you've never been put in a situation between two guys.

And well.. to be fair? You didn't want to.

You where a serious woman. Intelligent, independent, you didn't want anyone's help.

And you didn't want two guys secretly fighting over you. One of them being your partner.

It happened one Friday when you two where at the double R diner. Dale was eating cherry pie and talking to you about the Laura Palmer case. And then? A young, fine man tapped you on the shoulder and asked you out.

You said yes. Not because you liked him, nonono..

..you really just wanted food.

Dale was responsible. He was smart. But he loved you, you where just as amazing as his first love, and even better? You where alive (I'm sorry).

So he fought over you like he was a general in a war. And the man? Did so equally.

"Skye, do you see this?"

Harry waved you over. He was young. Handsome, curly hair, blue eyes, clean face.

He watched you walk over, and turn, watching dale and that random man (let's call him William) arguing. More or so William yelling at dale, and Dale glaring him down. Arms at his sides like usual.

"You aren't very bright, William." Dale sighed, looking him up and down. Before he reached up and fixed his own tie.

"But I do say, your insults are clean." He complimented.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a case that hasn't been solved with my partner."

He walked off two steps, before pausing. Raising his thumb slowly and smiling. Like 'you got this'. Before he turned and walked back into the sherrifs office.

"Ah, skye."

He walked over to you. And Harry tsked, watching you nod, and leave the room.

"Coop, just tell the girl you love her."

He said, arms crossed, and Dale blinked. Caught off guard, before grinning and turning to Harry, snapping his fingers and pointing at Harry.

"Harry, you wonderful man!, let's talk over cherry pie and some damn good coffee."