And we'll get her some help. Whatever help she needs, okay? But for now...please come home."
She held onto her dad. He'd been her whole world...until now.
"Okay, Daddy. I'll go home. I just want Mom to get better."
He hugged her tighter, "I know, Izzy. I know."