36 - Accusations
Seth
I always loved the bonfires, my mother claimed it was because boys liked to play with fire. I am not going to lie, there was something very thrilling about a fire taller than you, but that was the only a small part of the reason that I got excited whenever we had a large bonfire.
Watching the flames twisting and turning was always absorbing, the spectrum of colors going from a brilliant white to the dark orange. The waves of heat would almost be pushing you back and away from the fire, a warning not to get too close. When everyone settled around the bonfire and the night became still all you could hear was the waves crashing and the popping sound of the logs that almost sounded like firecrackers. The smoke would rise filling our noses, the smell would be so strong that you could almost taste it.
Then there was the food, when you were a teenage boy food was pretty close to the top as far as priorities went - when you were a teenage werewolf there was nothing higher in your priority list other than food. You woke up thinking of food, you went to sleep thinking of food. I know guys were supposed to think about sex like ten times a minute, that was how I felt about food - not that I did not think about sex, but I thought about food a lot more. Jake used to harass me and tell me I only hung around Edward because he would constantly feed me, that was partially true considering the fact that I was a werewolf - but there were other reasons to be friends with Edward. When I first became part of the pack I only had the other wolves as a source of information regarding the 'leeches'. Then the newborns came and I got to interact with my first vampire, Edward. When the redheaded leech and her partner had come Edward had tried to send me away, when I rejoined the fight he had risked losing the leech that threatened Bella in order to keep me from getting hurt. That was the day I truly understood what my father had tried to teach me. "Judge a man by his actions, not by his words" - though he probably had not meant for me to apply it to a vampire. I really liked Sam but he had a dark cloud over his eyes when it came to making decisions regarding the vampires. He tried to categorize 'leeches' into one big lump, but this was wrong since you did not put humans in one group either. There were some humans that were bad and some that were good; just like there were some vampires that were bad and some, like the Cullen family that were good. It was pretty easy to tell with the vampires, just look at the color of their eyes - too bad there was nothing like that with humans.
I thought about Jill, I though she was a nice girl but that image had not lasted very long. I had to stop thinking like that, she was a nice girl, she just made mistakes like the rest of us. She was not the only one to mess up, it was foolish of me to try to have a relationship with a girl that was not my mate. How are you supposed to be with someone if you have to constantly hide who you are from them. It had bothered Jill a great deal that I would not hang out with her everyday after school. It would have been hard to explain the fact that I was patrolling the land so that if nomadic vampires came through they could not attack the tribe. I know my sister was furious with Jill but during my little trip to the woods I had pretty much decided to let it go - being a werewolf brought with it a great many complications, maybe it would be best for me to wait to find my mate before I started dating again. I had other things to occupy my time, things like school which was starting to get harder and patrolling. I had also started to hang out at the 'cabin' as the family called it, in reality it was closer to a mansion. I can't really understand how or why I began to spend my time at the cabin - well the why was that they gave me good food.
Kendrick called me his stray puppy but I knew it was just in jest because whenever I came by he fed me. It took me a while to realize that he only made vegetarian, it was impressive that a guy his size did not eat meat but the stuff he made was amazing so I was not going to complain about the fact that it contained no meat.
It had really began last March after I had disappeared to think about some things for a while, my sister Leah had called out the cavalry. It was bad enough that she had Jake, Embry, and Quil looking for me but she also go the family involved. So there I was sitting on a log pondering if I was hungry enough to go on a serious hunt and go try to catch some big game or if I would be happy enough with a couple of rabbits when this big man appeared in front of me - and I do mean appeared. One second there was nothing there just a fallen log and some saplings that were racing to claim the newly opened territory and the next second a seven foot tall man with tattoos covering his entire left arm was standing in front of me. The scowl on his face was not exactly the most reassuring thing either. I might have screamed, but just a little - I also managed to climb to the top of a tree in less than five seconds.
"Wow I did not know wolves could climb trees." That was the first comment out of his mouth, I could hear the smile in his tone. The fact that he had appeared in front of me and that he knew I was a wolf pretty much confirmed that this guy was from the family. He introduced himself as Kendrick when I finally realized what a chump I was and climbed back down off the tree. By the time I made it down to the ground he was no longer smiling, maybe I had imagined the humor in his tone; the dark toned face gave nothing away as he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Your sister is worried about you." He told me shaking his head. "You should probably consider telling someone where you are going before you just take off for a few days."
I finally recognized his face when he turned away to look at something past my shoulder. I had met him before, for a brief moment, when we had first gone to the inland. It had been Kendrick that had appeared with his partner carrying that dead girl. "Did that little girl live?" I asked him remembering back to January.
"Of course, we said she would survive," his tone was almost insulted, I had forgotten some of them were freaking psychics. They must be a pain to live with especially when they acted like know-it-alls.
He had escorted me all the way home, not leaving until I had stepped into my mother's house. Another person had followed Kendrick and me home, I assumed it was his partner but they never came out from the trees to introduce themselves. I found the letter when I got to my room, three pages of a precise handwritten lecture on the topic of family responsibility. The bottom was signed: Josefine.
Less than an hour later my mother had come home - I was a little shocked of how similar my mother's lecture was to Josefine's.
A few days later I had gone over to the cabin to apologize to Kendrick and to thank him for taking the time to come and find me - that was when Kendrick made the mistake of feeding me, he had not been able to get rid of me ever since then.
There was just something about the cabin, I could not really put my finger on it. Maybe it was the simplistic elegance of the place, only the Cullen home could compare in quality to this place. My sister had complained that this place was not a home but I was going to disagree with her on that count. Someone had obviously put a great deal of effort and time into designing and decorating this house - this person's characteristics were clearly reflected in the house. Money had never impressed me but this place showed what it could do when it was tastefully spent. Most teenage boys did not spend much time thinking about furniture and color schemes, and in general I did not notice such things either, but when it came to the cabin I could not seem to help myself.
It got so bad that even Embry had caught on and used the opportunity to pick on me. I ignored him and went back to contemplating when it would be polite to go back to the cabin. While being honest I had to admit that part of the appeal of the house was this irresistible scent that filled every room - I don't know how to describe it but my best guess would have been that it smelled like home and flowers that I could not identify.
I usually only saw Kendrick at the cabin, Tiffany and Angus would show up every so often but they did not stay very long. There was one other occupant of the cabin that I never once saw, Josefine. She was some busy hotshot lawyer, constantly in her office working. It was kind of strange I had been hanging out at the cabin for over two months now yet I had not seen Josefine even once. My only real encounter with her had been when she had been carrying that sick child on our first visit to the island, but her entire face had been covered then.
So that constituted my life now, patrol, school, and begging for food at the cabin. Embry and Quil had harassed me about the food part until I showed them my memories of the food, they joined me the next afternoon. Kendrick had not seemed surprised but I guess it was kind of hard to surprise a guy that could see the future.
Embry came over and pushed me a little interrupting my thoughts and bringing me back to the present. "Hey what are you mopping around for?"
I had no choice but to laugh, "I am not mopping I am just thinking about some stuff."
"Yeah well don't hurt yourself or anything," he told me with another shove.
"Yeah real mature there, where did you hear that one, junior high?" rolling my eyes I walked towards the bonfire. The other guys had just finished piling on the last few pieces of wood. "Let's go burn some hot dogs."
There was a sudden noise, I was not paying attention to what was going on - I had more important things to do, like picking out the perfect roasting stick for my hot dog. I found one that was long enough but when I lifted it up for a closer inspection I realized it was a little too crooked for my taste.
"Seth Clearwater, where are you?" I heard someone shouting. It almost sounded like Maples, the Rez cop. He had been somewhat of a pain in the butt here lately, constantly watching the packs - he thought we were doing drugs or something.
I put a smile on my face, there was no reason to be rude. "Yes sir, is there something wrong?"
That was when things went all wrong, it almost seemed like a bad dream. Maples pulled out his gun and pointed it straight at me. "You are under arrest, put your hands on your head."
For a moment I did not move, I was in total shock. My father had taught me how to use guns and he told me no matter what you never point it at a person. What was the matter with this man, was he the one doing the drugs? I had no choice but to comply with his instructions, he was the one with the gun and he looked angry enough to use it.
He made me turn around and then slammed me against the hood of his car, I was too stunned to resist. I head Phil telling everyone to remain calm and controlled. I felt some liquid come out of my nose, I was going with the assumption it was blood but my hands were too tied up for me to check.
"Seth, ask for your lawyer and do not say anything. Say absolutely nothing." Phil's voice was just a whisper, but I heard it nonetheless. I turned towards him and gave a small nod of acknowledgment. I could see Phil holding my sister close to him, it might have looked like a hug to some but I could tell he was using his full strength to hold her to his side. I felt a moment of relief, I would not have to worry about my sister - Phil would move heaven and earth to protect her.
My sister was momentarily forgotten as Maples shoved me into the back of the car. Only my werewolf strength and balance saved me from falling in head first, you would think by now Maples would have learned how to properly put someone into the back of his car. I took a deep breath to protest and nearly threw up, the smell in the back seat was simply nasty - vampires smelled better than this, and that was saying a lot coming from a werewolf.
I tried to take some swift shallow breaths to push down the rising bile in my throat. Did they use this thing to transport corpses or something? It smelled like something had died in here, and then had decided to stay around to rot for a few days. Hopefully my werewolf immune system would keep me from picking up anything nasty from the old and worn looking vinyl seats. Maples slammed the door shut to the car, I tried to sit up a little straighter so that I could see what was going on.
The speed with which Maples was heading down the road would have been worrisome had I not been a wolf. Was he trying to get us killed? The back and forth movement as he sped to our destination was not helping with my queasy stomach.
He mumbled something under his breath and looked back at me with hate filled eyes. I could not figure out what I had done to deserve the hatred of this man. And there was no doubt in my mind that he hated me - the venomous looks he kept throwing my way were ample proof. Add that to the fact that I was pretty sure he broke my nose did not make me think he was taking me to have pizza and root beer at the station.
I racked my brain trying to come up with something that I had done to make this man hate me so much. It was somewhat disconcerting, being the target of this much hostility. Hate was not an alien emotion to me - I had been in my sister's head last year when Sam broke up with her, so I knew what it was like. But there was something different when the dark and poisonous thoughts were directed at you.
The only thing I could think of was the fact that I had dated his daughter. But this was a bit of an overreaction for something that had ended over two months ago. Unless he still thought I was dating her. For a moment I considered telling him that I had ended it with Jill a long time ago, I even started opening my mouth - but I quickly snapped it shut as he gave me another hate filled look over his shoulder.
Instead I shifted around trying to find a more comfortable position, this car was not designed for someone of my height or width. The handcuffs felt a little too tight over my wrists, my fingers were starting to tingle like the circulation had been cut off. I was going to have to live with that a little while longer, because Maples did not look like he was in the mood to stop the car to fix my handcuffs.
The trip to the police station did not take very long due to Maples' crazy driving. He did not waste anytime, instead he yanked me on the arm to make me get out of the car. It was not a pleasant experience as I tried to regain my balance, but the wolf strength and agility managed to save me from a nose dive into the dirt. A look of disappointment flooded his face, it was almost like he had wanted me to fall out of the car and hurt myself. Maples gave me another push as we walked through the low Rez Police Station door. This time I became certain that he intended me to fall, too bad for him that he was not dealing with a human.
I took a deep breath trying to calm down, I needed to think and make a plan. There had never been any reason for me to come to the police station, at least not until now. I was still confused as to why I had been brought here today. The inside of this small building that housed what constituted the police force of the Rez was not familiar to me.
The building was tiny and somewhat dark, but I could see well enough. The windows were covered with old yellowing blinds so the only source of light were the buzzing fluorescent lights overhead. The room smelled of tobacco and old coffee but it was a vast improvement over the backseat. There were three desks in the small front room but only two looked like they were being used - two of them had paperwork scattered all over them.
Bill Hudson, the assistant to Maples, was sitting behind his desk. He started to get up when Maples pushed me through the door.
"Don't worry about it, I have this punk well in hand. I am just going to go talk to him in the back room. If someone comes for him just delay them as much as possible." Maples growled out and he continued to lead and shove me towards a door that led away form the main room.
This room was even smaller with only a table and two chairs, the window was high up, tiny with thick metal bars on it. For a moment I was hit with a wave of claustrophobia. I did not get much time to look around before he pushed me down so that I was sitting in one of the chairs, my shoulders were really starting to ache being held in this awkward position. I tried to roll my right shoulder in order to relieve some of the pressure on it. If I wanted to I could have resisted all the pushing but I did not want to clue Maples into the fact that he was dealing with a wolf.
Maples immediately got into my face "did you think you would get away with it?"
The smell of his breath almost made me gag, it was probably not that bad but with the extra sensitive smell of a wolf the strong stench almost made me puke. I was willing to bet Maples' lunch consisted of something filled with onions. But that was not as important as trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about. I opened my mouth to ask him what the problem was but decided against it. Phil had told me to ask for my lawyer and then say nothing else.
"I want my lawyer," trying to push as much determination and force into my voice I looked Maples straight in the eye.
"Do you even know a lawyer boy?" the disgust in his voice was hard to miss.
It was kind of strange for a fifteen year old to have a lawyer but I knew how the family operated, I am sure Phil had made several phone calls by now - my lawyer was probably on the way. I suppressed a smile as an amusing thought moved through my mind, I might actually meet Josefine, or Sassy as everyone called her. I did not bother answering Maples' question, he did not look like he was in the mood for elaborate explanations.
My lack of an answer seemed to make him even more livid, I watched as his face turned a deeper shade of red. I worried for a moment that he would have a heart attack right here in front of me, he was not that much younger than my father and based on the size of his gut I was going to say his diet was not that great either. I quickly went through what I knew about CPR - how many times do you push on their chest? I was pretty sure it was two breaths. But I had never taken a course or anything, the stuff I knew was only from what I learned on TV.
Luckily for both of us he seemed to gather himself. An ugly smirk appeared on his face, again I wondered what I had done to earn this man's hate. "So you think you can just talk like that and escape justice?"
"Look sir I don't..." My attempts to appease him were useless, he did not let me finish my sentence.
"I was not done asking the questions!" He yelled in my face again.
Well there went that plan. "I want my lawyer and I will not say anything until she comes." Was I not supposed to plead the fourth or was it the third, maybe it was the fifth. I was pretty sure it was the fifth. It seemed that Maples was beyond reasoning, I was not going to try until I had help, preferably in the form of a lawyer. Phil had been very adamant in his instructions and it would behoove me to listen to him.
So instead we had a staring contest, I don't know how long we stood there. I was not going to back down, knowing I had done nothing wrong. Dating his daughter was not against the law so he could just kiss my ass.
He seemed to collect himself, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, "all right punk, where were you on March 9th?"
"I have no idea, that was months ago," I responded automatically. Seth stop talking. I gave myself a mental slap. I had already forgotten my instructions, but I was curious as to what had happened on that day.
There was an ugly gleam in his face, he had managed to make me talk despite of the fact that I had told him I would not. I bit down on my lips, determined that this time I would not say anything.
I looked away when I heard a car approaching at a very fast pace. I recognized the sound of Phil's truck as well as Charlie's police cruiser right behind him. As soon as the car stopped there were doors opening and I could hear the voices of my family. My mother, Leah and Phil were here. Phil was trying to reassure my sister and telling her to stay calm.
"Help is on the way, say nothing Seth." I heard Phil's voice clear as a bell, I doubted that anyone else other than my sister heard him. "Help is on the way if you can just hang on a few more minutes."
The front door to the building was pushed open with a great deal of force, slamming against the wall. My mother was panicking as she asked Bill Hudson where I was; I wanted to step out of the room and reassure her, but I was not sure what I could have said.
Phil continued to console my sister under his breath, telling her that everything would be all right. Looking up at Maples I was not as certain about the situation, Phil either was not using his mind reading skills or he was lying to calm my sister.
Maples looked towards the door as well, his mouth turned down in a severe frown. He was not too happy that my family had shown up this quickly; he obviously had not dealt with my mother before.
There was a scrapping sound of wood against linoleum, Bill must have started to stand up. He took his time answering my mother. "Just who would your son be again?"
"Bill Hudson don't play this game with me, I want to know where my son is right now. Or do I have to call your mother to tell her about you very poor manners?" My mother was using that tone of voice, I had learned over the years to just give in when she was using this tone.
Apparently Bill was either very brave or he had never had to face the consequences of not obeying that tone of voice. "Well ma'am, I would like to say that you can't just barge in here and start making threats like that."
"I am one of the tribal elders you incompetent buffoon, I am not making any threats. I am telling you what will happen in you do not cooperate." You could almost hear my mother grinding her teeth.
"I am sorry ma'am but I can't help you." Bill continued to be stubborn. I heard my mother mutter something unintelligible under her breath.
"I guess since you don't know anything about Seth we will wait outside." Phil's tone was cool and controlled, but that was not unusual.
Maples smirked at me. "Your mommy can't save you now little boy." He continued his rant, I was beginning to wonder if he was actually going to ask me any other questions. He finally seemed to get a hold of himself and started asking about some party during spring break.
I did not meet his eyes as I remembered what happened that day, I found his daughter sucking face with another guy. Shaking my head in answer, I tried to concentrate on what was going on outside. Phil was continuing to comfort my sister, most of what he said was nonsense but I could hear her heartbeat slow under his care. Charlie was talking to my mother complaining that Maples was not following proper procedure. Bill Hudson was humming tunelessly under his breath, shuffling through papers and drinking something out of a mug - I heard the thud when he would place it back on the desk.
Maples continued to ask his questions, raising his voice louder and louder but I was ignoring the screaming man in front of me. I concentrated harder on what was going on outside this small enclosed space.
I heard another car pull up, the engine on this one sounded perfectly in tune. I was willing to bet it was an expensive car, something the Cullens would drive. Two people got out of the car, two car doors were opened then slammed shut. Only one approached the building - I heard the click of heels on the concrete front steps as well as the door opening. There was also the sound of tiny bell with each step? "Josefine." I heard Phil greet his family member.
"Phil," a voice I did not recognize replied. I had never heard it before but I instantly liked it, it was not the squeaky voice of a teenage girl but the deeper voice of a more mature woman. Her tone of voice was neutral, but it might just be the fact that she had only uttered one word that made me think she was emotionless.
"Oh good afternoon," Sassy had come inside the building now, I was assuming she talking to Bill in that pleasant tone. It was strange that she went from emotionless to perky so quickly, maybe I had imagined the first part. "How are you sir?" she sounded calm and relaxed, not at all in a hurry.
I could hear a chair scraping. "Fine thank you, how may I help you?" Bill's voice completely opposite from when he had spoken to my mother.
"My name is Josefine Stone, and I am here to see my client. A Seth Clearwater, I would be very pleased if you would point out where he is." That settled it my lawyer had definitely arrived.
"I see." Bill's tone soured all of a sudden. "My boss is talking to him currently, so have a seat it may take a few minutes before you can see him."
"Oh good," came Josefine's cheerful reply, I was starting to doubt her sanity. What kind of a lawyer had Phil found for me? Was she not supposed to be the family's hotshot awesome lawyer, "that was amazingly fast."
"What was fast?" Bill seemed to be confused by her cheerful tone. For the first time this afternoon we agreed, was there something wrong with her?
"Finding a child advocate. It would be highly improper for your boss to be interrogating a child of fifteen all alone, would you not agree?" Her tone remained cheerful as she asked her loaded question. For a moment I bristled at the thought that I was considered a child, I had gone to a great many lengths to make sure this tribe was safe. I might be a child in age but as far as experience, most people would consider me a man.
"Oh well, he did not exactly find a child advocate." Bill sounded a little defensive, in my mind I could picture him rubbing the back of his neck while trying to avoid her eyes.
"If that is the case I will have to insist that you take me to see him. Well so long as he has asked for his lawyer, by law you have to stop questioning him and let me see him as soon as he asks for his lawyer." I heard her continue, she sounded very happy - was she on drugs or something?
Maples had finally noticed that I was no longer paying attention to him. He too looked at the door and heard the final statement Sassy had made. "Great you have found yourself a lawyer."
He pulled the door open with enough force to throw it against the wall. "What do you want?" He growled as he stepped outside the door, but then he froze mid step.
"Good afternoon, my name if Josefine Stone, I am here to see my client." Sassy introduced herself. The pleasant voice was still intact despite the fact that Maples had just yelled at her.
"Well I am not ready for you to see him yet so you can just sit your ass down and fucking wait." Maples was really being a jerk today. I could not understand what was going on, he usually was somewhat of a pain but never this rude.
"While you are here would you please allow me to see your arrest warrant. Just to make sure everything is proper." Sassy did not raise her voice in response to the cursing. The way she spoke she might as well have been asking him to pass the salt at a formal dinner.
"I am too busy right now to get you what you want, some of us are actually trying to do our fucking jobs." Maples continued to curse, I could see that Sassy's politeness was starting to get to him. But I guess everything today seemed to make him angry.
"All right, can you tell me which judge granted the arrest warrant, I can just go through his office." Sassy was being very cooperative, I thought lawyers were supposed to be vicious and go for the jugular.
"I told you I am too busy to talk to you." Maples yelled at her yet again, despite the fact that he had just spent at least a minute telling her he was too busy to speak to her.
"I would not want to waste your very important time. So let me just ask one more question then. What crime is he accused of?" I noticed she had emphasized the word important, was that sarcasm I detected in her voice?
Maples did not answer but just turned around and started to walk back in the room.
"I heard congratulations were in order for your boss. Do you know when the happy event is going to occur?" Sassy was making pleasant small talk with Bill? I thought she was on my side.
I watched as Maples' face went from red to a pale white. He swung back around to face Sassy. "What did you just say?"
"Oh I would not wish to waste your time sir, I was just talking to Bill here while you were finishing your important job." She explained in an offhanded manner.
"Tell me what you meant?" Maples looked like he had completely forgotten about me, all his furry was directed towards Sassy.
"There are several little rumors floating around about your sweet innocent little daughter." Sassy giggled a little, that raised some flags for me. From the comments I had heard about Sassy, her acting like a schoolgirl was not normal. "But I guess innocent is no longer the right word to use."
Maples walked out of my range of sight, his boots stomped across the floor. "You know nothing about my daughter! So leave her out of this!"
"Now George you need to calm down..." I heard Bill trying to intervene, but it seemed not to have any effect.
"Are you not happy about the blessed event? True it is a tiny bit early..." What was she doing? She seemed to be oblivious to the fact that she was making Maples more and more angry. I could hear his breath coming in and out in large gasps.
"Would you just shut up, you stupid bitch." I twitched in my seat, maybe I should go out there and help Sassy before she got hurt. Had Kendrick not come with her? I though he was supposed to watch her back or something like that.
"Are you not happy about this? Maybe you should have explained to her how to keep her legs closed." Sassy's chipper tone was starting to grate on my nerves, there was a clapping sound almost like she was demonstrating how to close your legs. Wait what did she mean by keeping her legs closed? Oh shit was Jill pregnant, and had she told her daddy I was the father? That would certainly have explained the hate.
"You know nothing." Maples screamed. That was when I heard it, the sound of someone being hit. "What do you have to say now?" Maples asked breathing heavily.
"George!" Bill's voice was completely shocked. Maples had really hit Sassy? I got up from my chair prepared to come to Sassy's defense.
"Hudson, was that your name? I would like to press assault charges against this man." Sassy's voice was no longer chipper it was pure steel now. "My client will be coming with me as well. Judging by the level of incompetence that has been demonstrated by both you and you superior I somehow doubt there is actually an arrest warrant, but I will be more than happy to tell the judge about this little event. You arrested my client without a warrant, failed to inform his of his Miranda Rights. You also failed to stop questioning him after he asked for his lawyer. I am sure the judge will be very amused to see you completely and utterly forgo all proper procedure. Who really cares about constitutionally protected rights? It is not like they are important." So here was the hotshot bloodthirsty lawyer that I was expecting, it had all been an act in order to force Maples to break the law and hit her. Talk about willing to go the mile for your client, I hope she knew I could not afford her fees.
This was my signal that it was time to go, my hands were still handcuffed behind my back so it was a little awkward walking around the table. I stopped by the door, I could see that Bill was leaning over his desk- a look of shock was till present on his face. There was a very tall woman wearing black pants and a crisp white shirt, she was facing away from me but I was going with the assumption that she was Sassy. All I could see was a great deal of dark hair coiled in a very elaborate arrangement around the back of her head.
"George I need your badge and your gun." Bill Hudson's voice was quivering a little, he had finally realized Sassy was from the big leagues and if he was not careful she would not hesitate to take him out.
There was a thud as Maples slammed his things on top of the desk. "Fine, but this is not over by a long shot." Maples voice was filled with determination and hate. "If you think you can get a hotshot lawyer and get away with raping my little girl you are fucking stupid."
Rape? His daughter? I was completely and utterly floored. How could he think I was capable of doing that? My mind stopped working as it tried to process what I was accused of doing. How could Jill have told that lie about me, I was a freaking virgin and I was being accused of rape.
"I would also like to file assault charges on behalf of my client. The way he was taken into custody was unnecessarily violent especially since he was fully cooperating." Sassy continued almost as if Maples had not said anything.
Maples gave me one more hate filled glare before he stomped out the front door. I stood there my mind completely blank as I tried to figure out how anyone could... "rape?" my voice sounded small and quiet.
That was when Sassy turned around and I saw her face. All of my horror at the accusations were forgotten as I looked at Sassy. I felt instantly pulled into large brown eyes that were almost golden in color. I had not even realized how lost I had been, looking for my place in the world - but now I had found it, my future. My place was at the side of this woman, anywhere she was that is where I was meant to be. I would become everything and anything she needed, so long as she was happy.
"Are you all right Seth?" she asked me quietly as she came closer, the genuine concern evident in her expression. She touched her cool hand to the side nose, pulling out a handkerchief she dabbed it to my nose. I took a deep breath of contentment and breathed in my favorite scent in the world. So this was why I loved the way the cabin smelled, it was her scent that I had been smelling all over the house. "Come, we have a great deal to discuss." She snaked an arm around me and pulled on the handcuffs, my hands were released almost instantly.
I followed her out the door to the rest of my family. I could hear the tinkling of little bells with every step she took.
A/N: I had to do this from Seth's point of view, but next up it will be back to Leah.
Jaime2772: I had to laugh at your review, your thoughts jump form one thing to another - I tend to do the same thing and it confuses some people when I try to have a conversation with them. Well there you go, Seth's side of the story when he first met Sassy. I was tempted to use this chapter as a prologue for Seth's story but in the end I changed my mind.
ABarbieStory: Yes Maples is very mean, and no one messes with Seth without now having Sassy rip them a new one. Don't worry I would not mess with Seth too much, he is one of my favorite characters. Sorry to hear about your job being so stressful, I can relate. I think you this chapter should have answered your question: obviously his daughter is a liar.
Connect2tjb: Yes we are wrapping this up soon, and yes that means I am getting to Sassy/Seth story next but it has been a little too hard to go from one to another. So this has a few more chapters and then I plan big date with Sassy and Seth.
BlacknCallwaterfan: Yup mommies can be scary, the best part is if you are ever a teacher and you use the mommy voice it even works on freshmen in college. (Personal experience with that one.) More pack in the next chapter where hopefully Leah's mom gets to appreciate just who her daughter is dating a little more. It was hard to let Phil constantly have to stand back and not get to kick supernatural ass where Sue can know; so his family might now have to kick some human ass to protect Seth.
Sam's reasoning for not wearing his wedding band is because of phasing, I did not mention it in the story but Leah's ring is special in that it will change size so that Leah will not hurt herself or the ring if she ever phases with it on (of course Phil would think of that.) Yeah your review was probably longer than some people's oneshots but I most certainly enjoyed reading it more than some of those stories. - Very rarely do oneshots actually do anything for me.
Ash186: Don't worry Sassy has his back (and what a cute little backside it must be) - I have to keep reminding myself that he is fifteen here and that is illegal in Washington state.
Ms Animegoddess: See Seth is going to be fine, Sassy has come in to rescue him. The sad part is the my date heels are not that tall, two inches tops, I am just that clumsy. Though I do have this really cute pair of red heeled sandals, so fun to pair that with some jeans and a cute top.