Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

A Fresh Start

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 19:

Bo POV

Damn it was good to be back in Texas. We wouldn’t have to go back to Forks till June. Then we would only be there a few days. After that Sam could bring Emily here to visit. That was it. I think Mary and I had both had enough of that place and those people. Leah and Seth weren’t so bad. Leah was a bit quiet. The farther away from Washington we got the more relaxed she seemed. Seth was funny if quiet. He seemed like the kind of kid who would fit in anywhere.

We had just got finished moving Charlie’s house in. Tomorrow, I
would be helping Phil move in. Charlie offered to help and Renee
turned him down. Charlie and I had not spoken much but he hadn’t raised his voice at my wife once. I suppose we would get over our little altercation but I wasn’t in the mood right now.

Tonight Mary and I would be working on furniture. She would be
sanding. I would be building. Mostly working on the giant bed order and a couple tables made out of thick tree trunks. I loved doing these because each one always came out different. Almost like it had a life of its own and decided what it would be before I even touched it.

Mary got a bit dusty and sweaty helping Charlie move in. She was
taking a shower. I told her not to since we would be working in less
than an hour.

She insisted she needed a shower. I knew what I had to do. It had
been too long.

I snuck in with the pitcher of ice water.

“Bo? Is that you?”

I let her see the pitcher tipping over the curtain.

“Bo, don’t you do it. I’m serious Bo! Don’t… motherfucker!”

She screamed. “You asshole! I am so getting you back for that! Damn it Bo! That shit isn’t funny!”

Nothing like a pitcher of ice cold water poured on someone in a hot shower to wake up the senses. Ah shit. She threw the curtain open.

She was coming out.

She looked pissed off. And wet. And naked. Pissed off, wet and
naked. I wasn’t sure if I should be turned on or scared.

“Hand me my towel, Bo.”

I handed it to her gently, making sure not to get too close.
She wrapped it around herself and walked to the bed room. She was still dripping.

“Mary, don’t you need a towel for your hair?”

“Nope. I’m good.” She walked to our bed. She dropped the towel and lay down. On my side of the bed.

“No!”

“Yep.”

“Move over.” Her wet hair was soaking my pillow. My special pillow.

The really beat up squishy one that I can’t sleep without.

“No. I need to air dry.”

“Your hair is soaking my pillow!”

“Yep. You ever do that again and I am throwing your special fucking pillow in the shower.” She said, using the remote to turn on the TV.

“It was just a joke. You are destroying property. My side of the bed is wet.” This seemed like an extreme response.

“Deal with it.”

“Fine. Be that way. I’m going to be outside working. I’m sleeping on your side of the bed tonight.”

“Good. You can sleep there with your special soaking wet pillow. I’ll sleep in the extra bedroom.”

“Could you put it in the dryer? Please?”

“No. You know where the dryer is. Put it in yourself.”

“I can’t do that Mary. If I don’t do the right setting it could destroy my pillow.”

“Guess you are going to have to wait for it to dry on its own.” She
just rubbed her head deeper in my pillow. Bitch!

I stormed out of the house pouting. It was only a pitcher of ice water. She didn’t have to destroy my pillow. I’ve had that pillow since I was 9 years old. I wouldn’t be able to sleep worth a shit tonight.

I worked for a couple hours. I heard Hunter come home from school. Must mean Steph was home too. I should probably take a break and see how their day went. I haven’t seen them all that much since we been back. I walked out and saw Hunter outside the door. With the water hose in his hands.

“Sorry Uncle Bo. She paid me $20.”

“Hunter…” Before I could offer to pay him more he opened it up. I
just stood there. Wasn’t much I could do now. After a minute he still hadn’t stopped.

“Hunter could you please stop? I’m soaked already.” I spit out
through the water showering my face.

“Sorry Uncle Bo. Aunt Mary said I had to keep doing this until you
got smart enough to move.”

That bitch. If she thinks this is over…

“She also said she is more sadistic than you and you should think
about that before trying to get back at her. What does sadistic mean, Uncle Bo?”

“It’s an adjective used to describe a wife.”

I walked inside. Mary was waiting at the door with a smile and towel.

“Take off your boots. I don’t want you to track water in the house.”
I glared at her. Without a word I slipped my boots off. I need a
shower. The saw dust on me had turned to a grimy film of saw mud.

I was smart enough to lock the bathroom door.
Shit. I didn’t bring clothes in. I could probably holler at Mary to bring me jeans when I was done.

I put my face in the spray and closed my eyes. That felt so good…
I screamed like a little bitch. Holy shit that was cold. The suddenness of the cold water hitting my face and the chunks of ice hitting my head caught me by surprise. I finally caught my breath.

“Hey Bo?”

“Yeah Mary?”

“Guess what?”

“You learned to pick locks of the internet?”

“Yep. Pretty cool huh?”

” I love you Mary. I’m sorry I poured cold water on you in the shower. It won’t happen again.”

“You promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

She pulled back the curtain and I saw she was naked.

“Good. You can help me finish the shower you interrupted earlier. By the way, your pillow and the sheets are in the dryer.”

“I love you.” I told her as she stepped in.

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure.”

“Good. You can learn. I am very proud of you. You get steak tonight for dinner.”

“Baked potatoes or mashed?”

“Baked of course.”

“Real bacon bits and not those hard ones that come in a can?”

“Real bacon, darlin.”

“Yes!”

“You are a fucking dork you know that right?’ She asked, smiling.

I guess I was. I was a dork with a naked wife in the shower with me
though.

BPOV

If that fucking dork ever does that again I will make him suffer. I think he learned his lesson. After the shower I hit the belt sander. He was working with a shirt on. I l cleared my throat when he stopped sawing.

“What?’”

I nodded towards his shirt.

“It’s like 60 degrees in here, Mary.”

“Take the shirt off Bo.”

“Is that all I am to you? Some man meat for you to lust over while I am hard at work?’

“Take your fucking shirt off, Bo.”

“You take yours off.”

“No. Hunter might walk in. After the incident with Renee I don’t
believe I will be taking off any of my clothes in this shed again.”

“I could put a lock on the door.” He said.

“Fine. Do it later. Right now shirt off.”

Ahh there he is. Wow. His nipples are hard. It is a bit chilly. Oh well.

He’ll work up a sweat.

We were making good progress, but it was getting to the point where we would have to stop. At least I would. The sun was going down. I needed to get dinner started before Stephanie tried to take Hunter out for fast food. I’m sure the kid was living off it while I was in Forks.

I opened up the shed and stood still. Ah crap.

I backed up a little.

“Bo?”

“Yeah Mar…” Bo stopped talking. I guess he saw him.

“Hello Bo. Mary.”

Bo walked up behind me. He grabbed my waist and I moved to his
side. He pushed me slightly behind. He does this whenever he
senses danger. And right now we were both sensing danger. Bo
seemed relaxed though.

“I was wondering when we would see you Peter. I didn’t figure it
would take too long.” Bo said calmly.

“Yeah. We need to talk.”

“I believe Mary and I would both agree with you on that.”

Fucking Esme Cullen.

“So I guess after your conversation with Esme Cullen you two know everything?”

“Yep.” Bo replied. Mary looked nervous. But she wasn’t backing
down. “Except why you have been helping us out.”

“I’m your uncle. A few generations down of course. I was turned
during the civil war. I had a brother. His name was Benjamin.”

“Benjamin Walker? You were brothers with that Benjamin Walker?” He asked.

“Yep.”

“You’re the Uncle Peter who disappeared and was thought dead
during the war?”

“Yep. My original name is Peter Walker.”

“Wow. Cool.” He seemed to take this in stride. Mary was looking at
me with suspicion but she didn’t look afraid. These two were born for each other.

“So why did you help us? With Mary’s ID and from what I
understand, keeping vampires away from us.”

“I have been watching over your family since I was turned and Ben
started having kids. I never met any of you personally. But I knew
who you were. Imagine my surprise when you show up at my place
with the girl who survived the vampire attack. The Harry Potter of the vampire world.”

“You knew who I was?” Mary asked.

“Yep.”

“Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“Would it have changed anything? You two were meant to be. The
Cullens fucked you over and thought you dead. It was better to stay that way. I thought I could keep vampires out of your life without your knowledge and you guys wouldn’t have to worry about it. Course because you two are nosy as shit and tenacious, that plan got shot to hell. It also didn’t help that your Dad and his dogs are terrible liars and Esme Cullen showed up in Forks when she did. At least she has the sense to stay away from Carlisle an Edward Cullen.”

“I had a right to know. About my past. Who I was, what was out there that I needed to be ready for.” “How the fuck are you gonna get ready for a vampire, little girl? One kicked your scrawny ass already. You gonna stock up on some more pepper spray? See if that shit works any better this time. Course you don’t remember that do you? Be glad. You were fucked up good.”

“You still should have told us.” Bo said. Big surprise. Boy is pussy
whipped. He may not think he is but we recognize our own.

“My knowledge, my decision. You don’t like it, I don’t give a damn. If you are expecting me to act like Esme Cullen, you should know I
don’t hug. Now, you two have to stay low. Stay away from vampires. All of us.”

“Why should I stay away from Esme? She is the only one who was
honest with me.” Mary said.

“Did she tell you her first plan was to run off with you and turn you into a vampire so she could mother you for eternity?’

“Yeah. Not the mothering part but she said if she thought I wasn’t
happy she would have turned me.”

“Oh.” Wasn’t expecting that. Bitch really is honest.

“Yeah. She is honest with Bo and I. So seriously, you can take your
glare and your red eyes and your tough talk and shove them up your ass if you think you are going to dictate our lives.”

Damn. What is with these fucking people now? Don’t I intimidate
anybody anymore? Miss 5’4″ 100 pounds soaking wet just told me to shove something up my ass. Esme Cullen told me to fuck myself.

I took a deep breath. They were still cautious. But they weren’t
scared. Either of them.

“Fine. Do what the fuck you want to do. Talk to who you want to talk to. But if you care about your friends and family you will stay low. Cause every vampire that sees you, the risk of the Volturi finding out about you increases. If they come we have a fight on our hands. I can’t guarantee innocents won’t get hurt. Understand? This ain’t just about the two of you.”

It was Mary who spoke first.

“We understand Peter. It’s not that we don’t appreciate what you
have done. But we aren’t going into some sort of witness protection
program. The vampires who know us already know us. No point in
hiding. That’s all we are saying.”

Bo was nodding his head. Big surprise. He reminded me so much of Benjamin. I guess this was the best I was going to get.

“Fine. I won’t be seeing ya’ll but I will be near, watching your backs. Here is my number. Call me immediately if you see any more vampires you haven’t already seen.” I handed them the card with my cell number.

I took off before they could tell me to fuck off or shove anything else up my ass. I honestly don’t know if I could take anymore. I need to go find my wife and fuck her. Maybe pick on Rose and Emmett. They were at least intimidated by me. I hope.

I heard Mary tell Bo that she didn’t feel as bad about being a vampire magnet considering he was related to one. Weird couple.

Bella POV

We were going to Church. He was really serious. I thought he might forget.

“Are you sure this dress is okay?”

“You look beautiful baby.”

“It isn’t too tight? I don’t want these women thinking I’m a slut.”

“Half of them are going to think you are nice and half are going to
think you are a slut the minute you walk in no matter what you say or wear.”

What the fuck?

“Why?”

“I don’t know. It’s just the way women are I suppose. If it makes you feel better, every guy from 12 to 90 is gonna be wondering what you look like without that dress on.”

“Yeah. That makes me feel better.” I whispered.

We pulled up to a large building. It wasn’t a castle type building I was expecting. It looked pretty modern. Had what looked to be a huge building behind it.

“What’s the building back there?”

‘Multi gym. Four basketball courts and Bible study rooms.”

“Wow.” Impressive.

“Yeah.” He agreed.

“Isn’t this kind of big for a small town church?”

‘Not really. A lot of people from the surrounding area plus Tyler come here.”

“Aren’t there churches in Tyler?” I asked.

“Yeah. But some people like a smaller Church.” Bo explained.

“This is small?”

“Compared to some of them in Tyler? Yep.”

Alright then.

I followed him squeezing his hand and not paying attention.
Apparently the head guy, pasture? Pastor? Yeah Pastor, was waiting for us at the door. Is that his wife with him? Yep. Big hair, fake smile.

Definitely wife. Bo shook hands with him while he went on about how good it was to see Bo, back in the Church. The woman touched me.

I managed not to jump back. Did she bathe in that perfume?
Seriously? I managed a smile.

“And you must be the new Mrs. Walker. It is so good to meet you.”

“Thanks.” Awkward silence. The pastor guy just pulled Bo away to
talk about some men’s group or something. He left me. That ass…
shouldn’t probably even think curse words here. From what I have
learned lately I needed all the help I could get.

“So you are Mary.” I nodded my head. Thanks for reminding me and all.

“That is so great. My name is Mary Sue.”

“Nice to meet you Mary.’

“No sweetie. Mary Sue.”

“I’m sorry?”

“I go by Mary Sue.” She still had that fake smile on her face.

“You go by your first and middle name?”

“Yes dear. I hope that won’t be a problem?” The fake smile just got
more extreme.

“Of course not, Mary… Sue.”

“So where are you from dear?”

“Oh, I have traveled around. The last couple years before I came
here I lived in Washington.”

“The capitol? How exciting.”

‘No the State actually.”

“Oh.”

More awkward silence.

“You know, we have a new lady who also came in and joined our
Church yesterday. She is new to the area. Why don’t I introduce the two of you?”

I did a quick scan for Bo. Out of site. He was in so much trouble. Of
course talking to someone else would mean I could get away from
the perfumed Joker clone.

“Of course.”

She walked quickly and I struggled to keep up in heels. I saw her tap a slim women on the shoulder.

“Mary this is our newest member, besides you of course, Esme
Platt.”

Oh fuck.

“Nice to meet you, Mary.”

“You as well, Esme.”

“I will leave you two to get acquainted. Service starts in fifteen
minutes lady.” Mary Sue walked off. Esme smiled at me.

“I know what you are thinking. Did she bathe in that perfume? Can you imagine what it is like to my sense of smell?”

“What are you doing here, Esme?”

“What do you mean? I am attending church. I told you I was moving here.”

“You’re Baptist?” Like I was going to believe that.

“I’m as much of a Baptist as you are, dear.” She smiled.

She had me there.

“I thought his would be a good place for us to socialize.”

“In Church?” I whispered.

“Yes. Who would suspect either of us meeting here? Besides it will
be fun. We can be on committees together.”

Okay…

“Now, why don’t we find your lovely husband and have a seat.”

“Esme how did you know we would come to this Church?”

“I checked local church records and saw the name Walker on the
roll. When I had research conducted into Bo’s past, the detective I
hired found that his parents were former members here. It was a
shame about his parents. So sad. Anyway, I knew how important
Church was to small town people so I decided to take a chance and
join. If I didn’t see you in a few Sundays I simply would have stopped attending.”

Oh. Okay… wait.

“You researched Bo’s past?”

“Of course dear. You have so much to relearn about me. It will be
fun. Now it looks like Bo is pulling himself away from his friends.
Let’s go grab him and find a seat.”

Is it wrong that the idea of hanging out with a vampire in church
makes me feel more comfortable than some of these women who
are staring? At least the vampires are honest about wanting to drink your blood.

Bo wasn’t the least surprised to see Esme.

“Sister Esme.” He said, nodding at her.

“Brother Robert.” She replied.

“You ready to have a seat?”

“Praise God, Brother Robert. Praise God.” Esme smiled.

At least Church wouldn’t be boring.

Esme POV

Church was so much fun. Bella looked so beautiful. I wish the man at the front would have spoken softer so the two of us could have
conversed more. Perhaps I will talk to the good reverend and Mary
Sue about this at the next social.

Unfortunately it was now time to take care of some unpleasant
business. I waited until the girl wolf took off. The boy always seemed much calmer. I knocked on the door and this must be the lovely Sue Clearwater. She stood there staring at me.

“Hello. I’m Esme Platt. Do you think I could possibly speak to
Charlie?”

“Uh…”

“Calm down, Sue. If I was here to eat you I would have grabbed you
when you opened the door. May I speak to Charlie?”

“Sue who is it?” Charlie walked up and Sue backed up.

“I was wondering when you would show up.”

“Yes, Charlie. I thought it was time the two of us had a chat.”

“Everything okay Charlie?” Seth was behind him now.

“Everything is fine Seth. Why don’t we talk outside Esme? I’m sure
you can appreciate that my soon to be step children are a little
sensitive to your scent. Having it in the house would probably put
Leah in a bad mood.”

“Of course. Let’s walk.” I wasn’t crazy about being indoors with their scent either.

“Charlie?’

“Stay here, Seth.”

Charlie walked out and we went to the back. There was a table on
the porch. He sat. I did as well. I didn’t want to be rude.

“So let’s cut the shit Esme. Why won’t you leave Bella the hell
alone?’

So much for keeping rudeness out of the conversation.

“I love her. Same as you. Always have always will. I won’t leave her.”

“Yes, you will.”

“Make me. It’s going to take a lot more wolves than you have. Better head back to La Push and see if the Alpha will let you borrow some more.”

“You understand being around her puts her in more danger. I mean with Whitlock and his wife and your son and daughter, there are 5 vampires near her now. This is not a good thing. I’m sure you can appreciate my concern.”

“While I can appreciate your concern, what the hell are you doing
here?”

“Excuse me?”

“She can’t be tracked. No one knows where she is. Not with her new identity. But what if Edward were to go back to Forks one day and hear that you suddenly up and moved to Texas. What if he hears Bella is alive? You announced it to Forks for God’s Sake. I was there an hour when I heard the news. If you were really so concerned about her staying hidden you never should have moved here. You should have kept your mouth shut and stayed in Forks. Then you move less than a mile from her. What the hell were you thinking, Charlie?”

“She is my daughter! I thought she was dead for a year! I wasn’t
going to stay away!”

“And neither am I Charlie. Deal with it.”

He took a deep breath.

“She has a mother. Her mother moved down the street. Believe me,
she is very involved in Bella’s life now.”

“Yes, Bella mentioned that at Church.”

“YOU GO TO CHURCH WITH HER?”

“Yes. Don’t seem so surprised Charlie. Even though we are outside
we can use our inside voices. We all have spiritual needs. You
should consider going yourself. I hear you may have a problem with your temper. Maybe allowing the Lord into your heart may sooth your troubled soul.”

“Seriously, fuck you Esme.”

“You keep proving my point, Charlie. One of these days Bella won’t
be there to pull Bo off of you if you can’t control that temper. He may shove your pretty badge up your ass. How is your colon? Healthy? It will need to be to pass a badge.”

He was getting angry. I don’t know why. We were just having a
harmless chat.

“Where is Carlisle and Edward?’

“I left Carlisle. I changed my name. He can’t track me. Edward was
with him, last I knew.”

“You left your husband over Bella? Doesn’t that seem a bit obsessive to you?”

“No.” Simple answers are the best sometimes.

“You won’t go away will you?’

Finally he was understanding.

“No Charlie. I won’t. I will kill to protect her and die to protect her. I will always be around her.”

“Why?”

“Because I love her. I made a mistake in leaving her once before. I
will be damned if that happens again. If you can’t handle that, I feel sorry for you. But it won’t change a thing.”

Charlie took a deep breath.

“So what do you want to talk about? Did you just come to tell me you weren’t going away?’

“No. I felt no obligation to tell you a damn thing about that. I came here for information.”

“What information would that be?”

“The name and current correctional facility of the man who
kidnapped Bella. I believe it is time I introduced myself to him.”

Charlie smiled.

“Now that is a conversation I would love to have with you, Esme.”