6 Days Later...
Gary was making the kids dinner and listening to the radio. Dawn walked in and told him that he should rest and that she would finish the cooking. He obeyed, and treaded up the stairs. Turning on the telly, he felt his hairs prickle on the back of his neck, as if he knew he shouldn't turn it on.
Half an hour later and Dawn walked into the bedroom to check up on her husband. This was when she found him curled up in a ball crying harder than he'd ever done before!
"Babe, what's wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"H-he told th-them I h-h-hurt him." He stammered in a small voice.
"I know love, but no-one believes him." Dawn replied comfortingly,
"Y-yes they d-do. I-it was on the n-news." Her husband sobbed. He was broken. She cradled him in her arms until there was a loud, angry knock at the door. Reaching for the handle, Dawn had already guest who it was.
"DC Michaels and DCI Peters, is Mr Gary Barlow home, ma'am?" the taller one asked.
"Yes." Dawn replied flatly, "But he's in a bad way, so please be gentle." She added.
"Why on earth would he be in a bad way?" DCI Peters asked.
Are you really thick, she wondered to herself, "Well he has been accused of rape by his 'best friend'. The same friend who attacked him because he stopped him from attacking Jason. The whole world believes he is guilty and above all of this, he has to put on a brave face for his children. He doesn't sleep, or eat, or rest. It took me loads of persuasion just to get him to lie down upstairs!" She yelled at them. "So don't be too hard on him!" She breathed through gritted teeth.
"But, ma'am we haven't come here to arrest him." DC Michaels replied calmly. Then he lead the way to Gary and Dawn's room, where true to her word, Gary was lying on the bed, shaking all over.
"Gary?"