Author: CallumStone'sgirl
Category: TV shows The Bill
Disclaimer: I don't own The Bill. I only own Sophia, Stephen and Janette Blackburn.
Genre(s): Romance/Hurt/Comfort.
Pairing(s): Callum/OC
Rating for chapter: M
Summary: Sophia Blackburn is a very troubled woman. She trusts no-one but her mother and a certain male sergeant. What happens when her mother is killed? How'll she cope when she's forced to face her father in court? How will it affect her relationship with Callum?
Title: Heart of Stone remix
Warning(s): Strong language

Prologue

"LET ME THE FUCK GO!" I shouted.

I was being held by Inspector Gina Gold; a very good friend of my mother's as I cried and tried to escape from her hold. Now, what I was trying and failing to get at, was the body bag in the CSI's hands that held the lifeless body of my mother in. Yes, my mother was dead, and it was all because of my father, who had shot at her during a raid in this part of London.

My mother was a wonderful woman; when she wasn't shouting at me for doing something stupid like staying out all night. She had beautiful golden locks, and her eyes, well...you could get lost in the beautiful jade colour of her eyes. She wasn't short, but she wasn't tall either, about average height for a woman, whatever that is, and she wasn't fat, but she wasn't thin either. Well, lets just say she had curves, and she knew how to use them.

So, here I am now, the rain that was lashing down upon us, making my short black hair stick to my forehead, and the only way you could see that I was crying, is if you looked into my eyes and saw how bloodshot they were. I struggled, almost elbowing Gina in the side of the head as I did; at the minute though, I didn't care about anyone or anything else, I just wanted to get to my mother.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" I cried.

Due to the rain, my clothes made me slick, and I managed to wiggle out of Gina's grip, heading straight for the body bag that was now being placed in the back of the police van. However, I was caught in very strong arms, strong arms that, if it was under different circumstances, would undoubtedly make me quite hot. I began struggling in this hold as well, but unlike Gina, this person was stronger and wasn't going to let me go easily.

I could tell it was a man, and if you're wondering how, it was because of the faint smell of aftershave. I don't know why I was thinking about how this man smelled, considering my mother had just been killed, but that's how I could tell it was a man. I didn't want to look up, because right now, I was concentrating on trying to get out of the hold.

"Sophia, you need to calm down" the man said.

Ah, another good friend of my mother's and a huge crush of mine, Sergeant Callum Stone. I trusted him with my life, well that's how I felt with most of the officers at Sun Hill police station. But right now, he was just a hinderance; telling me to calm down, was the last thing that I wanted to hear, and I made sure to let him know that too.

"Calm down? Calm down!" I shouted at him.

I looked up at him and pushed him in his chest.

"HOW CAN YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN? MY MOTHER'S JUST DIED AND YOU'RE HERE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN!" I screamed.

Callum didn't budge and continued to hold me, the look of sincerety on his face made me break down in tears even more. I felt him pull me into an almost bone crushing hug, one that I accepted and I held onto him really tightly. Seeing my mother like that, reminds me of what happened a few years ago.

My mother Janette and my father Stephen, didn't break up on very good terms, they'd been arguing for a while before that fateful day. Mostly, they'd been arguing about me; see I wasn't exactly the 'model' child, I was always naughty and my father, being the hot head of the family, always blew his top whenever my teachers at school rang up, even if what had happened wasn't my fault.

My mother didn't like the fact that he was picking on me all the time, and being an only child, I was the only one he could vent his frustrations out on. No, my father wasn't a domestic abuser, he was just stressed, typical story right? A child being beaten by her father, and sticking up for him. But no, it's not like that, see dad was in the army and when he'd found out that he'd been honourably discharged because he had taken shrapnel to the chest and the army office had declared him unfit for duty.

So yeah, this made him pretty stressed, but this wasn't any excuse for what he did before the break up between my mother and him. I can guess that you're really interested in what caused that final argument right? Well I'll tell you now, it wasn't pretty, and I don't want you to feel sorry for me when I tell you about it.

To put it simply, he raped me. But it wasn't just the fact that he raped me that got my mother all hyped up and made her decide to divorce my father and put him behind bars for the rest of his sorry life, no, just raping me was too little of a punishment for all my misbehaviours. I-I can't. Lets just say, that it's thanks to him that I may never be able to have children, if and when I find the right man.

By this time though; I was a sixteen year old girl, who was aspiring to become a police officer. I would have thought, that all the training that my father had put me through would have helped me to fight him off, but in that instance, all my logical thinking fled my mind and I went into what is known as the 'fight or flight' mode, only, being a lone sixteen year old girl, my brain chose the flight option.

But aside from that, I know that when my mother found out what my father had done to me, she had tried to arrest him; but he'd managed to get away and my mother was able to get me to the hospital. After that, my mother filed for a divorce and my father was all too happy to comply, he was venomous after that, sending both me and my mother threatening messages and his car began turning up outside where I was working, which at the time was at a convenience store.

When my mother got police protection for me, my father dropped below the radar, and has been that way ever since, up until now that is. I know that there's no evidence that it was my father who kill my mother, but I don't know who else to blame, I don't know anyone else who would want to hurt my mother, so it puts to reason that it would be my father.

So now, I'm stood in this field, being held by Sergeant Callum Stone, with the rain lashing down on us, watching as my mother was taken away in the van. I then felt, more than heard Callum ask the question that I knew he didn't want to ask at this time, but I knew that he had to ask it.

"Do you know of anyone who would want to hurt your mother Sophia?" He asked.

I looked up at him, and taking a deep breath I nodded.

"Yeah, my father. Stephen Blackburn. He and my mother didn't divorce on very good terms" I replied.

Callum nodded and I sighed again. Then I heard Gina's voice.

"What happened between your mother and your father Sophia?" She asked.

I looked over at her and shook my head.

"I can't" I answered.

Callum looked down at me.

"You can't what?" He asked.

I shook my head.

"I CAN'T TELL HER!" I yelled.

I then ran off in the direction of the lake, it was a little place that my aunt had shown me when I was really little, it usually calmed me down whenever I went there, but now; I guess it was just a safe haven for me. I kept running until I reached the edge of the lake, then I just collapsed on the bank, falling to my knees and crying my heart out. It's bad enough to lose your mother at the age my mother lost hers, but my life is literally just beginning, and to lose my mother at this age, well...I can't begin to tell you how it feels.

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A/N: Alright peeps; no this isn't a mistake; this is the remix version of Heart Of Stone; I will be continuing my other version; but this one will have more time between Sophia and Callum actually acknowledging their feelings for one another. Please don't forget to review?

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