Okay, this is my first ever fanfic so be nice. Anyway I completely fell in love with the BBC program Our Girl and I adore Molly and Charles together. So I decided to attempt to write a little story about them. I don't really know where this story is going to go yet but please R&R.

*This is set just after the end of episode 5 when Molly comes back from training new army medics in Afghan*

Molly lay in her bed looking up at the other bunk where her sister was sleeping peaceful. It had been a week since Molly had surprised Charles at his parents' house in Bath. They'd had a great time together and she had been reluctant to leave. But eventually they decided she would go home to London and then after two days he would visit and meet Molly's family (something she dreaded immensely). She continued staring up until she finally dozed off.

It was only the sound of the her siblings fighting that woke her up at 8 that morning. That was one thing she missed about staying with Charles, the quiet. Molly grabbed a hoddie and shoved it on top of her baggy football shirt and her shorts. She looked up at the top bunk as she left the room and saw that Bella was still asleep, quietly closing the door behind her Molly made her way downstairs. She dodged her way through the kids toys that littered the hallway and walked into the small kitchen to find her Mum already washing up the breakfast things.

"Mornin Mols"

"Morning Mum, ay where are the coco pops?" She asked looking around the cereal cupboard.

"You an your bleedin coco pops Mol, they're on the table" Her Mum laughed back.

Molly grabbed a bowl from the pile of clean dishes and poured herself the cereal, thinking back to the morning in Afghan over a year ago where Charles had just stuck his spoon into her coco pops and she'd been ready to proper whack him, that was until she realised it was him.

"Your shopping has arrived. I tell ya Belinda ya could shorten them lists a bit love. Ay Mols whens your man coming?"

"Hello to you to Nan. He should be here around 11 ish, depending on traffic though."

"Oi Mum, are you staying then?" Belinda said looking at her Mum who had plonked herself down on one of the chairs moaning about having to carry the bags all the way up the stairs.

"Course I'm staying. I wanna meet this fella."

"Where's Dad?" Molly asked shovelling her mouth full with cereal.

"I dunno Mols, he was getting baby Martin dressed."

After finishing her breakfast Molly had worked her back upstairs and into the bathroom just as Bella was heading downstairs looking half asleep still. She showered quickly and blow dried her hair. Just as she was getting dressed her phone buzzed. She picked up and opened the message.

Alright Dawsey, you were right this estate is fucking confusing. See ya in 5. Cx

She laughed at the text before heading downstairs to tell her Mum and Nan. She walked past her brothers room on the way and saw all the kids minus Bella playing with some Lego. Well at least they ain't wreaking havoc Molly thought.

"Ay Mum, he'll be here in 5"

"Ok Mols, Dad's out front. I'm not entirely sure whether or not he's dressed though."

"Fucks sake, how hard is it to put some fucking trousers on." Molly muttered as she headed for the front door.

She walked out onto the cold front path. Only to be faced with her Dad dressed in only a T-Shirt and some old underwear. She groaned, why does he feel that it's ok to be outside like that?

"Hi Dad"

Dave turned round to look at his eldest daughter who was standing in the doorway. "Alright Mols" he said before turning back and lifting his half smoked fag to his mouth.

"Charles is gonna be here in like 2 mins Dad, feel like your gonna get dressed proper anytime soon?"

"What? Ain't this good enough?" Dave joked and laughed at the sour expression Molly was giving him.

"Seriously", she said stepping up to the rail which gave her a better view of the road below, "it would be nice for him not to think that you lot are a bunch of lazy bastards."

Charles' POV

He'd been driving for ages and was relieved when his sat nav finally said he'd reached his destination. He turned left off the road and into the small side road where Molly lived. Spotting the house with the British flag flying, he pulled up into a parking space. When he looked up again he realised Molly was up there talking to a man, probably her father he thought to himself. When she saw his car she waved and then shoved the man backwards towards the house.

Charles turned off the engine and got out his car, he looked up just in time to see Molly disappear through a door a little way down from her house. A second later she reappeared through another door and walked along the path to where he was standing.

"Alright boss." She said as she reached up to hug him.

"Hiya Dawsey." He replied tilting her head up so he could kiss her. They stood there for a second holding each other and kissing gently. It wasn't until a girl who looked like a smaller younger version of Molly appeared outside the front door to the house, that the couple broke apart.

"Brace yourself" Molly said as she led him up the stairs and along the walkway to her house. She stepped inside holding the door for Charles, who due to the incident in Afghan still had a slight limp as he walked. She took his hand and lead him down the small hallway to the kitchen at the back of the house. When they entered the kitchen Molly stepped slightly to the side allowing Charles to stand beside her.

"Guys, this is Charles. My boyfriend." She smiled as she said the words.

"Nice to meet ya Charles. I'm Belinda, this is my husband Dave and my Mum. Although I'm not entirely sure what Mum is still doing here." Belinda pointed to each of the people in the room as she named them.

"Nice to meet you all too." Charles replied smiling.

"Do ya want a drink?" Dave asked looking at Charles.

"Yeah, tea would be great thanks." He asked for tea remembering that Molly's family didn't drink coffee. Dave got up to put the kettle on, whilst Belinda and Molly's Nan guided him into the sitting room. The three sat down and a few seconds later were joined by Molly and her Dad who brought with them every ones drinks. Molly handed Charles his drink before sitting down next to him.

Charles looked around the room, there were three couches and an armchair they were all angled to face the television. Piled in boxes against the wall were various toys and kids books. He'd barely finished looking around the room when three girls and three boys walked into the room. All but the youngest were dressed in school uniforms. Dave looked at his watch before groaning and standing up.

"I tell ya this bloody half day malarkey is doing ma fucking nut in." He walked from the room and returned a few seconds later wearing his shoes and pushing his arms through the sleeves of his coat. He told the kids to get their stuff together. There was a lot of moaning and yelling that they didn't want to from the youngest. But eventually Dave had got five of the kids out the door. The youngest was sat on the floor playing with a bouncy ball.

"Sorry about that" Belinda said as they heard the front door shut. "It's always like that ain't Mols."

"Actually I remember it being worse" Molly answered.

"So Charles", Molly's Nan said "where about is you from?"

"Oh I from Bath." Charles calmly replied.

"I always wanted ta go there, always sounded nice. Molly mentioned you have a son. How old is he?"

"Yeah, Sam. He's 7 now."

"Aww, I remember when Molly was 7. She used to go dancing through the house, an if ya got in her way. My god ya paid the price for that." Belinda said laughing at the sour look she was being given by her daughter.

They carried on chatting for a while. Charles found it very easy to get along with Molly's Mum and Nan. They shared embarrassing stories of her childhood, and also showed him a couple of photo albums. He noticed that from the age of around 13 Molly had bleached her blonde. A look that he was glad she had decided to stop. At around 2pm Dave sent a text saying he'd been asked to go for a job interview so he'd pick the kids up from school on his way back. Molly raised her eyebrow when she was told.

"I dunno what ya said to him Mols, but he's like a changed man. He does most of the housework when I'm working, always picks the kids up from school. He even cooked dinner once but that weren't so good." Belinda smiled at her daughter who had rested her head on Charles' shoulder.

A moment later the door bell rang, and Belinda got up to answer it, the rest of them talked about the fact that Molly's Nan was bamboozled by a song she'd heard on the radio that morning.

"Oh hi Shazza." They heard Belinda say. Molly went to get up but her Nan pushed her back down and said "Sit on ya hands hun." The comment made no sense to Charles but Molly adjusted herself so she was sitting on her hands. When he looked at her, she had a slightly angry expression painted on her face. The next thing he knew a small woman who looked a bit older than Belinda had walked into the room smiling.

"Hello. I'm Shazza, a friend of Belinda's." She said in a high pitched voice she then carried on by saying "I'm so sorry to hear about how you joined the army. Personally I disagree with it all."

He was slightly taken aback by what she said. All of a sudden Molly lurched forwards and for a second he thought she would hit her, but instead she walked swiftly out of the room and upstairs where she slammed a door loudly. Shazza and Belinda left the room and went to the kitchen saying something about famous onion soup.

"I've said before and I'll say it again. That woman should be rolled up in the carpet and thrown out with the rubbish." Molly's Nan had eyes fixed on the space where Shazza had stood. Charles looked at her before rising slowly taking care of his still not fully healed leg. He wobbled slightly but caught his balance. He left Molly's Nan to rant to herself and made his way upstairs. He looked around and found the only shut door. Knocking lightly first he opened the door.

Molly was lying on the bottom of a bunk bed, she looked over when he came in. "I'm sorry, she just makes me so angry." Charles sat on the edge of the bed and lifted her into his arms holding her there and kissing the top of her head. She leaned her head into his chest and held her tighter realising at that moment just how much he loved her.

Well that's the first chapter done. It is quite long I know but I hope you like it. xem98x