Between the Raindrops | ✓

Ch.13 | Warning

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| Shane's POV |    • The Night Before •

"Did you lay him out?" Jon asks.

"Oh, absolutely." I smile triumphantly.

"Linds, I think I am going to like this kid." He smiles in return.

"I knew you would." Addilyn's mother rolls her eyes as she helps Addilyn towards their car.

"Add, I'll call you later. Get some rest, please." I say, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, not caring at all about being in front of both her parents.

Addilyn's mom smiles, but her father shoots me a quick glare.

"Okay, maybe I won't." Jon says as he waits for me to unlock my mom's car.

We both get into the car, and I couldn't help but smile as I see Addilyn roll her eyes towards her dad.

Man, she is so cute.

"Listen, Mr. Bishop," I begin, looking at him for a quick second before pulling out of the hospital parking lot. "I just want you to know that I care about your daughter a lot, and I'm sorry I couldn't do more to protect her last night. I tried like hell, I really did." I admit, still feeling the sharp pang of anger coursing through my stomach as I drive.

"I believe you." He nods.

"Thank you." I reply, easing my grip on the steering wheel.

"There's a buddy of mine who works at the station, just tell him everything you saw, and we should be good to go." Jonathan says, rolling down the window to let in the breeze.

"Alright." I didn't question him on who he knew or how, but I sure didn't care. As long as they lock up Jared, I will be perfectly fine.

"You know... my daughter is my world. As long as you promise me that you aren't going to hurt her, I have no problem in welcoming you into our lives. I see how she looks at you, and I don't want to be that hard-ass, over-protective dad. I want to trust and like you, Shane. I really do."

I can feel him looking at me, but I don't want to peel my eyes away from the road. Part of it is because I didn't want to possibly crash the car, and the other part of it is I just didn't want to look at him in his eyes. Still, I know I'm going to do everything in my power, to hold the promise I am about to make.

"I promise, Mr. Bishop. You have nothing to worry about." I crack a smile, and I know he sees it.

I feel as though he casts a slight smile my way as well, but I don't fully look at him to clarify.

A few minutes of non-awkward silence pass, before we finally pull into the police station parking lot. After parking the car and getting out, we go inside.

"Hey, Chuck!" Mr. Bishop says upon entering the station. "You see Bernard around?"

"I think he's in the back with a subject." Chuck glances behind him towards a small door off in the back of the building. "Whatcha need him for?" Chuck smiles.