A/N Your overwhelming response to the last chapter said that most of you wanted to hear about the Charlie/Mike confrontation, so I've posted this as an outtake. While it's important, I don't want it to interrupt the flow of the story and it doesn't really it... I guess it's like the deleted scenes in some movies. While the scenes may be important, if they were left in, they would have changed the entire movie... Hope the analogy makes sense. Anyway, enjoy the update and let me know what you think, please!

Outtakes for Close to Home

Chapter 1 - Vindication

September 17, 2010


It's a slow afternoon and that's not helping me forget that damn article in the Forks' Forum this morning. I can remember it all too clearly, but can't help picking it up to read it yet again.

Forks' Favorite Couple Calls it Quits

After several years of dating and a very romantic, very public proposal, local high school sweethearts, Mike Newton (beloved SeaHawks' Quarterback), and Isabella Swan, call it quits. Rumor has it that Newton's infidelity was the cause of the breakup. In fact, there is a viral video sweeping the web, starring Newton and another Forks' local, Jessica Stanley.

It is unclear how long Newton and Stanley have been involved, but the video was taken on September 1st: the same day Newton was arrested at the SeaHawks' practice field for being involved in a altercation.

Rumors started flying when Swan showed up at the local precinct, but did not post bail for Newton. Instead, she left with a small, dark-haired woman and the three unknown men who started the fight on the field in the first place. Based on pictures taken in front of the precinct, two of the men are believed to be Emmett and Edward Cullen, and the woman Alice Cullen, all children of local hospital heartthrob, Dr. Carlisle Cullen. We are still unaware as to the identity of the third man.

When the small group, including Swan, exited the station, one of the men, believed to be Edward Cullen, wrapped his arms around Swan. When asked about the confrontation on the practice field, he offered the following explanation: "Bella Swan has been my best friend for twenty years. I did what I did today for her." He refused to comment further.

A few hours later, Stanley arrived at the precinct and posted Newton's bail, the two of them looking quite cozy as they walked out together. Newton was asked several questions, including the status of his relationship with Swan, and the rumors about being benched for the rest of the season, and finally lost his cool.

"What happened today is a simple misunderstanding. Bella and I have been together since high school and we will be getting married in October. My position with the SeaHawks is not in jeopardy and I will not be benched the entire season," Newton explained. "Now, I will not answer any further questions, private or career related. I've spent the last four hours in lock-up. I'm hot, tired, and I really need a . . . shower, so my friend here is taking me home. If anyone has a problem with that, you can go (expletive) yourselves."

We were able to get ahold of the PR department for the SeaHawks, who confirmed that Newton has in fact been suspended for the remainder of the season due to his shocking misconduct. We have since tried to speak to Newton again, but he has refused to comment further.

As for Swan, we have not been able to locate her to get a comment yet. It is believed that she has moved out of her shared apartment with Newton and in with one of the Cullen sons. We will continue our attempt to find her and get a comment on the events of the last few weeks. Be sure to watch The Forks' Forum daily for updated information.

Why the hell wouldn't Bella tell me about any of this? Did she really move out of Mike's apartment? I never liked that asshole, but Bella always seemed relatively happy, so I kept my mouth shut. It wasn't really my place to say anything to her, anyway. A dad's gotta let his girl make her own mistakes, right?

I can't help but look at the clock on my desk again and see that my shift ends in twenty minutes. I'm tempted to call Bella and ask her what the hell is going on, but I'd much rather speak to her in person. After thinking about it for another few minutes, I decide that's exactly what I'm going to do: speak to Bella face-to-face.

I wait the twenty minutes until my shift is over, before I climb in my cruiser and start the long drive to Seattle. Yes, I've been working all day and I'm exhausted, but I'm too antsy to just go home. During the long drive, I think about ways that I can confront Bella about what I've heard. I just can't get over the fact that she didn't at least pick up the phone to call me. Am I hurt? Yeah. Am I mad at her? How can I be? She's my baby and I love her more than anything, even if I don't express it as well or as often as I should.

When I get to the ferry, I pull my car on and then walk to the upper deck. The fresh, cool breeze on my face is refreshing and helps to clear my head a bit. I start to think about the fact that Bella is no longer living with Newton and I have no idea where she's at now. The article said that she was thought to be living with one of the Cullen boys, and if I had to guess, I would have to say Edward.

Those two have been inseparable since the day they met. If I'm being honest with myself, I'm surprised that it was never more than friendship between them. I have a feeling that if Newton hadn't have taken Bella to that dance her junior year, things would be completely different now. I only hope that the Newton prick didn't ruin my baby girl. If that's the case, I just might have to ruin him.

As the ferry draws near the shore, I make my way back to my car and pull out my cell phone. Knowing my gut is probably right, I call my old buddy Garrett, who just happens to work for Seattle's Finest, and have him pull a current address for Edward Cullen. Being the Police Chief of Forks definitely has it's advantages sometimes.

Garrett comes through for me, and although I don't usually spend a lot of time in the city, I know where to find the apartment complex. I make my way there easily, but just as I'm about to exit the cruiser to go find his place, I see Edward leading Bella to his Volvo. It shocks the hell out of me when I take in Bella's state of dress, if you can even call it that. She's wearing what looks like a blue corset without any sleeves or straps of any kind, and a very short, very tight black skirt.

The other thing that catches my eye, is the fact that they're holding hands. Maybe someone finally knocked some sense into Cullen and he realized what the rest of us did a long time ago: that Bella and Edward were made for each other . . . Just maybe.

I decide to follow them to wherever they're headed, and find myself in downtown Seattle fifteen minutes later, in front of what looks like a nightclub. I watch as they park his car, and decide that this is definitely not the place for a confrontation, so I drive down the street about half a block and park at the curb. They don't seem to have noticed me so far, and I plan to keep it that way.

I decide to kill some time by checking into the owner of the nightclub, so I call Garrett again. I'm satisfied when he says the owner, one Rosalie Hale, has no criminal record, and that the club has been squeaky clean for the three months it's been open.

After about an hour of sitting in the car and killing time, I decide to stop in a little coffee shop I passed when I was parking. The place is fairly quiet, but I do notice an occasional group of club goers coming in for a drink to sober them up before driving home. I think it's funny how, even though I'm not a Seattle Police Officer, they still eye me warily because of my uniform.

Four cups of coffee and a plate of berry cobbler later, I make my way back to my car. I figure it's probably safe to park in the same lot as Edward now, and I definitely don't want to miss them leaving the club, so I move my car to where I'm an aisle away from his but have an unobstructed view of his car.

I happen to have some paperwork in my car to look over and sign, so I spend some time doing that. When I finish with it, I just sit back and close my eyes to give them some rest. It's been a long ass day and I'm exhausted, but I know I need to talk to Bella in order to settle my mind. I'm pulled out of my thoughts on several occasions by people leaving the club, but it's not until around one that I see Bella and Edward leaving together. This time, Bella is practically dragging Edward toward his car and I have to stifle a laugh.

Silently, I exit my cruiser and watch them. To say I'm shocked when Edward spins Bella around and presses her against his car in a passionate kiss, would be an understatement. What is even more shocking, though, and something I could have gone my whole life without witnessing, is when Bella wraps her legs around Edward's waist. Didn't the paper this morning say that the brawl on the practice field was just over two weeks ago? Could she really have just jumped from one bed to another?

Somehow, that doesn't seem like my baby girl, but I'm pissed off that it's even a possibility. I decide that it's time to interrupt, so in my most menacing, annoyed voice, I say, "Well, what the hell do we have here?"


I am beyond pissed right now. It's so bad that I can't even really see straight when I get to my cruiser. If I wasn't an officer of the law, I can almost guarantee you that I would hunt down Mike Newton and snap his neck. I can't believe he would have the gall to screw around on my little girl like that.

When Bella explained the situation of what she walked in on, that's when the anger and revulsion began to stir within me. I guess Edward must have felt the same way, because he admitted to me that he went to confront Newton the next day. Was it stupid to confront him so publicly on a field full of his teammates? Hell yes, it was. Do I respect him for it? Damn straight.

When he told me that he'd fallen in love with my girl, a little of my anger faded. I still planned to pay Newton a visit, but was able to feel relief at my daughter's newfound happiness. As a father, that's all I've ever wanted.

Now, as I sit in my cruiser and try to calm myself down a bit so I can drive without causing a wreck, I smile once at my goodbye. Edward seemed completely dumbfounded when I told him it was about time he realized his feelings for Bella. At least he'll have something to think about now.

With one more deep breath, I slide my keys into the ignition and start my car. I don't really give a crap if it's after two in the morning. I plan to put the fear of god in that prick once and for all.

September 18, 2010


What the fuck is that goddamn racket?

I don't know what time I fell asleep last night, or maybe it was this morning, but I'm not fucking happy when I'm pulled out of a very hot dream starring mini me, Jess, Gianna, and a few of the SeaHawks cheerleaders by someone banging on my apartment door.

What . . .The . . . Fuck . . .?

I rub my eyes with the palms of my hands and then glance at the alarm clock on my nightstand, seeing that it's 2:30 in the goddamn morning. Whoever the hell is pounding on my door is in for a serious ass-whipping for waking me up at this ungodly hour.

I don't bother putting anything on except a pair of black boxers, which does little to cover my bulging erection, but right now, I could care less. All I want to do is get rid of the fucker who's still practically beating down my door, and then get back to my dream. I was getting some major action, hence the major hard-on.

I stumble down the hall, and as I'm opening the door, I let whoeverthefuck it is, have a piece of my mind. "What the fuck do you want, you . . ." Oh shit! When I see who it is standing in front of me, I freeze. "Charlie?"

He takes a step toward me as his right hand rests on his revolver, and I suddenly feel nauseous. "Don't you fucking 'Charlie' me, you ass-wipe!"

He is seriously pissed off and I don't know what to do. It's too late to close my door on him because he's already inside, so I just stand there, staring at him wide eyed. "You lost the right to call me Charlie when you screwed around on my little girl. She filled me in on everything and let's just say that I'm far from happy."

He takes another menacing step inside and closes the door behind him. Shit! He's gonna kick my ass, I just know it. I try to tell him I'm sorry, but he cuts me off before I can even get the first part out. "Save it, boy! You listen to me, and listen good, because I'm not going to repeat myself. Understand?" I nod woodenly, but otherwise remain silent as I panic internally.

"You're lucky I swore an oath to uphold the law, because I can guarantee you right now, that if I hadn't, you'd be a dead man. WHAT THE FUCK were you thinking, Newton? Wait, no . . . You weren't thinking, were you? Or maybe you were, just with your little head. I should cut your fucking dick off so you can't hurt anyone else." My eyes widen in fear as I listen to what he's saying. My heart literally stops for a second as his hand withdraws his gun from the holster. "Better yet, I should blast the goddamn thing off so there's no chance they can fix it. You'd sure as hell keep it in your pants then, wouldn't you?"

"NO! Oh God! I'm sorry Chief Swan! Please don't shoot me!" I can't keep silent any longer because my panic is suffocating me. I'll get down on my hands and knees and beg if that'll get this man out of my apartment. "I fucked up! I made a goddamn mistake, okay? I'm so fucking sorry!" I scream at him. "I still lo . . ."

"Don't you dare fucking tell me you still love my daughter, you fucking ASSHOLE!" he screamed, cutting me off. "You don't know the meaning of the word love and you sure as hell never loved my daughter. I have to admit that you fooled a lot of people. I know Bella had love goggles on, but I don't know how you managed to fool everyone else, especially me."

Before I know what's happening, he pistol whips me with his gun and I stumble backwards, nearly falling on my ass. I take a step back, only to find that he's backed me into a fucking corner. SHIT! What the hell am I supposed to do now?

I'm a big guy, but let's face it . . . Bella's dad is one scary mother fucker . . . And he's got a gun. I hold my hands up, palms out, trying to convey surrender, but he takes another step towards me. "Oh no, Newton, you're not getting away that easily," he sneers as he closes the gap between us. "Here's what you're gonna do, and if you don't, I promise you I will find out and our next meeting won't be anywhere near as pleasant as this one . . . You're going to stay the fuck away from my daughter and her new boyfriend."

He must see the look of shock on my face because he flat out laughs at me. "That's right, you fucker, Bella has moved on and is happy. You stay away from her and Edward, do you hear me?" Again, I can only nod, but inside, I feel like I'm falling apart. It's as if the last nail in my coffin was just hammered in, and any hope I harbored about getting Bella back, has slipped away.

Suddenly, I feel something cold and hard through my boxers and I let out a gasp. Charlie Swan has the barrel of his gun pressed against my cock and is sneering up at me. "I said DO... YOU... UNDER... STAND?" He stressed each word, and as he did, he pressed the barrel harder into my dick.

"FUCK! Yes! Oh God, YES! I understand, Chief. I'll stay away from Bella and Edward, I swear! Just please don't fucking shoot me!"

The chief pulls his gun back slightly and I silently breathe in relief until he chuckles darkly. "Good, as long as we're clear on one thing . . . If I ever hear that you've tried to contact or go near my daughter again, I WILL KILL YOU. And I will get away with it. I've been in law enforcement long enough to know how to dispose of your sorry ass carcass so that no one finds it. Am I clear?"

"Y . . . Ye . . . Yes, Sir. Crystal," I manage to stammer out as I try desperately to control my pounding heart.

"Oh, and Newton? You might want to take a shower after you clean up the mess on your floor."

He walks out the door, leaving it open behind him, and I take a deep breath before looking down. Well fuck me! Charlie Swan scared the piss out of me, literally. Ashamed of myself and completely humiliated, even if it was only the chief who saw, I walk into my bathroom and start the water in my shower. The only thought in my head as I pull off my boxers and step into the scalding spray is that Bella has moved on and I'll never get her back.

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