Hey everyone! This is my first Casualty story and my first attempt of writing some Chuffy! I haven't been on Fanfiction for a while so I may be a bit rusty to start with but I'm sure I'll get the hang of it again. Please comment any suggestions you might have. This takes place right after the first Chuffy kiss. P.S Duffy has a daughter in this story.

Duffy's living room was dimly lit, she sat on her own replaying the kiss she shared with Charlie only a few hours before. He was her rock, her best friend, her lover? Lover? Was that what she classed him as now? Her lover? Ryan put her through nothing but trouble, constantly asking for 'another chance' but she'd had enough. Their marriage was stale. She didn't love him anymore. She never really did. Duffy did the most convenient thing and ran off back to England. And anyway, Charlotte needed her. Duffy had been told several times by her daughter that she was stubborn when it comes to men. Charlotte tried to tell her that there was something dodgy about Ryan from the very start, but she didn't listen to her. Duffy buried her face in her hands. Realising she had made the biggest mistake of leaving for New Zealand and marrying Ryan. She loved Charlie. She always had done but never believed it, until now.

Duffy remembered that silly promise that she and Charlie made 20 years beforehand, that if they weren't married by the time they were sixty they'd marry each other. Too late now. She's married but desperately wants to be with Charlie. Charlotte always knew there was a spark between her mum and her Godfather. Duffy nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard her phone ringing. Leaning forward towards the screen it read Charlie. She hesitated for a second until finally answering the phone, "Hi Charlie," she answered.

On the other end of the line, Charlie smiled at hearing her voice. "Hey, just wanted to check how you are," he replied.

Duffy wanted to tell him about how extremely unhappy she was in her marriage but he had already figured it out, "I'm fine," she lied.

"You don't sound fine," Charlie knew how today had affected Duffy emotionally.

"I miss you!" She blurted out suddenly, taking a deep breath. Not knowing what to say next.

Charlie couldn't find the right thing to say. He could hear Duffy chuntering to herself on the other end of the phone, "What about Ryan?" He asked without a second thought.

"You know I don't love him anymore," she replied straight away. "I gave him far too many 'second chances', even Charlotte told me to grow up and leave him."

Charlie could imagine Charlotte said that. She was not afraid to speak her mind, especially if it was Ryan. "Why didn't you leave him years ago?"

"I don't know," she replied. Why didn't she leave him all those years ago? "I'm stubborn, Charlie. I am when it comes to men."

Charlie sighed, "I'll come over," he suggested before speaking again. "If you want..?"

Duffy smiled gently, "Yes, that would be lovely."

"Ok, I'll be about 10 minutes."

And with that Charlie hung up leaving Duffy smiling to herself. Thank God for Charlie Fairhead in her life. Duffy stood up quickly and rushed around to make the house look tidy. It was not easy when you have a 21 year old daughter living in the house. Just as she was about to pour out a glass of wine for herself and Charlie, the door bell rang. She took a deep breath and made her way towards the door. Turning the doorknob she opened the door, "Hey," she smiled.

Charlie smiled back, "Hi," he replied. They found themselves gazing at each other. Duffy let herself gaze into Charlie's ocean like eyes. "Are you going to let me in?"

Duffy snapped out of the trance, moving herself to let him in. "Oh, right, yes. Sorry." As Charlie passed she felt a little bit stupid. Only a few hours ago she kissed Charlie and she was acting like a complete idiot. Just stood there gazing at him like he was the only person that existed.

"Why don't I get us a glass of wine," Charlie's voice echoed as he walked off to the kitchen. Pouring each of them a glass of white wine. She was the one. He just knew that Duffy was finally the one. The one he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

"Charlie..." she started as he turned to face her. She felt a lump form in her throat, struggling to get the words out. "I, um...I love you."

Charlie heard the three words he has always wanted to hear, since the day she returned for his 30th anniversary at Holby. It was only a matter of time before he fell in love with her, all over again. "Guess what?"

"What?" Duffy questioned. Her heart beating fast.

"I love you too. I always have and always will." He noticed blush crept up on Duffy's cheeks. Well, she was more bright red than blushing.

"So..." she started, moving closer to him, "does this mean that we're a couple?"

Charlie couldn't help but gaze at her beautiful eyes, "if you want us too."

Duffy moved even closer until their faces were barely inches apart, feeling his breath on her skin sending a shiver down her spine. Butterflies in her stomach. "Oh, you know I do." Her lips met his in a soft and very romantic kiss. She felt his arms sneak around her waist as they deepened the kiss. They gently pulled away, both beaming. "Don't let me go ever again," she whispered softly.

"I don't intend to."

Their lips met again in another kiss.

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A bright light shone through the curtains, making Charlie squint at the intensity of the light. He sat up before rubbing his eyes and turned to see Duffy still peacefully asleep next to him. Charlie carefully took a strand of her blonde hair and twirled it around his finger while smiling. Duffy sighed as she snuggled into Charlie's side. He watched her slowly opening her eyes, also squinting at the bright light peaking through the curtains. His hand touched her back making her smile. Charlie had been waiting for this moment for 30 years.

"Duffy," he whispered near to her ear making her smile even more. "Wake up sleepyhead."

Duffy groaned at the thought of having to get out of bed and go to work. Goosebumps formed on the back of her neck making her shiver. "Just 10 more minutes, please."

Charlie leaned over to kiss her softly, "Get up lazybones."

"Do we have to get up?" she questioned as she covered her chest with the sheets. "I'm far too comfortable here." Duffy leaned over and kissed him gently. Last night was perfect. For the first time Duffy woke up smiling, more like beaming. Duffy and Ryan started sleeping in separate beds just months before she returned to Holby.

"We've got work and then tomorrow we have the day off," Charlie said as he began to climb out of bed. But he was pulled back when Duffy pulled him back into bed. "Duffy, we've got to get up..."

"It's only half past six," she said as she snuggled beside him. "We've got ages."

Charlie wrapped an arm around her shoulders letting her snuggle into him more.

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Charlie made Duffy breakfast, he just wanted to show her how much he meant to her. Although, Charlie's cooking was less than satisfactory the only thing he managed to do successfully, without burning it, was the toast. Duffy giggled as she watched Charlie sort of panic over how many sweeteners she liked in her coffee. He didn't notice that she was stood in the doorway, still giggling and tried very hard not to burst out laughing.

"Do you need a hand?" Duffy asked, smiling.

Charlie jumped and nearly dropped the butter on the floor. He turned to face her, "You nearly gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry love," she walked over and gave him a hand with making breakfast. "At least you didn't burn the toast."

"And it's eatable," Charlie pointed out. "Unlike all the other failed attempts of me making breakfast."

Duffy burst out laughing, "I'll give you a few cooking lessons," she suggested but just telling by Charlie's facial expression maybe it was not a good idea. "Or maybe not."

"It'll end in a massive disaster with us destroying the entire kitchen," Charlie smirked to himself. He could just imagine himself and Duffy cooking a meal together, pasta sauce all over the counter, up the walls and on the ceiling.

Charlie gazed at Duffy while she was adding the sweeteners to her coffee. She was beautiful. Especially first thing in the morning. Duffy caught him gazing at her in the corner of her eye and she smiled. "It's rude to stare."

"I wasn't staring," he lied while he smiled to himself. "Just...admiring you."

Duffy's smile widened, "what is there to admire about me these days?" she questioned. "I'm older, my hips are slightly wider and I've got wrinkles."

Charlie shook his head in disagreement. Even though she was older but to Charlie she was still beautiful just the way she was. "I think you're beautiful just the way you are."

Duffy blushed furiously, "Charmer." She felt warm and fuzzy inside. It had been a long time since someone made her feel that way. About a year after Duffy moved to New Zealand Ryan had become quite controlling. Every time he messed up it was like "Please Lisa, give me another chance." She had enough of his pathetic excuses. But Duffy hadn't been innocent herself, running off twice but then coming back after she realised how stupid she'd been. Her kids were the only reason why she stayed in New Zealand for all those years. But seeing Charlie again made her realise why she had been so miserable, it was because she loved him. She always had and always will.

I'm sorry if they're a but OOC but it was the best I could do. Do comment any suggestions you might have. Thanks xxx