Twilight isn't ours.

This is the Outtake for reviewing Chapter 29

Charlie

Something's going on with that girl. I can't say I mind, she's finally back to some resemblance of the daughter I used to know; happy, caring, a bit flighty and clumsy at times. I can't help but chuckle when I think of how many times that girl has fallen over thin air. But still, I don't like the fact that she is hiding something from me.

I wonder if it is a boy. I haven't heard anything through my school contacts about her showing any affection towards any of the boys at school. She probably wouldn't though, she's a pretty private person; much like her father. I just hope to God it isn't Mike Newton or something. That boy's a freak. I'm sure I'll be registering him on the sex offenders list sometime in the near future.

I don't really like the fact that I'll be sharing her with another male. It's been so nice having her back again. After her mother left with her my heart broke into a million pieces. I love that girl more than anything in the world. It felt like Renee took a piece of me with her, an even bigger piece than the one she had staken claim to. At least I was able to call her and she came and spent some time in the summer with me, up until she got old enough to want to spend more time with her friends than her parents. Taking off for a couple weeks with Dad just doesn't fit into a pre-teens social life.

Finally I've been able to get back some of that missed time. I loved having movie night with my girl; eating popcorn and laughing. I loved it when she was like that, just a silly girl enjoying time with her dad. Lately though she hasn't had much time for her dad, she has been getting very close to Alice and Rose. I don't mind especially. They are nice girls. I'm glad Bella is coming out of her shell a bit. It wasn't normal for her, being a teenage girl, to hang around the house cooking and cleaning instead of shopping or doing nails or whatever it is that teenage girls do. Now she does fashion makeovers, nail painting parties, and God knows what else up there. She was so excited to go to Friday Harbor with the girls, I told her no but Renee got to me again and I caved. Damn why does that woman still have an effect on me? She seemed a little off when she came home, sad even. I guess coming back to good old Forks after nearly a week in the paradise of Friday harbor left her disappointed. She smiled a lot when she showed me all the pictures of her and Alice doing all the different things that place has to offer. I made a mental note of taking her out there this summer so she could see it when the flowers were in bloom.

Alice and Rose came over almost every day after school. There are few things as a cop you can count on but with Bella a hot meal when I got home was one of them and Rose and Alice being there when I arrived was another. She was a surprisingly good cook. Her fettuccini Alfredo was the best I'd ever tasted. Beat the hell out of bologna sandwiches every night. I could somewhat gauge her moods by her meal choices. Spaghetti, happy; pork chops, a little depressed. For some reason we had pork chops on Sundays a lot. Chicken and rice casserole, bored; anything with broccoli, mad at me because she knew it gave me heartburn from hell. She always cooked entirely too much, but we never seemed to have a fridge full of leftovers. She was probably dishing them out to Emmett. Damn that boy could put away some serious food. If he wasn't with Rose, he'd be the perfect match for Bella.

Lately she'd been coming up with some dishes that had me confused. They didn't play into her usual style. They were….lazy. Boxed dinners, spaghetti sauce out of a jar, I even had grilled cheese three days in a row. Something was definitely off.

Maybe there was a boy at school and she was just keeping it hidden from me. I wondered several times about the clothes I'd see her wear recently. They were a guy's shirts. Of that much I was positive. Just in case, I wasn't going to be letting her stay home alone without someone watching over her. I've seen what teenagers can do when their parents are out of town. I've broken up plenty of drunken parties. Not that I think Bella would do that but who knows if this boy would have other plans.

I was never really comfortable with Bella going to Alice's house because that poor-excuse-for-a-male brother of hers would be sure to be lurking around somewhere. I trusted Bella and I trusted Carlisle and Esme to keep him separated from her but with her being a little off lately I wasn't going to give him any room to pounce. The thought of him touching my little girl made my blood boil. Bells was fragile and he was the kind of loser that would take full advantage of it to just to get some kicks… or to get back at me.

Rose's parents were respected members of the community and I never heard of either of their kids being in any trouble, except for Jasper when he was hanging around with that asshole Edward.

Bella was clearly disappointed that I didn't suggest her staying with Alice. I wonder if Alice knows this boy Bella seems to have taken a liking to. The more I think about it the more I want to know the identity of this fellow. He's made a huge difference in Bella but I think he should be man enough to ask me to take her out. If he's man enough to date her then he should be man enough to ask me if he may do so. Boys these days have no sense of proper etiquette.

I dropped Bella off at Rose's house and saw her mom meet her on the porch, coffee cup in hand. That sure was a nice looking woman if I do say so myself. I can see where Rosalie gets her looks from. Bella looked happy about spending some time with Rosalie. It would do her good; she needed a new nail job. I noticed it looked like she'd been gnawing the heck out of them lately.

She ran off into the house and I tipped my hat to Mrs. Hale thanking her for watching over my Bella. She smiled back and I could see why their business was booming, she was a real charmer. I had to stop off at the office to grab some paperwork I needed to take to Ozette. The Chief up there had a heart attack, damn he was only about 5 years older than me, and I had to go train some dumb ass deputy how to take his place until he recovers. It would take me most of the weekend to get them even close to up and running.

I was sitting at my desk getting things in order when the secretary came in to tell me Jessica Stanley was waiting in the lobby to see me and she had a really bad black eye. What in the hell did that girl get herself into this time. Thank God Bella never really got close with her. That screech of hers alone was enough to make you want to punch her in the eye…..now, Charlie, the Chief of Police shouldn't be thinking like that.

"Show her in Doris." I huffed as the secretary made her way back to the lobby.

"Hi Chief Swan" Jessica shuffled in with her head hung low and her shoulders slumped.

"Cut to the chase, what happened Jessica?" I wasn't in the mood and didn't have time to play frickin' games this morning.

"Uh, well, I was going to come tell you about….well, Edward found out and…." She looked up at me and my teeth clinched together with an audible snap. Her eye looked like Mike Tyson had a go at her. Her eye was red and swollen. The skin around it was black and purple with green edges. There definitely was some power and rage behind the punch that did that…..Edward Fucking Cullen. That rotten sonofabitch. Hitting women was one of his favorite pastimes.

"You were going to come tell me about what?"

"This, Sir." Jessica handed me her phone and I nearly joined the Ozette Chief. There on the cell phone screen was my Bella, my little girl, pinned up against a wall, with her leg hiked up and his hand in places that should not be handled. Their bodies smashed together and their intentions quite obvious. I almost snapped the cell in half.

"I'll get the papers for you to fill out, Jessica. I'll have someone pick him up within the hour." That asshole wasn't getting out of this one.

"NO….no, Charlie. It was actually…Bella… that did this."

"Excuse me?" My little girl wasn't capable of throwing a punch like that. Or was she? After seeing that picture I honestly didn't know what she was capable of anymore.

"Well…she and Edward found out about the picture. They backed me into a corner at school yesterday. I was so scared; I thought Edward was going to hit me when I told them I was going to show it to you, but Bella…" She sighed and shook her head. "He's changed her so much since they've been together. I'm so worried about her." It took a minute or two for me to realize exactly what Jessica was telling me. Bella was...dating…Edward? Jessica cleared her throat and I remembered that I had a job to do, even if it broke my heart.

"Do you want to…press charges…against Bella?" I winced at the thought of having to arrest my own daughter.

"No Chief Swan. I just want her to get the help she needs. Before she ends up like Tanya." An image of Bella, broken and beaten at his hands flashed in my mind. I fought it away, and looked up at Jess. She was known for stretching the truth.

"Jessica…I need you to be sure about this. You have to answer truthfully. Bella was the one that hit you and she's…with….Edward."

"Yes sir."

"Ok, thank you for bringing this to my attention. Is there anything else?"

"No sir."

"Alright. You may leave now." She left after grabbing her cell off my desk and I was almost positive I saw a smirk on her face. Her intentions didn't matter; the fact was Edward had his hands on my daughter. His hand was down her pants, the voice reminded me. It shot me to my feet. I raced out to my cruiser, threw on the sirens and sped like a demon to the Cullen house. I knew on instinct not to bother with the Hale's house.

When I pulled into the driveway I had the urge to ram that stupid shiny Volvo Edward drove. I didn't see any signs of Bella but that didn't mean anything. The house and the property that surrounded it were huge. I took a deep breath before knocking on the door. I half expected Edward to answer it with that cocky fucking smile he wore but Esme answered instead. As soon as she saw me her smile faltered and I knew my suspicions had been correct.

"Chief Swan, how nice to see you. How can I help you?" I noticed she had her cell in hand, probably calling to warn that prick of a nephew.

"Where are they?"

"The kids? Out at the diner I think. Is something wrong?" God she was a horrible liar.

"My daughter, Esme. Where is she?" I asked roughly. She didn't have time to answer, Edward rounded the corner, smiling. Bella was perched on his back, her face hidden in his neck.

I never wanted to murder someone so bad in my whole life.

That bastard had the nerve to threaten me, the nerve to try and pull Bella away from me. The fact that she wanted to stay made me sick. This was not my little girl. My Bella would not allow this creep to lay his hands on her. Edward was damn lucky when Carlisle showed up; I had been one smartass comment away from beating his head in.

There was no way in hell I was going to let my little girl become like so many others in this town. I wasn't going to let her give up her future for Edward. I saw how it would turn out, he'd knock her up and she'd never get to go to college, she'd never leave this town. She'd stay with him and he'd blame her for everything that was wrong in his life and beat the shit out of her every chance he got. That was the only reason I let Renee leave without a fight, Forks wasn't good enough for her. It wasn't good enough for Bella. They both had that same spark. If I let this continue she'd end up beat up or alone and miserable, no education, no chance at a real life.

That kid had Bella completely manipulated, had her convinced he loved her, that he would wait for her. I had to get her away from him. I called Renee and took charge for once. I told her I was sending Bella home on the next flight to Phoenix. Renee was confused but would never refuse to take Bella back. I tried filling her in but she just kept asking too many questions. Finally I told her she would just have to trust me.

It almost killed me to practically drag her to the plane. I felt like a horrible father. The way people looked at her pissed me off. She isn't a bad kid, she just got sucked into a bad situation by a master manipulator and I had to get her out of it.

I was at home sulking when that asshole, Edward, came pounding on my damn door. My first thought was to just shoot him. Both problems solved, Bella could come home and there would be no prick standing on my porch pounding on the door while shouting various profanities. Probably making old Mrs. Newman's ears bleed. I stood at the door with my gun cocked for several minutes before he started saying things I didn't want to hear, things I knew were true. I did take her away from the people who finally brought her back to life; I had to, I had to keep her safe. I put the safety back on, didn't trust myself.

"I'm her family Edward; now get the hell off my porch. She's not coming back." The faster he accepted that she was gone the faster she could start moving on.

"You are not her family! You let her fucking rot up in her room barely feeling human let alone happy. You pushed her into pretending to be happy for YOUR sake, not hers. You didn't even care enough to ask why she was so happy, you were just glad that the guilt was lifted off of you." That little fucker! How dare he question my ties to Bella, she is my daughter. I would gladly give my life for her. I would have done anything, anything to take her pain away. I just didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to do.

"Get the hell off my property before you make me do something I'm going to regret." I opened the door and pointed my gun at him to get my point across. The only thing I would regret was having to turn myself in. That little bastard deserved to get shot for preying on my little girl.

"I'm not afraid of you, Charlie. You've already taken everything that means anything to me away." You're damn right I took her away and I was going to do everything in my power to keep her away.

"You better be afraid. You think I don't know you were screwing my daughter in my house?" The thought of it made my blood boil.

"Fuck. You." Chief Swan is gone; Charlie the fucking pissed off father, front and center. This little bastard wasn't going to talk to me that way but he was going to get the ass beating of his life. He's lucky Emmett and his buddy showed up because that little fucker drew his fist back and one swing was all it was going to take to give me permission to force feed him his own ass.

Emmett apologized and dragged Edward off kicking and screaming like a baby. I slammed my door; no way any of the neighbors were still asleep. I paced the living room until my blood pressure came down from defcon 1 status. Then I went upstairs and sat on her bed….and cried. I cried for the loss of my little girl, Edward stole that away from me and made her a woman; cried for my complete failure as a father to bring her out of her fog and Edward's success at it; cried because I missed her.