Later On That Day
Fletch didn't know how long he had been sat on the bench, but he had. His ribs were beginning to hurt. He knew it was a bad idea to sit in the bitter freezing cold for a good hour on a bench without his Holby Hoodie.
He knew it wasn't going to do his ribs any favours, he got up trying to move his now numb legs. Once the feeling came back into them and they weren't so numb anymore he headed inside the ED, and headed to fetch his Holby Hoodie deciding that he would pay his children a visit.
Since he had been staying with Sam. He hadn't seen much of them and he missed that. But he didn't know whether Scarlett had once again calmed down and was back to her old apologising self.
The one Fletch knew all too well every time Scarlett gave him a battering. She would always apologise once the rage had disappeared. And as always Fletch believed her every word. Well not anymore
He soon started his car and he drove out of the hospital car park. It took him thirty minutes in the current traffic but he soon made it home, and he cut the ignition to his car. He stepped out, locking the car as he did so before rummaging for his keys. He unlocked the door and closed the door behind him.
'Scarlett?' Fletch called out. He was met with silence. Maybe she had gone out? He thought to himself. But he soon heard footsteps coming from the hall way, and Scarlett appeared. That evil glint Fletch had come to known still present in her eyes. And that's when he knew she hadn't calmed down. That it was a mistake coming here.
'When are the kids home from school?' he asked her.
'Later on this afternoon. But they wont be coming home' Scarlett told him.
'How come?' Fletch asked.
'They are going to my parent's house. We're moving out of town' Scarlett informed him.
'You cannot do this Scarlett they are my children, I am they're father. I have rights!' he shouted.
Scarlett laughed, this surprised Fletch.
'What's so funny' he exclaimed.
'You, you think you have rights to my children. Your wrong Adrian, you have no rights what so ever' Scarlett gleefully told him.
'I don't understand' he exclaimed.
'I kept your name off they're birth certificates' Scarlett said smugly
'YOU DID WHAT!' Fletch shouted. Unable to stop the anger flooring his veins.
'I have every right to take them whenever I like. There is nothing you can do to stop me. It was nice knowing you Fletch' Scarlett amused.
'I won't let you take my children' he told her.
'Just you watch me' Scarlett said smugly. Fletch grabbed her by the arm. Twisting it slightly.
'You are not going anywhere until you tell me where you are taking my children' he said
'Careful now fletch. You don't want your colleagues knowing you are a woman beater' Scarlett said smugly
'Don't you dare twist this. You're the one that has been battering the shit out of me over the years. Don't you dare call me a woman beater when I have done nothing wrong!' Fletch angered.
'Well look Fletch your currently twisting my arm. And won't let go of my wrist. Actions speak louder then words.' She said smugly.
'I won't let you take my children' he said.
'Just try and stop me' Scarlett replied.
And that was when Fletch retaliated. Suffering for many months at the hands of Scarlett's abuse.
Something in Adrian Fletcher snapped. And he saw red. Breathing heavily after what had happened moments before. He looked at his hands that were now covered in Scarlett's blood.
Breathing heavily. He walked past Scarlett's unconscious body and he walked into the kitchen to wash the blood off his hands, once they were clean, he then left the kitchen turning the tap off at the sink before he left the kitchen.
He then checked Scarlett's pulse. It was weak. Deciding to do the decent thing, he rang the emergency services. As he waited for them to arrive he then rang Sam. It took a few rings before she answered.
'Fletch? Where are you? Everyone's looking for you. Zoe isn't happy' Sam told him.
'Sam, I've done something terrible. You have to help me' he said. Before hearing sirens in the background knowing that the ambulance had arrived outside. He hung up and answered the door to Jeff and Dixie.
'Fletch?' Dixie said as she saw him.
'It's my wife, Scarlett. I came home to check on her because she said she wasn't feeling well. And I found her like this' Fletch lied through his teeth folding his arms so Dixie and Jeff wouldn't notice the blood on his Holby Hoodie Sleeve.