#sheriff beau arlen

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Blind date

One shot story

Pairing: Beau Arlen x Y/N F/reader

Summary: Y/N is Carla's best friend and ER doctor who transfered to Big sky Montana. Beau and Y/N where set up on a blind date, one thing leads to another that leads to complications.

Warnings: 18+, smut, talk of sex, keeping secrets, ...

English isn't my first language

Please do not copy my work. Sharing/Linking and comments are appreciated.

This story does not follow the original timeline of the series.

Y/N stepped into the dimly lit bar, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on the small white rose resting in a vase on the table near the back. She let out a quiet sigh, adjusting the strap of her purse as she made her way over. Her coworkers had insisted on setting her up on this blind date, promising her it would be a great way to meet someone new in Big Sky.

But as she approached, the man sitting at the table finally looked up, and her stomach dropped.

"Beau?" she blurted out, stopping in her tracks.

Beau Arlen, her best friend Carla’s ex-husband, sat there looking just as surprised as she felt. He glanced at the rose on the table, then back at her, clearing his throat.

"Y/N," he greeted, getting up from his chair.

She let out a short laugh, more out of disbelief than anything, before nodding toward the flower. "I guess you’re my date."

Beau exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, looks like it."

For a long moment, neither of them spoke. It wasn’t that they didn’t know each other—far from it. Y/N had known Beau for years through Carla. He wasn’t just some stranger her coworkers had picked out for her; he was someone she never expected to sit across from on a date.

She finally slid into the chair across from him, arching a brow. "So… do we just call this off now, or do we at least order a drink first?"

Beau chuckled, shaking his head. "I mean, I came here expecting to have dinner with someone, so… might as well make the most of it, right?"

Y/N tilted her head, considering. Maybe this didn’t have to be weird. Maybe they could just have a casual dinner and laugh about it later.

"Alright, Arlen," she said, flagging down the bartender. "But you’re buying the first round."

Beau smirked. "Deal."

Their conversation was casual but fun, filled with easy banter and shared stories. Y/N told Beau about her move to Montana and how hectic the ER could get. He listened intently, nodding as he sipped his drink.

"You miss Texas?" he asked, his tone curious but not pressing.

She nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I do, but I like it here. It’s different, but in a good way."

Beau leaned back in his chair, considering her words. "Yeah, I get that. Montana has a way of growing on you."

She chuckled. "That, or I just don’t have time to think about it much with how crazy work gets."

Beau smirked, taking another sip. "Welcome to the club."

They talked easily, catching up on the changes in both their lives. Y/N eventually brought up something she knew had to be on his mind.

"You know, you must be excited that is moving Emily closer," she said, watching his reaction carefully. At the mention of his daughter, Beau’s expression softened. He nodded, setting his glass down. "Carla told you?"

"Yeah," Y/N admitted. "She mentioned that she and her husband were moving a few towns over. Same state, at least."

Beau let out a breath, a mix of relief and anticipation in his eyes. "It’ll be good to have her close again. It’s been hard not seeing her as much as I want."

Y/N smiled. "She’s gonna love it here." Beau looked at her for a moment before nodding. "Yeah… I think so too."

As the night stretched on, their conversation grew more personal. The drinks helped loosen things up, but it was mostly the comfort of familiarity that kept them talking.

"So," Beau leaned forward, resting his arms on the table, "you been dating much since you moved here?"

Y/N huffed a quiet laugh, shaking her head. "No time, to be honest. Between shifts and trying to actually sleep, dating hasn’t exactly been a priority."

Beau nodded knowingly. "Yeah, I get that. My job isn’t exactly a walk in the park either. Hard to meet someone when you’re always on call, always dealing with something."

"Exactly." Y/N swirled the last bit of her drink in her glass, watching the ice shift. "And even if you do meet someone, not everyone gets the crazy work hours. They think you’re avoiding them when, really, you’re just too damn exhausted."

Beau smirked. "Sounds familiar."

She glanced up at him, her expression thoughtful but open as always. "I mean, I don’t really miss anyone, if that makes sense. But the physical stuff? That, I could use once in a while. Helps relieve stress."

Beau choked out a laugh, shaking his head. "Well, that’s one way to put it."

She shrugged, grinning. "Just being honest."

He didn’t doubt that for a second. Y/N had never been one to sugarcoat things, and it was something he’d always appreciated about her. But as much as he laughed it off, he knew exactly what she meant. It was the same for him—when your life was all work and little play, there wasn’t much time to actually get to know someone, let alone build something real.

The thought lingered between them for a moment, unspoken but understood.

After dinner, Beau did the gentlemanly thing and drove Y/N home. He pulled up to her place, the engine humming softly as they sat there for a beat longer than necessary.

"Thanks for tonight," she said, unbuckling her seatbelt but not moving to leave just yet.

Beau gave her a small smile. "Yeah, it was… unexpected, but good."

She lingered, fingers tapping against her thigh before glancing at him. "You wanna come in for a drink?" He hesitated for a second, but then nodded. "Sure."

Inside, the air felt heavier, charged with something unspoken. Y/N poured them both a drink in the kitchen, leaning against the counter as she handed him his glass. He took a sip, watching her over the rim, and she could tell there was something circling in his mind.

"So," she started, setting her drink down, "have you ever considered a fuck buddy?"

Beau coughed slightly, not expecting that. His brows lifted in surprise. "Excuse me?"

She smirked, tilting her head. "You heard me."

His lips parted like he was about to respond, but he just stared at her, trying to gauge if she was joking. The look in her eyes told him she wasn’t. Then, something changed in his expression. His surprise melted into something darker, something hungry.

"You mean…" He lifted a finger, gesturing between them.

"Well," she confirmed. "We’re adults, right? And I know you are clean, as an officer of the law you are tested regular, so am I. And who better than someone you know and trust."

Beau exhaled slowly, setting his glass down. He thought about it for a second, then met her gaze. "No one needs to know, right?"

She shook her head. "No one."

He let that settle in his mind, then took a slow step toward her. "Just… physical?"

Y/N didn’t answer with words. The smirk on her lips was all the confirmation he needed.

That was all it took.

Beau closed the space between them, his hand cupping the side of her face as he kissed her, fierce and demanding. She responded instantly, fingers gripping his shirt, pulling him closer as the heat between them ignited into something neither of them planned—but neither of them wanted to stop.

He lifted her on the counter, while his lips where on her neck, his hand moved in between her legs. Her breaths turned to moans. Beau didn't waste any time as she was also needy. To his surprise he got her quickly to the edge. He kneeled and placed his lips over her sensitive bud to tip her over the edge.

Her hand flew to his hair. her nails scraping while her other hand cling to the counter.

When he stood up. She pulled him in close to kiss him, muttering "Fuck that was fast." Beau smirked. "Let's hope I'm not as quick or it will be done very soon." Y/N laughed out loud, her head falling back but the second Beau pushed himself inside her, her laugh changed to a deep groan, and she clung to his neck.

Y/N moved her hips which made Beau groan and held her still. Y/N bit her lip leaning in "Take what you need Beau." His head lay against hers. "Call me old fashioned but I still want to give you pleasure."

"You did, you did give Beau. Now take." His eyes darkened and his pace became quick and rough. Like a man starved, his hand held on to her hips as his smacked against her.

Her moans combined with the feeling of her made him quicken his thrusts even more and before he knew it, he couldn't hold himself back anymore.

His face hid in the crook of her neck while his deep groans told her he had listened. And he had indeed took what he needed... release.

Afterward, Beau ran a hand through his hair, letting out a breath before stepping back. "That felt good didn't it." She smiled. She could see his doubtful look. "I'm usually not this... quick." he said still breathing fast. "

"I get it." Y/N said "Neither am I, we probably just needed it because it had been way to long."

***

Once outside. The night air was cool against his heated skin as he turned back to her.

"Thank you," he said, his voice low. "I really needed that." Y/N leaned against the doorframe, still catching her breath, but then his next words made her frown slightly.

"And… sorry." Her brows furrowed. "Sorry?" Beau smirked, nodding toward her. "I might have messed up your hair." She reached up, feeling the tangled mess hanging around her face, and let out a laugh. "Beau, I think you did exactly right."

He chuckled, shifting slightly before meeting her gaze again. There was something in his expression—satisfaction, maybe a little amusement—but also understanding. This was simple. No expectations, no complications.

She bit her lip, tilting her head. "Call me whenever you need to… you know." Beau smirked, his eyes dark with something unreadable. "Same goes for you." He took a step back, hands slipping into his pockets. "Good night, Y/N."

"Good night, Beau," she replied, watching as he got into his car. As he drove off, she stood there for a moment, exhaling slowly. Yeah… this was going to be interesting.

--

Weeks passed, and Beau and Y/N kept finding their way back to each other whenever they had a free moment. It didn’t matter if it was after a brutal shift in the ER or a long, exhausting day at the station—if one of them needed an escape, the other was there.

Mostly, they fucked like needy teenagers, desperate and relentless, as if the stress of their lives could only be burned away in the heat between them. Afterward, they’d lay tangled in her sheets, catching their breath, bodies still humming from the release.

And then, for a little while, they’d just talk.

Not about feelings, not about anything too deep—just whatever had pushed them to need this in the first place. A rough case, a stubborn patient, the weight of their jobs pressing too hard. They listened, they understood, and then they went their separate ways.

No strings. No expectations. Just a mutual agreement to be there when the other needed to forget the world for a while.

Tonight was different.

Beau had texted her earlier, a simple, "You got a moment?" Nothing unusual. She agreed, set the time, expecting the same routine—needy, desperate, quick.

And at first, it was. He kissed her the second she let him in, hands gripping her waist like he couldn’t get close enough. But when they finally made it to her bed, something shifted.

His kisses, usually hungry and demanding, were soft. Almost careful. His movements slowed, his hips rolling against hers with a deep, steady rhythm instead of the usual urgency. His hands didn’t just grab or pull—they lingered, tracing, memorizing.

Y/N noticed immediately.

"Beau?" she murmured between kisses, brows furrowing. "Are you���"

He didn’t let her finish. His lips pressed against hers again, silencing any question. Then his arms wrapped around her fully, holding her close, his face tucking into the crook of her neck.

Her breath hitched. This was different. This wasn’t just stress relief.

He needed something else tonight.

She didn’t push him for answers. Instead, she let her fingers slip into his hair, holding him just as tightly, letting him take whatever comfort he was looking for.

And even though they never made this personal before—tonight, it felt like it was.

Y/n felt weird after that and didn't texted for a while, trying to figuere out what had changed.

Until she had a really difficult patient, the man tried to grope several nurses, and she had a hard time helping him. When Beau walked in with another scumbag who needed attention she told a colleague to take over and pulled beau apart to a small empty room.

She started kissing him, and he joked "Hello to you too."

"Sorry," Y/N murmured between kisses "Need you right the fuck now." Beau smirked liking her boldness. He turned her around, dropping their pants I doing so and lifting her leg on a chair while her hand pushed against the wall.

"How do you want me?" He whispered in her ear. "Hard and quick." She moved one hand to his hair. "Please." Beau bit her ear as he positioned himself between her legs.

With a frantic pace the small room filled with deep breaths and soft moans. One of his hands pulled her back by her hip to increase the thrust impact while his other covered her mouth.

The second Beau felt her legs starting to shake he couldn't hold back any longer and felt his own release fill her. "Ffffuck!" he whispered against her shoulder.

***

As they where cleaning and dressing up Beau seemed nervous. He kept looking at her. But right the second he wanted to say something she kissed him on his cheek and said, 'Thanks I really needed that." Beau smiled and look at the floor "Yeah, sure no problem, that was eh... hot."

Y/N place a hand on the door.

"Wait!"

She turned towards Beau. Who was scratching the back of his neck. "B-before you go back out there, saving lives, what eh... Are you free tonight?"

It shouldn't have shocked her, that question, she could have thought it was just an invite for another round of sex, it wouldn't have been the first time they had sex multiple times a day. But something in the way he looked she knew it meant something else.

"Are you ok? are you hurt?"

"Hurt? Oh no, no I was just thinking, I'm alone tonight, and eh, Emily isn't with me, so I thought maybe we could order Chinese food and watch some tv or something. I know you wanted to watch Yellowstone for a while so... What do you think?"

"Eh... Well I'm sorry but I'm... not available tonight." Y/N bit her lip. "If I had know..." Beau stopped her by putting his hand up. "No no, I'm pretty last minute with this, it's fine."

"Maybe next time?" She tried to lift the mood but could see how defeated Beau looked.

"Yeah, next time."

***

Beau had just dropped Emily off at Carla’s when he noticed they had company. He wasn’t the type to linger, but he figured he’d at least be polite.

"Nice place," he commented, glancing around.

Carla smiled. "Thanks. We’re finally settling in."

Before he could make a quick exit, Avery clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Beau. You should come in, man. Let me show you around."

Beau hesitated but eventually nodded. No harm in being civil, right?

Stepping inside, he took in the place, nodding along as Avery talked. But then his gaze landed on the living room, and his whole body tensed.

Y/N.

She was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, holding a glass of wine. But it wasn’t just her presence that caught him off guard—it was the man sitting next to her.

Carla followed his gaze and, as if sensing the awkward tension, smiled a little too tightly. "You remember Y/N, right?"

Beau’s jaw flexed, and he forced a nod, playing along like they hadn’t been tangled in her sheets just the other night. "Yeah. Of course."

Y/N, to her credit, played it cool, offering a polite smile. But he saw it—the flicker of recognition, the same tension tightening her shoulders.

Carla gestured to the man beside her. "This is Tyler. He’s a vet, a friend of Avery’s. We thought we’d all have a little double date night."

Beau barely heard the rest of what she said. His eyes locked on Y/N’s for a fraction of a second, and he caught it—the slight shift in her expression when she noticed the way his jaw clenched, the way his grip tightened around his drink.

She noticed his jealousy.

And damn it, he wasn’t doing a good job of hiding it.

Beau let out a sharp breath, gripping his keys as he turned toward his car. "I gotta go. Enjoy your night."

Y/N jumped up from the couch, barely processing what she was doing before she was rushing after him.

"Beau, wait!"

He stopped at his car but didn’t turn around. When he finally spoke, his voice was tense. "What?"

"It’s not what it looks like," she insisted.

He let out a dry, humorless laugh, finally facing her. "It’s not what? You, on a date, showing cleavage for Dr. Dolittle while we were just—" He stopped himself, jaw tightening before he shook his head. "Never mind. Not my business. You have fun."

He yanked open his car door, but she stepped in front of him, stopping him from leaving.

"Don’t be like that."

"Like what?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Jealous, Beau!"

His laugh was short and sharp. "Jealous?"

"Yes! Jealous, You were the one who said no one could know. Just sex, remember?"

"Yeah, well," he shot back, "you also said you didn’t have time to date!"

Y/N’s breath caught. She hadn’t expected that.

Beau sighed, running a hand over his face, clearly frustrated. "I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled. You’re right. This is my fault. I should’ve told you..." He trailed off before shaking his head. "You should go back inside. I’m sure you’re a great match with him."

"Beau, please." She reached out, grabbing his arm.

His muscles tensed under her touch, but he didn’t pull away.

"I didn’t set this up," she said firmly. "I had no idea he’d be here. Honestly, I thought it was just their housewarming."

Beau finally looked at her, searching her face for any sign of a lie. Finding none, his shoulders dropped slightly.

"Yeah?" His voice was quieter now.

"Yeah," she confirmed. "I wouldn’t do that."

He exhaled, glancing back at the house before looking at her again. "I should go."

Y/N nodded slowly, but before he could move, she squeezed his arm gently. "Beau… we should talk about this."

He swallowed hard but didn’t answer right away. Instead, he gave her a small nod before stepping back.

"Not tonight," he finally said. "But soon."

And with that, he got into his car and drove away, leaving Y/N standing there, heart pounding, knowing that everything between them had just changed.

***

Months had passed, and they never talked.

Y/N had convinced herself it was for the best—until the night Beau was brought into the ER, bleeding and battered.

She had been reviewing charts when she heard his name. Her stomach dropped. Rushing to the trauma bay, she found him lying on the bed, a deep cut on his face and a gunshot wound to his arm. No bullet left inside, just a clean wound, but it didn’t make seeing him like that any easier.

He caught the worry in her eyes, even though she kept her face neutral, professional. She didn’t ask questions, didn’t demand answers—just did her job. And despite how much time had passed, Beau knew she was holding back, not because she didn’t care, but because he had never called her back. He had no right to ask for her concern.

By morning, as her shift was ending, she stopped by his room one last time.

"I called Emily," she said, stepping inside. "She and Carla are on their way to pick you up. You’re allowed to leave."

Beau sat on the edge of the bed, watching as she approached. When she leaned in to check his bandage one more time, his hand moved instinctively, resting lightly on her hip.

"I’m sorry," he said, his voice rough.

Y/N froze for a beat before exhaling softly. "How… how is Tyler?" he asked hesitantly.

She sighed, pulling back slightly. "I don’t know. Haven’t seen him since that night."

Beau let out a quiet breath, his head hanging low. "I’m sure I did that. He must have thought I was some crazy ex or something." She frowned, confused. "No, I just… didn’t meet with him. I was too busy trying to make amends with a stubborn sheriff."

His eyes lifted to hers, something flickering in them—guilt, regret, maybe something else.

"I messed up," he admitted.

Y/N tilted her head, lips quirking slightly. "Well," she said, a teasing lilt in her voice, "I guess I did too."

"No, no," Beau said, shaking his head slightly. His grip on her hip tightened just a little, like he needed her to hear this. "I should have told you—I started to like you."

Y/N’s breath hitched. She swallowed, heart pounding. "Beau…" she sighed, searching his face. "I guess I knew."

His brows furrowed. "You did?"

She gave him a small, almost shy smile. "Yeah. Well, I mean… last time, at my house, you were different. It didn’t feel like just sex, and I was afraid of what that meant, so I didn’t ask anything. But now, when I think about it… it all makes sense."

She took a step closer, moving to stand between his legs.

Beau’s good arm lifted, his fingers brushing her cheek gently, his thumb tracing her skin like he was memorizing it. His voice was quiet, almost raw. "Please forgive me."

Her forehead rested against his, and she exhaled slowly. "Of course."

For the longest time, they just stayed like that, breathing the same air, looking into each other’s eyes, feeling the weight of everything that had been left unsaid.

And then, finally, he kissed her.

Soft, slow, deep—nothing like the hurried, desperate kisses they used to share. This was different. This meant something.

"Please go on another date with me?" Beau sounded almost insecure. She smiled, "I still kind of what to see Yellowstone, and now that the Sheriff is injured I presume he has some time off in the near future?"

"For you? Always." he smiled.

Y/N kissed him, "Good, because I think I just find someone worthy of making time for."

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𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 (epilogue)

(Beau Arlen x Female Reader)

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After the court case was finally over and things are finally returning to normal, the sheriff comes back into your cafe just like normal and with the help of your nosey but well-meaning sister, she helps nudge Beau along to ask you out now that the case is over.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, just fluffy Beau x Reader content 💕

Eight Months Later…

This was it.

This was the day that would determine if Andre would be getting off Scott-free or if he would be serving his time behind bars.

You hated that you had to be there as a witness. You hated that you had to describe everything that happened, describe the people who kidnapped you. What was worse was that Andre's lawyers did their best to make you out to be a liar, saying that your judgement may be impaired for whatever their reasons were.

The case seemed to take ages and you couldn't believe it was this long of an ordeal to even get court dates settled.

Now here you were, in the booths with the other families whose lives were ruined by the defendant. But Beau was right there beside you just like he had always been through this mess. He was waiting in anticipation with you, anxious to find out the jury's verdict.

You had just been called back into the court room a few minutes ago since the jurors were apparently done making their decision. When you saw them coming back into the room, you and everyone else in the courtroom stood as a part of courtroom etiquette. Though, you carefully held Beau's hand, which he squeezed a little. He seemed just as nervous as you were, despite his confident exterior.

God it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop after the jurors were all settled in their spots.

"Has the jury reached their verdict?" You heard the voice of the judge say.

"We have, your honor."

"And it's unanimous, correct?"

"Yes, Sir, it is."

Then the clerk walked over to the first juror and was handed the file before making their way back to the judge. When the judge said everyone could be seated, the room went back to being silent as he looked through the paper.

Now it all came down to this, what was on those sheets of paper that the jury handed over. It was like the entire room was holding their breath if they weren't glaring at the defendant.

When the judge said that the defendant would rise and face the jury, the judge handed the sheets back to the court clerk so she could make the final announcements.

"The state of Montana verses Andre Bolkonsky," The clerk began to read.

One by one as each of the charges were called out, Andre was guilty to a certain extent of the law if not completely guilty. He was partially guilty of your kidnapping since he orchestrated it, and of course he was guilty of your assault in the fullest.

When you heard the verdict you couldn’t help but feel this immense weight fall off of your shoulders. Yet a part of you wondered if this was really happening and if this was your reality, or if this was some kind of really good dream that you would have to wake up from just to return to some harsh reality.

“Beau…”

He looked down at you and he had a smile on his face, “It’s real, Y/N. He’s going away for good.”

That reassurance was everything you needed in that moment and you threw your arms around the sheriff, hugging him so tightly.

It was finally over and you could hardly believe it!

Morning Glory Coffee…

You never thought you would be able to come back here again. It felt so surreal to have even been able to open this place up again since your kidnapping. But now you were back in the building, bright and early and it’s been about two weeks since the trial ended.

You and Cadence were both there at the shop to straighten everything up so you can open. You brewed some fresh coffee and baked some goodies before putting them on the display table. That was when a pleasant little surprise came up.

The sound of the bell on the top of the door rang out as the door opened up. When you looked over, you saw Beau Arlen standing there.

“You’re here early.” You grinned at him and you could watch a smile begin to form on his face.

“Well, I did miss having your coffee everyday.” The sheriff said, causing you to roll your eyes, grinning at him.

“Just the coffee huh? Let me guess, the usual?”

“Actually… I think I might go with something different this time around.” Beau said as he walked closer to the counter.

“Something different… well if you still want to go with the bitter kind of taste, there’s the Americano, and some cold brew. Or if you’s like something a little sweeter I can make you a mocha, maybe a frappuccino or something like that.”

“I may go with something a little on the sweeter side.” He said and you hummed a little.

“I think we can go with a caramel macchiato.” You nodded and Beau chuckled.

“Whatever you think I’ll like.” He told you.

Beau watched as you started making the espresso and whatever else you needed to make the drink with some ridiculous name. Aren’t all coffees made the same anyway? He supposed that he wouldn’t know for sure. But he knew that he was glad that you were back.

From the corner of his eye, Beau saw Cadence standing in the corner with a certain sort of look on her face. She glanced at her sister that was busily making Beau a drink before she walked over to the sheriff.

“What are you waiting for? She went through something terrible and you were right there by her side through the trials.” Cadence told him in a whisper so you wouldn’t hear anything.

“What do you mean what am I waiting for?” Beau questioned and Cadence rolled her eyes before she reached over and flicked Beau on the forehead with her middle finger.

“Hey! What was that for?” Beau asked and rubbed his forehead.

“You know exactly what I mean, don’t play dumb.” Cadence said.

“I was an idiot for suggesting that she go and date Andre. And I’ll regret that for the rest of my life. But you know what else? I regret not encouraging her to go out with you more. She’s had feelings for you for such a long time but she’s never made a move because she doesn’t want to distract you from your work.”

Beau lifted a brow slightly. You actually had feelings for him? Then again, before you were taken, you did owe him a date since she rain-checked. Did he actually stand a chance with you?

“Are you sure that she wants to actually date someone right now after everything that’s happened?” Beau asked.

“Beau, she’s had her struggles long before Andre even came around. She just went on that date with Andre to try and move on before the date obviously went wrong.” Cadence said but when she looked over she saw that you were almost done making Beau’s beverage.

“Make a move, like ASAP! I want to be an aunt before I die and I want her to be with the right guy.” She said before she went to the back to go and prep something for the day before some other customers would end up coming in later.

Beau looked over at you and smiled a little to himself. There was a glimmer of hope burning in him and it made him wonder if Cadence was telling the truth about you having feelings for him. How long were they there?

“Hey, is something on your mind?”

Your question seemed to make Beau jump and you were a little worried. Was something wrong? Was there another case that he was stressing over? You wished that he could get even a little bit of a break.

You watched as Beau tucked his bottom lip in between his teeth and he looked as if he wanted to talk to you about something, “Actually, there was something I kind of wanted to ask you about.”

“Um… okay?” You said and handed him the drink.

“Do you remember when I missed movie night and you said that maybe I should make it up to you?” In truth, you almost didn’t remember with everything that happened but when you thought about it, you remembered.

“It’s been a while since that rain check, huh? Literally months and I think you’ve made up for it since then.” You chuckled a little but leaned over the counter, curious as to how this came to his mind.

“Yeah, I know it’s been several months… But maybe we could still go out and find something to do. I insist. So are you free tonight?” He asked you as he leaned over as well.

You bit your lip a little. The same feeling that you had when you wondered if the court case with Andre was over had returned, causing you to wonder if Beau was really asking if you were free or not.

“Um.. y-yeah. I should be free.” You answered.

A certain softness seemed to flicker in those beautiful, forest green eyes of his. It made you feel warm on the inside and you were almost certain that you could kiss him in that moment.

“Great. I’ll come and pick you up after work.” He insisted, you nodded in response before watching him stand up and leave.

As he walked out of the door, you smiled fondly to yourself. You never thought that you could feel this happy again. Granted you couldn’t just pretend that everything that transpired with Andre never happened, but it was easier to move past all of it because of Beau. Things were at least beginning to go back to normal other than the nightmares you had. He was always there to comfort you when you needed him .

“Okay, Y/N.. stop daydreaming and help me stock up some cups and lids and everything. If you want to get off early for your big date with the sheriff, I need a little help making sure everything’s in line while the owner’s away.” Your sister reminded you, causing your cheeks to turn pinkish.

“Why do I get the feeling you’re behind him saying something?”

“Hey, he was already going to do that anyway. He just needed a little push in the right direction. And Sheriff Arlen is a guy we can actually trust this time.”

Five o’clock finally came around which meant that it was time for you to get ready for Beau to pick you up.

You were in the back after you had taken your apron off and you placed it in your little locker. You were looking at the camera on your phone, trying to fix up your hair and freshen up a bit. Cadence was leaning against one of the tables in the back just smiling at you since there weren’t any customers at the moment.

“You know, I don’t think he’s going to be too worried about how your hair looks. He knows you’re a working woman.” She reminded you and you shrugged a little.

“I know.” You sighed, “It’s just that I don’t want to mess this up. After everything that’s happened, he still remembered about missing some movie night? We’ve had plenty of those over the past eight months after he got me back.”

“Sweetie, of course he was going to ask you if you wanted him to actually make up for it. You can be a bit naive when it comes to him, can’t you?” Your sister laughed, making you wonder what about this was so amusing but you didn’t really want to question it.

“I guess I’m just shocked for whatever reason.”

“Well don’t let it shock you. You like him, and he likes you enough to ask you out. So enjoy tonight and see where this goes. You know he’s not going to hurt you and these past several months have only proved that point. You deserve happiness and you deserve to have that happiness with someone that will stop at nothing to make sure you have it. And obviously Beau is that person.”

It surprised you how obvious Cadence made it sound, but you supposed she was right. Maybe you were overthinking about something here and you just needed to relax and enjoy whatever moments that you would have with Beau that night. You were sure Beau needed some time to relax as much as you did, so maybe this really would be good for the both of you.

“Anyway, I still want to look halfway decent instead of going on some kind of, whatever this is, in my uniform shirt.” You said but then you heard the sound of a locker door opening up. When you glanced over and saw Cadence going through her locker.

“You are so lucky that I’m prepared.” Cadence chuckled, “But you need to start packing some little outfits to wear incase this becomes a regular thing with the sheriff.” She smirked and wiggled her brows a bit.

You smiled and rolled your eyes a little but then your sister pulled out two shirts for you to pick from. When you did, she handed the shirt to you.

“Now don’t let him tear it up or anything. I like that shirt.” Cadence smirked and your entire face turned red as you clutched the shirt close to you.

“W-We aren’t gonna do anything like that on the first outing!”

“Oh for the love of- Y/N, it’s a date! Call it a date before I strangle you!”

“Okay, we won’t be doing stuff like that on the first date.” You insisted and the biggest smile appeared on your sister’s face when she heard you call it a date after all.

“Okay, okay. Now go change! He’ll be here any minute.” Cadence practically shoved you out of the back so you could change in the rest room and finish getting ready.

After a few minutes, you had now changed into a more comfortable shirt and it actually fit your figure quite well. You put on a denim jacket over it since that was what you wore to work with the uniform, and you pulled your hair into a side, French braid. You were glad your sister trained you to pack a little tube of mascara and some gloss for spontaneous moments like this. It was simple and you preferred simple anyway.

When you stepped out you saw that Beau was just coming into the cafe and you smiled when you saw him.

“Hey. You’re right on time.” You grinned and he looked over at you. He smiled warmly and you could feel the butterflies in your stomach.

“You look nice. I like that shirt on you.”

“Thanks.. it’s my sister’s.” You admitted and you looked over towards the back to wave goodbye to Cadence, and Beau did the same. She waved back at the two of you before Beau looked down at you.

“You ready to head out?”

“I think so.” You nodded and he offered an arm for you to take. Once you took it he escorted you out of the door and took you to the car.

It was still around the time where it would get darker a little earlier in the day, and Beau ended up taking you to some place for dinner. They had some tables outside and it was a pretty night so that’s where you sat. There were several square tables outside and there were some lights strung out on the patio. Then in one corner, evidently there was a local band playing too.

“You must’ve known they’d be playing when you brought me here.” You said and Beau placed one hand up in the air.

“No clue. Swear that this was a surprise for me too.” He insisted and he pulled out a chair for you so you could sit down. Then he sat across from you.

You gazed at him and saw that he was looking down at the menu. You took the time to observe and admire the way he looked and appreciate the small details. Like the way his freckles showed up a little better with this lighting, or the way his hair was falling in front of his face when he was looking down at the menu.

When a waitress came by you got distracted and you looked up when she was asking you and Beau what you’d like to drink. You just ordered a water while Beau ordered his favorite beer. Then she left to get the drinks for the both of you and that was when you looked over at Beau again, who you caught gazing at you too.

“Thank you… for taking me out tonight.” You said and he grinned.

“No need to thank me. It’s something that I wanted to do.” He said but then he rubbed the back if his neck a little, “Actually it’s something I’ve wanted to do for a while now.”

“Well…” You trailed off and decided to make kind of a bolder move and you placed a hand on his that was on the table, “I’m glad that you did.”

He maneuvered his hand to where he could hold your own and it felt like your hand fit perfectly in his.

“How did everything go today?” You asked him, trying to start some sort of conversation and he smiled a little.

“It was an easier day. Luckily we’ve not had anymore kidnapping cases. We had a few house calls but it was nothing too serious. Just nosey neighbors calling because a radio was too loud or a dog was barking and annoying them. Nothing overly serious.”

“Well… at least it was an easier day.”

“Yeah, although there were some case files that we haven’t had any leads on that ended up going cold. I hate they did.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair but you gave him an empathetic smile.

“Well, some cold cases don’t stay cold forever. Somewhere down the line people slip up and sometimes those cold cases get re-opened.” You reminded him.

“Yeah but that doesn’t happen often enough.”

“Cut yourself some slack. I know you hate when cases get cold, but there’s always hope.”

You could hear the little scoff he made and he looked down at the menu again but you gave your hand a gentle squeeze, “You taught me there’s always hope.”

He looked up at you again before you spoke again, “The FBI had been chasing after Andre and his group for a long time. And even if some of those members got caught, they didn’t serve time for long. They thought for sure that they could get away with me and get me out of the country and for a moment, every part of me thought they would be right.”

“But..?”

“But even when I was so close to giving up, I would think about you. How your determination would drive you and I knew somehow you’d find me, even if it would take a while. If you can persevere, then I knew I could too and I needed to figure out how to get out and think of what you would do in some of the situations I was in.” You told him.

Beau listened carefully to what you were saying and he was a little stunned. He had no idea he would be on your mind to help you fight back like that. You were a strong individual and he was so proud of you for taking that risk of screaming out on that phone call. He was proud when you somehow managed to get a phone and call him.

“You know… I think you may be a lot stronger than I am.” He admitted but he carefully intertwined your fingers.

“But you’re right. Those cold cases, I know, will be in the back of my mind and someone will slip up eventually like Andre’s group did.” He said but then he decided to move on.

“What about you? I’m sure your sister’s glad that you’ve been back. How’s your day been?”

“It was a little slow today. But it does get pretty slow on week days since a lot of people are working.” He heard you speak and he grinned a little.

“I suppose that’s fair.” He smiled.

“But I can’t complain. The downtime is nice. I’ve actually been thinking about changing up the interior of the cafe. So the downtime gives me some time to think about some of the interior designs.” You said with a smile, gosh your smile was so adorable to him.

“Well if you ever need any help when the time comes, you know you can always give me a call.” Beau insisted.

“I think I might keep that in mind.” You smirked, then the waitress came back with your drinks and she took both of your orders.

Beau ended up getting a burger and you got some sort of salad.

After a while of conversation and after the both of you had eaten your meals, Beau heard the band start to play some sort of slow song that he didn’t really know by heart, but he saw some couples going up there to dance

Then Beau had an idea and he stood up, which caused you to look up at him.

“What are you doing?” You asked him and he just grinned at you.

“Come on up there with me.” He said and you lifted a brow a little.

“You sure? I might step on your toes a bit.” You chuckled a little and he rolled his eyes playfully.

“Of course I’m sure.” He insisted and he took a hold of your hand and started leading you to the floor where some other people were dancing.

Then, Beau placed a hand on your hip and he could feel one of your hands on his shoulders while the two of you were close together. He lead you to the rhythm of the song that was playing as you danced and he swore this would be one of the moments with you that he would always have in his mind.

You looked so beautiful, with the way your hair framed your face perfectly or the way the lights seemed to shine in your eyes so beautifully. You were perfect in his eyes in every way and he didn’t think he’d be spending a moment like this with you. He supposed he needed to thank your sister for giving him that push.

He could feel your hand move from his shoulder to his cheek. Your touch felt so soft and he leaned into it before he ended up giving you a little twirl as you both danced, your laughter filled his ears when he pulled you back into him. Then he leaned down and kissed the top of your head softly.

“Why don’t we go back to my place? Tonight’s the perfect night to have a little fire or something.” He suggested and you nodded.

“I think that sounds perfect.”

After a while, you realized that the two of you had made it to Beau’s little camper and when he opened the door for you, Beau held out a hand to help you out of the vehicle. When you got out, the two of you went inside of the camper.

“Here, let me help you.” You insisted and you grabbed whatever he needed you to get but that was when the both of you heard some faint tapping on the window.

When the both of you looked out, you saw that it was starting to rain, but then you heard the thunder in the distance.

“I guess the fire pit might have to wait.” Beau said with a chuckle but then you smiled while you gazed at the raindrops, starting to get lost in your own thoughts.

“Y/N? You okay?”

“Hm? Yeah, just thinking about something.” You said and you felt his hand on the small of your back.

“Care to share?”

You carefully leaned into him, feeling his chest on your back, “I was just thinking about that night..."

"The night in the woods?"

"Mhmm," You hummed fondly, "It was raining and you carried me to the car because you realized I wasn't wearing any shoes. I swear I thought my toes were going to fall off because it was so cold." You laughed.

"I was just glad that we got you home." He said.

"I was so tempted to kiss you that night..." Then you swore you could feel his muscles tense a little, but they soon relaxed as you looked up at him.

"You wanted to kiss me that night?" he asked and your cheeks started to heat up a bit as you looked out of the window.

"I-I mean, um... maybe." You said bashfully.

"I guess looking back on it, it would have been some silly little movie moment and I know chick flick moments might not be your thing. Kissing in the rain or something like that is so juvenile..." You rambled on before you suddenly felt Beau take your hand and he started taking you outside.

"Beau? What are you doing?" You laughed.

"Something that I should have done a long time ago." You heard him say but then the two of you went outside and luckily the rain wasn't pouring too hard just yet.

When Beau stopped walking, he stood in front of you and you could feel his soft yet slightly calloused hand touch your cheek.

"Y/N... I've known for a long time now what my feelings were for you... And I should have done something about it long before now." He said and you placed one of your hands on his shoulder again.

"Why didn't you?"

"Because I let my job get in the way. Because I thought you wouldn't want to take a chance with me. And because of stupid reasons that don't really matter. But I know that the moment you went missing, I couldn't bare the thought of losing you. Then when the trials happened there was so much going on and I didn't want to complicate anything. So I wanted to wait until the court dates were over and when we knew for sure Andre would be gone for good."

"And what about now? Since all of it is over?" You asked in a slightly hushed tone.

"Now... there's nothing else for me to wait for." He said and he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Then both of his hands were on your face and he leaned down and kissed you.

The wave of adrenaline rushed through you but then you melted into his touch and closed your eyes. His kiss was so warm and sweet, enough to make you feel light headed as you kissed him back. You could feel the rain hitting you and it was cool in contrast to the closeness between you and Beau.

Your hand went from his shoulder to the back of his neck and he tilted his head, deepening the kiss. This was so worth the wait, and you couldn't dream of a better moment. You fell so hard for this man, and knowing that he felt the same way for you made you feel happier than you've been in such a long time.

When Beau pulled away, your foreheads were pressed against each other. He had taken your breath away and you were trying to remember how to form words.

"I love you, Y/N L/N..."

Those words, even if they came a bit sooner than you expected, were the very words you had wanted to tell him for the longest time.

"I love you too, Beau Arlen."

And from there, you knew that the two of you would spend a lifetime that you had always dreamed of having. You knew that this would be something that not even the best fairy tale could match, and the rest of your life would be spent with the man that meant the world to you.

Your heart was his, and his was yours, forever intertwined and maybe even entangled for eternity.

Thank you all so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed this Beau x Reader fanfiction and it was such a joy to write! Thank you to all of you who commented, reblogged, and liked. It's truly appreciated.

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Restless Man Masterlist

Prologue

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

[unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men]

This man ...... I love him

Jensen Ackles as Beau Arlen in BIG SKY | 3.01 - “Do You Love An Apple”

[bluemerakis]

two cowboys. two holes. two rides to catch.

it’s gonna happen. idk how, idk when, but it’s gonna happen.

mark my words.

@bohemianblasphemy 😝

[tortureddarkstar]

✩ SHE

LIVES FOR THE MEMORY / / A WOMAN WHO’S JUST IN HIS HEAD

BEAU ARLEN X GN!READER

EXPLICIT CONTENT. MINORS DNI.

summary: beau can’t get you out of his head

warnings: blowjobs, gagging, (borderline?) somno

inspired by: she- harry styles

beau had officially broken the record for being the neediest man ever. it was only 9am and he had already pitched a tent in his pants.

he’d assumed that his morning would be as routine as always, beau would wake up, remind you of last night and then leave for work. but today, you’d reversed the roles and instead, you’d decided to wake him up with undoubtedly the best head he’d received in his 46 years of existence.

and now, flashbacks of the last hour had been rolling in his mind instead of solutions for this weeks criminal. as he stared blankly at his computer screen, beau played back this morning.

how he could feel you before his hazed mind even registered what was going on. how your hands splayed themselves out on his lower abdomen as your face nuzzled into his sweatpants. how those same deft hands palmed him before releasing his throbbing length.

before opening his eyes, he remembered revelling in how your hands stroked him oh-so-softly before feeling your warm mouth on him.

beau recalled extending a hand down to your head to cradle your hair, pushing you down his cock, eliciting a light gag from you and an endearing groan from him when his tip nudged the back of your throat.

he remembered mumbling out words of praise before opening his eyes, feeling heaven at the picture in front of him. you, naked as your body draped over his lap, arched to take him as best as possible.

beau groaned again, this time in agony, as he glanced at the clock above his office door. 9:15, it read. the tent in his pants hadn’t magically disappeared nor had it stopped aching.

beau realised he’d have to deal with these visions of you all day, practically living in his daydreams.

yeah as you can tell, i’ve finished watching big sky and am sort of on a beau arlen high. sorry not sorry lol- n.

[beaujensen]

[alwayscaskett810]

[deansraspberrypie]

🤠❤‍🔥 Sheriff Beau Arlen

Big Sky - 3.01 - Do You Love An Apple 🤠✨

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Imagine

Check out what the sheriff posted on the account.

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𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 (pt. 9)

(Beau Arlen x Female Reader)

(masterlist)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After a relieving phone call, Beau and the other officers go on the hunt for the van that took you and they track Jack's phone down in the woods. It was now or never for Beau to find you. Meanwhile, you're doing your best to keep your chin up and be as patient as you could while you focused on survival.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Crime show level of violence, gunfire, mentions of Y/N’s case, fluffy Beau at the end… that should be everything~

The interrogation went as well as Beau could have imagined, he supposed.

Naturally, Andre’s lawyer came in when she was called and Agent Sampson struck some kind of deal. Andre would still have to serve time if your assault was backed up with evidence after all, but he wouldn’t be held accountable for your kidnapping if he agreed to give some kind of information about Ace, Jack and Queen.

Andre confirmed that his cousin was in fact Ace. Turns out that not only was Andre a trash person, but he wasn't exactly a very good brother as well because he threw his very own sister under the bus by revealing Queen to be his sister, Melanie Bolkonsky.

As for Jack... well Jack turned out to be a person named Dolokov Krushnic. He hadn't been involved in this little gang for more than two years but for some reason he made it to the states with Ace and Queen as well as the King.

But frankly, Beau didn't care about all of those details. That was Agent Sampson's territory. All Beau really wanted was Andre taken care of.

The only thing that Beau could say was positive about this situation that Andre would be proven guilty when it came to your assault. He deserved to do some time and Beau was determined to make that happen, at least for your sake. He didn’t want you to ever have to see that man again.

When Beau stepped out of the observation room to clear his head of the fact that Harlen Sampson just made a deal with a devil, he could hear his phone begin to ring. He lifted a brow and fished the device from his pocket before he looked down at the screen, noticing a number he didn’t recognize.

Nonetheless he answered the phone and lifted it up to his ear, “Sheriff Arlen. Who’s this?”

Beau’s eyes widened the moment that he heard your voice on the other line. His heart skipped a beat. You were alive after all! He hoped you were safe and out of harms way at least for the time being.

“Beau? It’s Y/N…”

“Y/N? How did you get to a phone? Are you okay?” Beau asked in a hurry.

“I’m as okay as I can be,” Beau listened, although your connection wasn’t exactly the greatest, “I was able to get away from Ace and Jack. I, uh… I stabbed Jack and I think he needs some serious help.”

“You stabbed someone?” Beau questioned. He wasn’t sure whether to be concerned our proud. Perhaps he was a mix of both at the moment.

‘That’s my girl…’ He thought to himself, proud of you for the self defense and being able to get away.

“Y/N, I need you to tell me where you are. The sooner we get there the sooner that we can come and find you.” Beau insisted.

“They took the van to try and get out of town but the roads were blocked. Then they drove to some back roads. I think I’m close to where Sunny used to have her luxury camp site before it shut down but I can’t tell for sure.” He heard you say and he knew exactly where you were talking about.

“Beau, I’m not sure how to even get back into town from h-“

That was when the line finally cut out and Beau slipped the phone back into his pocket before he looked around and saw Agent Sampson and Jenny walking out of the interrogation room as well.

“Hoyt, we need to head out to where Sunny and her husband used to have their camp grounds.”

“What? Why, did you find something?”

“I just got a call from Y/N. She managed to get away from Ace and Jack and she took one of their phones. She said they were taking some kind of back road and she thinks she’s in that spot. And Sampson, maybe we can track this phone she’s using.” Beau insisted.

“Great, what was the number on the phone?” The agent said and Beau pulled up the number again and forwarded it to him so he could track it down in the computer system.

“Let’s get some back up. We’ll also need to get an ambulance for Jack when we know the location.” The Sheriff said and Jenny looked up at him.

“An ambulance for the kidnapper? We’d better hustle before he’s D.O.A. What happened to him?” She asked as she followed Beau out of the door so they could get to that back road to find you.

“Y/N was in a confrontation and she stabbed him. She told me he needed an ambulance and didn’t know how he was doing.”

Beau heard Jenny chuckle as the two of them got into his truck so they could ride together, “She’s got to be the only kidnap victim I’ve seen that showed concern for her kidnapper after she stabbed him.”

“I think a part of it is because she doesn’t want to get charged for murder or something.”

“Well that I can understand, but I don’t think there will be charges against her considering she was kidnapped, assaulted, and who knows what else could have happened if she stayed longer or even ticked off one of them.” Hoyt said while the sheriff started the car and started driving off.

“Well, at least this is all good news to tell Cadence. I know she’s been worried sick about Y/N. She hasn’t returned to the cafe yet and it’s still closed until we get Y/N back. She said she was determined to see her as soon as we get her back.” Jenny spoke and Beau grinned.

He was just glad that nothing’s happened to your sister and that she was safe for the time being. He was ready to get you home to your sister, ready to get this whole ordeal over with.

Agent Sampson texted Beau the last known location of the phone and sure enough it was on the road that you had described.

“Sampson’s got it, so let’s head over and he said that he’s already on his way with some backup.” Jenny insisted and Beau nodded as he focused on the road.

He was so close yet again and this time, Beau was determined to get you back once and for all. He couldn’t afford to let you slip through his fingertips again.

Not this time.

When the phone cut out, you cursed and you looked around to make sure that you weren’t followed.

When you felt like you were safe enough to stop walking, you sat down beneath the tree. You were glad you were still holding onto the knife you took from Jack and you were trying to cut your way through the zip ties. It was an awkward angle but you were trying your best to break free without cutting your own skin more than it already was.

Finally you broke free and you discarded the plastic to the side of you and you rubbed your sore wrists. Then you took a deep breath of relief. Then you tried to think of where you could possibly hide incase Jack decided to chase you despite his wound, or if Ace woke up after being knocked out.

You winced as you stood up again. You hadn’t realized how much your muscles started to ache after your endeavors these past few days. Your feet throbbed from walking without shoes. On top of that, it was starting to get cold. You wished you had worn a hoodie when you were kidnapped. Plus, you knew you probably smelled terrible since you hadn’t been able to shower in several days.

That might just be the first thing that you do when you return home after hugging your baby sister…

Cadence.

You wondered how Cadence was doing. Had Beau checked in on her, or Hoyt for that matter? You hoped that she was alright and that she was taking care of herself, despite the circumstances.

You ran your fingers through your matted hair and you decided to start walking again, searching for some sort of cabin that might of been in the area. Surely there was some storage place or something for the campers that was around before Sunny shut down her site. You searched everywhere, cringing every once in a while when you stepped on a twig with a branch facing upwards.

But after a while of walking, you finally came across some kind of shelter to hide in until Beau came to get you. If you were able to stay put anyways.

You walked into the old cabin that was a little dusty since the last time anyone’s been inside was who knows how long. You sat down somewhere else and you simply waited.

Luckily for you, you had a little more hope now than you had this afternoon after that talk with Beau. Now it was only a matter of time before you would be home. Things were finally looking up and you hoped that you wouldn’t have to be on the run again anytime soon. Hope, you supposed, would be the key word.

The moment that you heard thunder, you had a sinking feeling in your chest. While you were running, you had no idea how cloudy it had become. Then, a subtle tapping on the window caused you to turn and look outside.

Looks like you made it to some shelter just in time.

You looked down at your feet and realized that you couldn't exactly feel your toes with how cold it was starting to get. So you started walking around the cabin to see if you could find a pair of socks, or maybe some work boots someone just happened to leave in there.

As you were looking around, you walked passed a mirror. You did a double take when you realized what you walked passed and you decided to take a look at yourself.

You definitely looked like a wreck. Your hair was tangled, you had some circles beneath your eyes from lack of sleep since you were more concerned with escaping. You cringed when you saw some marks on your neck from where Andre had his hands on you. It made you feel so incredibly gross. On the bright side they were starting to fade, but you still wanted to shower more than anything.

You were honestly amazed that you hadn't fallen apart yet. Maybe when you got home, you could take a bath and just let everything out since you haven't had the chance yet.

Thunder rang out and it seemed to echo loudly, causing you to jump back int reality instead of thinking about going home. You walked out of the window to see if you had either been followed or if you could see any officers outside.

'They'll find me. They're on their way now.' You reminded yourself. The thought itself was reassuring.

Beau and Jenny made it to the last known location of the phone you were using to call and sure enough, Jack was there bleeding and he was lucky the paramedics were right behind the Sheriff and Deputy. They pulled up a few moments after and got to work on getting Jack on the stretcher so they could take him to the hospital.

But there was a problem: Where was Ace?

You said that you had knocked Ace out, so where was his body?

"We need to hurry. Who knows if Ace has found Y/N yet if he's up and at 'em already." Jenny said and Beau nodded as some officers started to scout the area for Ace.

Beau was just glad that he and Jenny knew of this place better than Ace did, considering they had to come through this place for a previous case before they shut the camp grounds down. Now Beau just wondered if you knew this place at least well enough to stay away and hidden from your captors.

"What if she ended up finding the cabin where's Sunny's kid stayed for a while?" Beau asked and Jenny thought about it.

"It's worth a shot. Let's hope she found it before Ace found her." The deputy agreed and the two of them started heading in that direction.

That was when the thunder and the rain started and Beau cursed to himself. This is exactly something they needed while they were on a search. Wonderful.

"Should have brought some kind of umbrella or something." He said and Jenny smiled a little and agreed.

"To be fair, though, the priority wasn't exactly checking the weather." She reminded him, "Let's just hope that we find Y/N soon and that she'll actually be there this time."

"She will be there. She's got to be." Beau insisted.

After all, he and Jenny as well as Agent Sampson all got to the search as soon as they could while some had to stay behind and see what other info they could gather on Andre's little group.

That was when they found the cabin and a sense of relief washed over Beau as he started to run over to it. Then he started hearing a ruckus, other than the thunder that was booming around him.

Beau's eyes widened when he heard the sound of broken glass, as if there was some sort of confrontation coming from the inside. Jenny made it onto the porch as well and judging by the look on her face, Beau knew he wasn't the only one hearing some kind of commotion from the inside.

Beau knocked on the door, "This is Sheriff Arlen. Open the door!" He called on, but there was no answer.

"Well, at least you gave a heads up that you're here." Jenny backed up so Beau would have the room he needed, then Beau used all the force he could and he kicked the door down before going inside with his pistol in front of himself.

The sight in front of Beau naturally had to be alarming.

Ace, though he had an obvious bump on his head from where you had knocked him out, was holding up a knife against your throat as he turned around to face Beau and Jenny.

"Ace, let her go and nobody gets hurt." Beau said sternly.

"You're kidding, right? This bitch stabbed Jack, gave me one Hell of a knot on my head that might be a concussion. She's ruined everything Andre, Melanie and I have built!" Ace said with so much anger.

"You're joking, right? Andre doesn't care about you." Beau said, wondering if the betrayal would be enough to at least get you out of his grasp. "He sold you and Melanie, as well as Jack out just so he can serve less jail time."

"So what? He can get all of us out of this and we can make bail." He said.

"Not this time. What part of sold you out don't you get? The FBI is here and everything, and Andre just handed them all kinds of ammunition against you to put you away not only for Y/N's kidnapping, but for the whole operation." Jenny added.

Ace clenched his jaw before he looked down at you, his gaze turning to a hateful glare, "This is all your fault!"

Just as Ace raised his hand to try and stab you, Beau shot his pistol and wounded Ace in his side. Your assailant dropped the knife in surprise and put a hand to his side, backing away from you.

Jenny jogged over to Ace and told him to put his hands behind his back since he was under arrest for kidnapping.

Everything was happening so quickly for you. You couldn't believe Beau just shot someone and now Jenny was arresting him. But you looked at the sheriff and he rushed over to you.

You did the only thing you could think of to do, and that was to wrap your arms around him and give him the tightest hug that you could, "You found me..."

"I'm sorry that it took so long, Darlin'.. We came as fast as we could." You felt the warmth of his embrace while his arms were wrapped around you and you could feel his head rest on top of yours.

"I'll give you two a minute and get Ace to the paramedic." You could hear Jenny say as she escorted Ace out of the cabin to get him to the car. But you and Beau stayed right there for a moment.

You were grateful that he finally came and rescued you. It gave you an immense peace of mind now that he was there and you wouldn't be in cuffs or zip ties again. You wouldn't be trapped in a basement anymore and you wouldn't have to be on the run in a forest.

You must've been trembling and not have realized it because the next thing you knew, Beau released you from his grasp and he took off his jacket before he wrapped it around your shoulders.

"Come on, let's get you out of here. Wait, what happened to your shoes?" Beau asked you and you looked down at your muddy feet.

"They grabbed me before I could slip on some shoes. Guess they were in a rush." You said with a slight chuckle.

Beau smiled, glad that you still had a little humor left in you despite the circumstances. "Here, let me carry you."

"Beau, you really don't have to do that. I can walk on my own two feet." She said and Beau picked you up anyway.

"Sweetheart, it wasn't a request." He said and your arms naturally wrapped around his neck while your legs dangled from one of his arms. It was sweet that he was doing this but somehow you felt like it was a little unnecessary. You were just another captive and he was just a cop doing his job.

Beau carried you out through the woods and made it to the car. You didn't see Ace and Jack's van anywhere. In fact, you didn't even see the two of them, which was relieving.

"What happened with Jack? I didn't kill him, did I?" You asked as Beau placed you in the car.

"I don't think you did. He's wounded, yeah, but I don't think it was in a fatal spot but the paramedics have him handled. You don't need to worry about him, or Andre for that matter."

You looked up at him almost instantly, “You were able to catch him too?”

“Of course we were, Sweetheart. Although… we do need to take you to the Emergency Room. It’s routine, plus we need for you to do a rape kit.”

That sounded so humiliating, but you knew it was necessary - especially if they needed evidence against Andre. You just hoped that they could get whatever they needed to so Andre would stay away from you.

Luckily for you, the ER visit didn’t take long and when you visited the department to identify Andre as the culprit so they would have an eye witness account on record as well as your statements, they gave you a change of clothes and some shoes that way you had something to take into.

Once all of the ‘protocol’ was taken care of, Beau took you into his car so he could take you home. And you were so excited to be there.

When you made it there, you saw your front door open and Cadence stepped out slowly. When you got out of the car you could see the biggest smile light up your sister’s face as she ran over to you. She have you the biggest hug as she possibly could- although you felt like you couldn’t breathe from how hard she was squeezing.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re home! I’m so glad you’re okay! I’m so sorry that I even suggested that you go on a date with that scumbag! I missed you so much!” Cadence rambled and you hugged her back.

“Cadence, I’m okay. You didn’t know any of this would have happened and neither did I. It’s okay. I’m back home and that’s all that matters.”

When Cadence finally let go of you, she hugged Beau as tightly as she could, “Thank you so much for getting her back! I knew that you would!”

Beau chuckled and gave your sister a little hug and patted her back a little, “Like I would let your sister stay missing.”

“Why don’t you come inside! We need to celebrate the fact that Y/N is back now, and you could use a break while the FBI handles the case from here on out, right?” Your little sister suggested when she let go of the hug.

“I don’t know. That just depends on how Y/N is feeling. She’s had a long several days after all.” The sheriff said and you decided to step over and you held his hand.

“Please? It’s the least we can do after all you’ve done to find me. Maybe we can order a pizza or something while we make some kind of dessert or something like that.” You said.

Of course you were tired and worn out but at the same time, you would feel safer if Beau stayed at least a little longer incase there were other people out there that were a part of Andre’s group. You didn’t know if Queen was out there looking for you or what she would do if she found you.

Beau could tell that you were still a little wary and he gave you a softened smile as he squeezed your hand a little.

“I could go for some pizza. But take it easy, we can always do dessert or something some other time.” He said and you smiled a little. With that, Beau, you and your sister all walked inside the house.

Once you got washed up, you put on fresh clothes of your own. You wore a black hoodie that had your favorite band’s logo, some yoga pants since they were comfortable and stretchy, and you put on a pair of fuzzy socks. Your hair was still damp so you used a claw-clip to put it up so it wouldn’t make your back wet.

When you had changed and returned to the living room, you saw Cadence and Beau on the couch with a spot in between them for you to sit.

“You got out just in time, Sis. Pizza should be here within the next ten minutes or so.” Cadence said. This was probably the happiest you had seen her in a long time.

“That honestly sounds great.” You said with a chuckle and sat down in the space between them.

“I’ll go get us some drinks while we wait. Do you two want anything? Sorry we don’t have the good coffee here Beau otherwise I’d make your usual.” Cadence said and you smiled when you heard Beau let out a chuckle.

“Just some water would be great.” He said and you asked for the same thing. With some pep to her step, Cadence went to the kitchen.

She was never one to be able to sit still when she was excited.

You leaned against Beau and you felt his arm wrap around you. His hold was gentle, different from how your captors handled you. You knew that with Beau, you were safe.

“Thank you… for not giving up on looking for me.” You whispered softly and you could feel him leaning down, only to feel his beard tickling the skin of your temple when he places a soft kiss on the side of your head.

“There’s no way in Hell I’d give up looking for you.” He promised.

Not long afterward, the pizza finally came and the three of you ate together and watched something uplifting. It was an effort to keep your mind off the upcoming court dates and what not that you would have to go through for this ordeal to ensure Andre and his group would go away for good.

Either way, you knew one thing was for sure…

You were more than thankful for Beau Arlen. Deep down even before your sister suggested you go out with Andre, you knew who your heart belonged to even if it was never really spoken.

But most importantly…

You were home.

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Restless Man -Pt 1

Summary: Beau Arlen finds himself in the middle of a case with more twists than a country road.

Pairing: Beau Arlen x Reina Cetanwakuwa-Stanley

Word Count: 1357

Warnings: cursing, show level violence, derogatory remarks (some in native languages)

Square Filled: @jacklesversebingo -Escaping Their Fate

A/N: The inklings for this started the first time I heard Jensen singing Restless Man. This work is partially from historical information and canon elements from the Big Sky series.

*Set after the series finally 3:13 That Old Feeling.

A/N II: All Native American words/sentences in this part are Lakota resourced from freelang.net and glosbe.com *some algorithmically generated on these sites.

*Translation:  lala -grandfather  Cetanwakuwa -attacking hawk or to hunt and chase

*divider by @firefly-graphics *no beta -all mistakes are mine

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“Hoyt slow down!” Arlen grabs the dashboard as the vehicle rounds a sharp curve too fast. “You good? Where’s your head at?”

“Nowhere. I’m all good.”

“All good my ass. You’re still a bad liar, Hoyt, can’t help noticing you white-knuckling that wheel over there. You know I’m here to listen if you want to talk about whatever it is between you and this Rihanna...”

“Her name is Reina and I told you there’s nothing to talk about.” He gives her a look. “Jesus, Beau, you're like a dog with a goddamn bone. Drop it!” The blonde snaps at the handsome man in her passenger seat making him laugh. “Not the first time I've been told that. Okay, I’ll let it go for now. But the offer stands.” Arlen changes the subject yammerin on about his latest video chat with his daughter, reminding Hoyt of their first meeting.

***

Hoyt walked into the Sheriff’s Department already put out before meeting Walter Tubbs' temporary replacement and Cassie’s warning that Arlen was very Texan proved true. Not to mention the man was a never-ending chatterbox. Eventually, as she constantly reminded everyone, the temporary acting sheriff allowed some of that veneer to peel back, exposing a little of the man underneath.

A man who loved too hard and had too many ghosts clinging to him, something Jenny Hoyt was way too familiar with. Her feelings shifted after a few months of working together and she began contemplating what a relationship with the transplanted Texan would be like.

Then things went sideways when Cassie was hired to find a missing hiker.

Her inquiries led to a glamping excursion run by Sunny and Buck Barnes, where coincidentally Arlen's daughter Emily and her stepfather were staying. The case also reopens a decades old unsolved murder and the discovery of fifteen million in stolen Crypto. They all became intertwined revealing Buck as a serial killer who kidnapped Emily and Denise and ended with his, and several others, deaths.

Arlen paid a surprise visit to Hoyt's home in a quandary the night after their rescue tells her that his ex-wife Carla had taken their daughter back to Texas leaving him unsure about staying in Montana. After a few beers, things started getting close to crossing the professional/private line between them. He left saying neither was clear-headed enough to make any rational decisions that would change them from colleagues and occasional confidants.

A week later, Arlen was served court papers stating that he’d allowed their daughter to remain in a place of known danger and Carla was granted primary custody with all communication between them monitored by a court-appointed third party.

Arlen had what Cassie calls his tantrum then sought legal counsel from a lawyer he knew back in Houston. The lawyer advised with his checkered history in law enforcement and at home, to follow the stipulations to the letter if he hoped for a chance in hell of regaining his parental rights before Emily turned eighteen.

***

Arlen felt Hoyt’s skeptical side-eye before she asked. “So how much did Denise tell you?”

“That Reina is the black sheep for not going into family business. And something about the Stanleys being descendants of the Four Georgies?”

“The Four Georgians,” she corrected, pulling into the Jefferson City First National Bank’s Park lot. “In 1864, four prospectors found gold in Last Chance Gulch and agreed to keep it quiet. But a few months later, more miners started arriving.” She finished summarizing Helena’s origins as they entered the bank and were assailed by a harassed-looking bank manager.

Several hours later

Lewis & Clark County Sheriff's Department

Sergeant Madge Crowder greeted the returning duo with, “Got a visitor, sheriff.”

Arlen gestures around the empty waiting area, “There's no one out here,” and she comments, “Was a minute ago.” Before he could ask, Deputy Mo Poppernack popped up nervously glancing between Hoyt and Arlen. “Everything okay, Popcorn? You seem kinda,” Arlen says waving his hand.

“No sir, I mean yes sir...Beau, I’m good. Someone is waiting in your office to see you.” Still eyeing the fidgety deputy, Arlen addresses both, “Let me know if we get anything on the getaway car,” and heads off to meet his mystery guest.

***

Entering his office, Arlen spies the Stetson from that morning sitting upside down on his desk.

“Hello, I’m Sheriff Arlen. What can I,” and something that rarely happens happens when its owner turns, and Arlen loses his voice. The partially open blinds cast his visitor in light and shadow as his chartreuse eyes drink in every accentuated detail, bone structure hinting of being descended from the indigenous peoples but other ancestries contributing to the lighter hueing of skin, eyes, and hair.

“You must be the infamous Reina Stanley.”

“I see my reputation proceeds me,” her voice has the distinctive native Montanan drawl held out her hand, "I would appreciate it if we could keep this matter between us for now Sheriff.” Arlen shakes the offered hand surprised at the firmness of her grip.

“Call me Beau. Please,” he gestures for her to sit as he settles into his chair, “I assume this has to do with earlier?” She raises an eyebrow and he elaborates. “A friend and I caught some of that public performance this morning and said they thought it was you.” An amused smile graces her lush lips reminding him of pink beautyberry fruit.

“I see Denise Brisbane is still the town gossip.” Arlen chuckled, “She does have her ear to the ground. Denise didn’t go into details but mentioned your family has substantial influence in this state.”

“You’re mama brought you up right. Most people aren’t so polite about saying the Stanleys are not to be fucked with.” Arlen couldn’t stop the flash of surprise crossing his features. “Okay then. I'm guessing your visit has something to do with that brouhaha this morning?”

“Yes and no. I’m here on behalf of lala; my grandfather, who requested I give you this,” she handed him a sealed envelope. “I don’t recall meeting any of your kin.” Arlen remarks pulling out a letter with a small key taped to it reads it out loud. “I had a safety deposit box put in your name Beau Arlen and ask you to take my granddaughter with you when examining its contents. You will understand why I had to take these precautions and do what is necessary with the information enclosed. Gerald Centanwakuwa-Stanley” He looked up in surprise.

“Hold on, Gerald was your grandfather? The same Gerald I’d go trout fishing with?”

“Walter Tubb’s said you were quick on the uptake. Lala Gerald chose to use his given name outside of business.” The sheriff tipped his head. “Right, you're a transplant. The Stanley descendent who settled here left a will stipulating that all direct descendants maintain the family surname to keep their inheritance, including any man marrying in.” Reina paused scrutinizing him giving Arlen a fluttering he hadn't felt in years.

“Tubb also said you have a set of huevos for taking the job even after getting an earful about the undersheriff.” Arlen chuckled, “Yeah, Tubb had a few things to say about Hoyt. But she knows to stay between the lines, I’ll have her back.”

“Jenny Hoyt doesn’t know the meaning of staying between the lines. Excuse me,” she fishes out her phone and frowns, “Fuc...fraken lawyers, ‘cuse my language. When will you be free to check out that box?” There was a knock on the door and Poppernack stuck his head in. “Sorry to interrupt sir. We got a call that the First National getaway cars been spotted headin' down I-15.”

“And that's my cue to leave.” Reina gestures to his phone, "May I?” Arlen nodded, “I’m leaving you my personal number,” she hands it back, “Text me when you’re free to deal with that matter for lala.”

Several officers, along with Arlen and Poppernack, appreciatively watch her retreating form. “Please tell me all female Rangers as good looking as her?” Poppernack asks, “‘Cause if they are, I’m booking my next vacation in Texas.” Arlen turns and says...

“I’m sorry..she’s a what?!”

tbc

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