A/N: Wow, I can't believe that people actually like this! I'm so happy! Okay, this is going back in time a bit, before the events of the previous chapter, just to give some background. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Home & Away.

CHAPTER 2

Indi's POV:

I was nervous. I don't know how else to put it. Romeo and I had taken a break and our marriage was more than a bit shaky, but how do you tell your husband that you slept with someone else when he was gone? Or even worse, how do you tell him that you're pregnant and that it's not his? I had a doctor's appointment a week ago and it was confirmed. I was three weeks along, and I hadn't slept with Romeo for over a month. It was a stupid mistake, I see that now, but I was so angry that night. I just wanted revenge, on exactly what I don't know. And Logan wasn't exactly trying to discourage me. Logan. How could I have been so blind? He was gone. I told him about the baby, or rather he found out. I haven't seen him since. I loved Romeo, I always would love Romeo, but after what I've done, I'm afraid that he'll never be able to love me again. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps on the porch where I was sitting. I looked up and saw Romeo, right on time and looking insanely handsome as always. I really just wanted to get up and throw my arms around him and never let go, but I restrained myself. This wasn't a movie and he wasn't going to forget just like that.

"Hey," he said by way of greeting.

"Hey," I reply, smiling weakly. He sat down beside me at the table, a look of concern on his face.

"Are you okay? You look strange, like you're scared." He said slowly. He always could see right through me. I've never been able to hide anything from him before; why should now have been any different? I would have to tell him at some point and it might as well be now, so I took a deep breath and faced him, knowing what I had to do, but completely terrified to do it.


Romeo's POV:

"I can't believe you would do this!" I shouted, rising from my seat. "I knew things were bad, but really?" I was beyond mad; I was furious. I wanted to hit something, hurt someone, and it was taking the willpower I possessed to keep myself in check. Indi had betrayed me, but I would never lay a hand on her, or any other woman for that matter. I'd seen first hand all the pain abuse causes and no way was I going down that road.

Indi was crying. "Romeo I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "I'm just so sorry."

Under most circumstances that would have been enough to make me forgive and forget, but this was too much. I've sacrificed everything for this marriage, for Indi. I've tried so hard to make things work; I can't forgive this. I can't. I turned and began to leave.

"Romeo, you can't do this! I can't do this alone!"

"You should have thought of that before you slept with Logan." I retorted angrily.

"But Romeo, you don't understand. I'm – "

"But nothing," I cut her off coldly. I turned on my heel and stormed inside the house and into our bedroom, correction, Indi's bedroom. It sure as hell wasn't mine anymore.

"What are you doing?" She asked, following me from behind.

"Packing my stuff, to make room for Logan," I spat. Most of my things were already at the trailer park, so I didn't really have much to take. The bag I had grabbed hastily was only half-full when I finished.

"Romeo, please, just let me explain," Indi pleaded, placing her hand on my shoulder. "Just let me finish. I – I love you."" I shook her hand off roughly and looked at her.

"After all that's happened do you honestly expect me to believe that?" I said. She didn't answer. I just shook my head incredulously and stalked out the door.

"There's nothing to explain; this is over, completely and utterly over. I never want to see you again, and you'd better hope that I don't see Logan again either." I shouted. I strode out to my car and climbed in, slamming the door behind me. I could hear Indi sobbing, but I was so angry that I didn't even care.

My head was spinning as I drove and I knew that I needed to cool off before I went any further, so after a few minutes I pulled over and flicked on my emergency lights. I shook my head angrily before slamming my fist against the steering wheel. Everything I had, my wife, my future, had just gone up in smoke before my eyes, and I couldn't help but blame myself. If I had been home instead of on the circuit, Logan would never have gotten more than a mile near my wife, MY wife, Indi, the most beautiful girl in the world. She always was and always would be. I should have been more sensitive, more open to her feelings. Maybe then I wouldn't have lost her. But it was too late. Too late.

Indi's POV:

I stood frozen as Romeo drove away. I hadn't even told him everything; he hadn't let me. He didn't know I was pregnant, and he didn't know that Logan was history. All he knew was that I had betrayed his trust, and apparently that was enough. I wasn't angry, I didn't blame him for the way he felt, I had reacted the same way when he had slept with Ruby. But that was different, we had only been dating and it was a simple misunderstanding. This…I knew it had been wrong, I knew I should have said no, but I didn't and I couldn't put the blame on my situation on anybody but myself. I walked stiffly back into the house and into my room. It seemed so empty without Romeo's aftershave and cologne sitting on the bureau, his board shorts draped over a chair and his wet beach towels on the bed; I used to yell at him for that. I smiled slightly at the memory.

"Romeo!" I yelled, starring at the mess that was our bedroom.

"Yeah, what's up?" he said innocently, coming in to stand behind me.

I glared at him. "What's up? Seriously Romeo, look at this room, it looks like a pigsty! Honestly, how can you make so much mess?" I snapped indignantly.

He looked around the room. "What mess?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"Romeo!" I growled. He grinned and pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on my shoulders.

"Only kidding, I'm sorry babe, I'll clean it up," he kissed my forehead and I leaned into him, breathing in his salty-oceany scent.

"If you keep going on like that you might even persuade me to help you." I mumbled. He chuckled.

"Well in that case…" and then he spun me around so I was facing him and kissed me.

"I love you, you know that right?" I mumbled in between kisses.

"Of course I know that," he whispered back, beginning to kiss my neck.

"But," I said in a normal tone of voice, "I might not if you don't CLEAN UP THIS ROOM," and with that I pulled away sharply, catching Romeo mid-kiss.

"Hey!" He cried in disappointment, frowning.

I laughed and wiggled my eyebrows at him. "I'll help, and if we work fast, I might just let you, um, FINISH, what you were doing previously before we go eat lunch."

He grinned, "I think you've got a deal," he said. Then he picked up a pillow from our un-made bed and playfully tossed it in my direction.

I screamed and caught it, and then used it to smack Romeo on the head.

"Ow!" He yelped in surprise, reaching out an arm to grab me. I squealed and tried to run, but I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist and he pulled me down with him onto the bed.

"Romeo!" I protested, "We're supposed to be cleaning!" He paid no attention and kissed me deeply. When we finally broke apart, both of us were gasping for breath.

"Do you still want to clean now?" Romeo breathed, tickling my ear and sending shivers down my spine.

"Shut up," I mumbled, only half-annoyed, as I snuggled into his chest. He held me close and placed his lips next to my ear.

"I love you," he whispered softly, tenderly caressing my hair.

"I love you too,"

Tears filled my eyes. What had happened to us? It was like a single loose thread on a sweater. If you clip it off right away, it won't cause any problems, but if you let it keep pulling, it will slowly but surely destroy the whole sweater and all you'll be left with is a pile of useless thread. Our marriage had come completely unraveled and I was afraid that it was to late to sew it back together. The tears that I had been suppressing for the past few minutes finally broke free, and I buried my face in my pillow and sobbed.

A/N: What did you think? I had a lot of fun with the flashback. I wanted to do at least a LITTLE Romingo romance now…but more will come, you'll just have to be patient! :) Anyway, please review! I'm so thankful that you read it, but I'd really love to know what you think! Thanks again! :)

Ella :)