"Beautiful...he had such beautiful eyes."

You found yourself fixated on them, unable to understand why that was the first thing that came to your mind. Maybe he had hit his head in the accident and simply didn't remember the details. All that was going through your mind at that moment was how dark and deep those brown eyes were that now stared at you with silent confusion. They belonged to a man in uniform, the police officer who had come to his rescue.

You heard his voice, but the words seemed distant, muffled by the headache and the sound of the rain that continued to fall around you. It took you longer than you'd like to admit to finally realize what he was saying, your senses slowly coming back to reality.

"Are you well?" He asked, concern subtle in his tone as he helped you out of the crumpled car. “I'm Charlie Swan, chief of police of Forks. Looks like you dodged a deer, huh?” He glanced at the tree you had crashed the car into.

Charlie, noticing your condition, guided you carefully to the squad car. “Come on, let's take a look at you at the police station. And don't worry, I've heard a lot about you. The new town clerk, right?”