Just a little snippet I thought of while Bella tries to process her moral dilemma.
"Bella?" Charlie called as he came through the door. When he didn't have an answer, he hung up his coat and weapon. He started to move into the kitchen, figuring that he'd find a note telling him she was out, before he heard that the TV was on. Frowning he moved into the living room.
"Bella!" he called out, alarmed to find her sobbing on the couch. He immediately rushed over to her, checking for injuries. "Are you hurt? Did you fall? What's wrong?"
Bella shook her head. Not seeing any blood or joints twisted out of shape, Charlie straightened his back. "What happened?"
Bella kept crying. She crossed the room to grab a tissue out of the box. There was a loud honk as she blew her nose. Trying to speak around the sobs, Bella pointed to the television. "Killed him… so wrong…the defendant…"
Charlie looked behind him at the television. Recognizing a couple faces he became even more puzzled. "Law & Order?"
Some of the noises coming out of Bella must have been words, but Charlie was hard put to figure out what they were. Yet Bella kept making them as she continued cry, grabbing more tissues. "The defense counsel tried… then McCoy said…" Nothing else was intelligible.
Charlie stared at his daughter.
"Um, Bells… Is, uh… Is your period coming?"
Bella waved her hands at him vigorously, losing one of the tissues she clutched in the process. "Shhhhhhhh!" Arching her neck to the side to peer around him, Bella had completely quieted down as she stared at the screen.
"We the jury, on the count of murder in the 2nd degree, find the defendant: not guilty."
Bella gasped. "No!"
She scrambled to the couch, face intent on the closing reactions of the lawyers. Charlie shook his head. "I'm getting a beer."