Sorry this one took a bit longer, been very busy lately! Now I'm not normally gonna do songs with the chapters, but this one fit perfectly so I am. Listen to it while you're reading and you'll understand why. Big thank you as always to my amazing reviewers, Hollie, Meg, Georgie and Em.

Don't keep yourself away
Don't live your life that way
Of course he's gonna say anything you want
Then leave quicker than he came now you got yourself to blame
Don't put yourself back in the fire again

All through the night and into dawn Dan was outside their bedroom, banging on the door, begging Jess to let him in and apologise again. But she was sick of his empty apologies, she knew she had to keep her son safe from him. Luke had woken up just after 5am, the banging waking her up.

"Mummy?" he asked questioningly, burrowing under the covers with her. She pulled the duvet over their heads, trying to drown Dan out.

"Hey sleepy." Jess smiled at her son, a piercing sensation through her lip where it had been split and was now being stretched. Luke reached out cautiously, placing his finger on the cut.

"Mummy's hurt." he stated simply.

Jess held the back the tears and nodded. She took a deep breath so that her voice wouldn't shake when she spoke, "Yeah I am, but its ok, we're going to be ok. I'm going to keep you away from him. I promise." Jess kissed her son's downy hair, pressing him to her.

"Daddy's banging." Luke said, his body turning to the door.

"He is, because he can't get the door open that's why. But its ok, he won't be coming in here." Jess said.

"Daddy!" Luke shouted, starting to understand what was going on. Luke scrambled off the bed, trying to open the door.

"Luke! Luke open the door for daddy!" Dan shouted frantically pounding harder on the door.

"No! Luke don't listen to him, come on honey, come back to bed." Jess said, nearly tripping in her haste to get Luke away from the door.

"I want daddy!" Luke wailed, pulling at the door.

"Jess come on, he wants me!" Dan shouted through the door.

"No, you stay away from us!" Jess screamed, sweeping Luke into her arms and placing him back on the bed. Luke jumped up again, wanting to get to the door, but Jess held him still. He started to hit her, his little fists connecting with her chest. "Ow, Luke stop it!" Jess broke down into tears; her son was turning into her husband already.

It's the same damn things you're so quick to believe
You do it over and over again
And it's the same mistakes that I'm watching you make
You do it over and over again

By 9 am, the banging and shouting through the door had stopped. Luke had finally fallen asleep, exhausted. Jess however was sat on the corner of the bed, staring out the window. There was no way she could get herself and Luke out of the house without Dan getting in the way. She crept over to the bedroom door, pressing her ear against it, trying to hear if Dan was still there. She couldn't hear anything, so she opened the door quietly. Dan was nowhere to be seen. She shut the door and started pulling her clothes out the drawers, stuffing them into her hand luggage bag. Once that was done she pulled off her clothes, putting on some jeans and a plaid shirt. She pulled on her trainers and ran a brush through her hair, wincing as it pulled at the wound at the back of her head. She hauled the bag onto her shoulder, grabbing Luke from the bed and carrying him in her other arm. She ran out her room and into Luke's, adding some of his clothes to the bag. She quickly undressed him, then put on his trousers and jumper. She laced up his shoes and they were ready to go. She picked both the bag and Luke back up and proceeded out his room and down the stairs. She passed the living room and was nearly at the door when the voice behind her made her stop.

"Where are you going?" Dan asked quietly.

"I don't know." Jess replied, picking up her keys from the dish by the door and trying to open the door. It was locked. She fumbled for a while, trying to get it to open.

"You're not leaving me Jess. I love you, I love Luke. You love me too, you do. I know I hurt you, but I did apologise for that didn't I. Now come on, don't be silly, stay with me." Dan reasoned, slowly walking to Jess. Before she knew it she felt his warm hand on the back of her neck. "Please Jess, I need you. I really do. And I won't lay a finger on you from now on."

Jess could feel her defences weakening. She willed herself to be strong and to leave, but this situation had happened before, and she had stayed. "Dan I can't let you hurt me like that again. Before you know it Luke will be your punch bag as well."

"I would never lay a finger on our son, never. When I saw you this morning, saw what I had done to you, I felt physically sick. I couldn't believe that I was capable of that, and all I wanted to do was turn back time so it would never have happened." Dan said, and he said it with such emotion and conviction that Jess couldn't help but turn around and look at him. He cupped her cheek in his hand, rubbing gently. Jess stared into his now calm grey eyes, and the bag full of Luke's and her clothes fell to her feet.

So before they bring you down
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything

Jess was sat in her bedroom after she had dropped Luke off at nursery. She hated herself for even considering staying with her husband, but until she thought of something better there was no other choice. The thing was, she loved Dan so much that it hurt to think of herself without him. But then she thought of the things she'd done to him, and she couldn't believe she was with him still. Jess applied foundation to the bruises on her neck and face, trying to cover them before she went to work. There was no way she wanted anyone to know about this, no way. Sally knew bits, but that was because she had guessed things and Jess wasn't going to deny the truth. As she was thinking all this, Jess felt a hands on her waist. She looked in the mirror, seeing Dan standing there. She smiled weakly, but he didn't smile back.

"I think we should talk." he said quietly. Jess looked at him in the mirror, not being able to read what mood he was in. Dan could see her stalling, and his face crumbled. He sank to his knees, his head in his hands. Jess spun around on the chair, then slid off so she was on the floor in front of him. She placed her hands on the side of his face, forcing him to look at her.

"Dan?" she asked questioningly.

"Jess, I am an animal. How could I hurt you like that? I sicken myself, I really do. You and Luke are the best things that have ever happened to me, without you I am nothing. I just can't believe that I did this to you." Dan said softly. His fingers traced her neck where he had hit and kicked her. "Why are you still with me?"

Jess looked into his eyes, knowing he wanted forgiveness, "Because I love you, and when you love someone you make allowances."

Dan pushed himself off the floor, pacing the room, "But Jess, I am a violent man! You were right to try and get away from me, but I was too selfish and knew that if I said the right things you'd stay. I want to leave, get away from you both so that I won't hurt you anymore, but I know that I won't be able to stay away. And I wish that I could wake up one day and you would both be gone, but the sad thing is, after everything I do to you, I know you won't leave me."

"Dan please, it's ok. It was my fault for provoking you, and I'm sorry. But I will never leave you. Our son needs his mum and dad together, doesn't he." Jess said quietly, getting up and standing in front of Dan, her hand over his heart, "I know you Dan."

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" he asked, a small smile on his face. He bent down, kissing Jess lightly on her bruises. "I will make this better. I promise."

Jess just nodded, "I'm going to work soon ok? I'll try not to be late."

"Ok, but if anyone asks about your bruises, don't lie, tell them that I did it." Dan said, his head hung in shame.

Jess brought his hand to her face, looking at his cut knuckles where he had hit her. She pressed her lips to them, "I fell down the stairs."

Oh, please don't be so naïve
Don't wait 'till your heart bleeds
Love wasn't built for speed, listen to me girl
He keeps fuckin' with your head, tryna get you into bed
And in the morning you'll just hate yourself

Jess arrived at work, her neck and face covered in foundation. She thought she had done a pretty good job, and she could barely see the bruises. She walked into the changing room, checking if there was anyone else in there before she changed. Luckily there was no-one in there, and she managed to get her uniform on without anyone seeing the patchwork of bruises that was her stomach. She had just placed her warrant card in her pocket when Sally walked in.

"Evening." Sally said with a smile.

"Hi, you alright?" Jess asked, straightening her neck tie.

"Yeah good, not looking forward to all the paperwork I've got to get done though." Sally said with a grimace.

Jess laughed, "Unlucky! I'll drop by later with a coffee, sound good?"

"Sounds like bliss. I'll see you later." Sally said, waving as Jess left the changing room.

It's the same damn things you're so quick to believe
You do it over and over again
And it's the same mistakes that I'm watching you make
You do it over and over again

Jess was just sat in the canteen grabbing a quick drink. She had been on patrol with Callum for most of the evening, and she was taking a quick break before they went back out on patrol. She had just emptied her cup when Nate came in and headed over to her.

"Alright Jess. I've got someone in reception wanting to report a missing child. Sergeant Stone said that you could take it with him, you need to meet him in reception." Nate said, getting himself a drink.

"Oh ok then, thanks Nate." Jess said, walking out the canteen and heading to reception. She walked into reception, seeing Callum standing waiting for her. "What have we got?"

"Well a man has just come in, saying that his eight year old daughter is missing. He's in there." Callum said, hooking a thumb to the room just off reception.

"Ok then, let's see if we can find his daughter." Jess said with a small smile, walking into the room. She froze when she saw who it was.

"PC Waite?" Callum asked questioningly.

Jess could barely form her words. She turned and quietly said to Callum, "Sarge, that's Rosie's dad."

Callum did a double take, and then took a proper look at the man. His eyes widened as he recognised Lloyd from his mug shot. "Ok, don't let on ok?"

Jess nodded, "Hello, I'm PC Waite. My colleague has told me that your daughter is missing. Could you tell us more Mr...?"

"Lawrence, Lloyd Lawrence. My daughter Rosie, she's only eight. I came back from the shops and she wasn't there anymore. I'm really worried, she's never ran off or anything before." Lloyd said, wringing his hands together.

"Did you leave her in your house on her own?" Callum asked, writing down notes.

Lloyd looked a bit shifty, "Yes I did, I admit it. But I was only going to be gone for ten minutes. I came back, she wasn't there. I checked round with the neighbours and they hadn't seen her. I checked everywhere: the park, the shops, everywhere we go together."

"Where's her mother?" Jess asked.

"Dead. She died when Rosie was tiny, I'm the only family she has. Please you have to help me find her." Lloyd begged.

"Ok Mr Lawrence. We know where your daughter is." Callum said, watching Lloyd closely. Lloyd stood up quickly, ready to go and get his daughter.

"Really? Where is she? Is she ok?" Lloyd asked quickly.

Jess stood up too, "She's fine. The thing is, we found her a few days ago being chased by a strange man. When we questioned her, she said that the man was after a key that her dad had given to her which opens a treasure chest. Do you know what she meant by that?"

The colour drained from Lloyd's face, "What?"

"Yeah, she was in a right state. We got the man, but then she had an asthma attack and had to be taken to hospital. After that we brought her back here to ask her some questions." Callum said.

"But is she ok?" Lloyd asked, his face pleading for an answer.

"Yes she was fine. But in your flat, at the back of your wardrobe we found a safe full of heroin. Could you tell us how that got there?" Jess asked.

"I deal it, so I can get money for me and Rosie. Now please can I see my daughter?" Lloyd pleaded. Jess and Callum were taken aback that he had so readily admitted to being a dealer of a class A drug.

"You admit that you were dealing drugs?" Callum pressed.

"Yes, I do. I know that you'll have my fingerprints on it, so it seems stupid to deny it. Now please! I need to see Rosie!" Lloyd said, growing agitated.

"Sorry Mr Lawrence, but Rosie is staying with an emergency foster family while someone more permanent is found." Jess said. In the blink of an eye Lloyd had Jess pushed against the wall, pinning her by her arms.

"YOU PUT MY DAUGHTER INTO CARE!" Lloyd shouted in her face.

"GET OFF HER RIGHT NOW!" Callum shouted, pulling at Lloyd to get him off Jess. Lloyd struggled, trying to hit at Jess.

"You stupid, stupid woman! You took her away from me! My little girl!" Lloyd said, tears streaming down his face as Callum pulled him away. Jess took deep breaths, determined to keep the tears away. Callum had Lloyd in handcuffs and had pushed him into a chair.

So before they bring you down
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything

"Jess? Jess are you ok?" Callum asked, coming to stand in front of Jess and looking into her eyes.

Jess tried to say something, but her throat was too tight. She ran out of the room, down the corridor to the toilet. She threw up, flashbacks of Dan beating her senseless flashing in front of her eyes, and now this. Was she a magnet for violent men? Once she had finished being sick, she slumped against the side of the cubicle, her head on her knees, her arms wrapped around her. Every single bruise she had received from Dan started to throb, feeling like they were getting bigger and bigger. Jess cried and cried until there was nothing left. She hadn't cried in front of Dan when he had beat her; she hadn't cried in front of Luke when Dan was banging outside the bedroom; she hadn't cried in front of Callum when Lloyd had pinned her against the wall. But now she was crying, feeling like she'd never be able to stop. The heaving cries made her stomach and rib hurt even more, but that just made her cry in pain; it was a deadly circle. Jess calmed herself down, eventually stopping. She raised her head, looking to the ceiling as if she could see God. Jess laughed bitterly; there couldn't be a God, otherwise he wouldn't let this happen to her. Jess slowly pulled herself up, sitting on the seat of the toilet. She wiped her face, wiping the tell tale tears from her face. As she wiped them, her foundation came off with it. "Oh brilliant, just what I need."

"Jess?" a gruff male voice came from the direction of the door to the toilets. "Jess are you in there? It's sergeant Stone." Callum said, calling into the toilets. He quickly looked in the toilets, checking if anyone else was in there. He stepped back out the toilets, putting an out of order sign on the door so no-one interrupted them. Jess sat stock still on the toilet, wanting him to just go away. "Jess, come on, come out."

"No, please just go. I'll be out in a minute." Jess said.

"Not going to happen. Come on, please, let me just check you're alright." Callum asked, and Jess could hear him getting closer to her cubicle.

"Sarge I am fine, really. It just shocked me, that's all." Jess said, surprised at how steady her voice was.

"You know that I'm good at opening these things from the outside." Callum said, and a small smile pricked the corner of Jess' mouth. She took a deep breath, deciding that she would just have to come out cause he sure as hell wasn't going to leave.

"Fine, I'll come out." Jess said quietly, unlatching the door and stepping into the harsh glare of the lights. She quickly turned so she could see what her face looked like in the mirror. The bruises had faded slightly, but not enough.

Callum took a step toward her, and Jess automatically took a step back. He raised his hands, as if admitting defeat, "What happened to your face?" he asked quietly.

"I fell down the stairs last night." Jess replied, not looking him in the eye.

Callum raised his eyebrows, "You expect me to believe that?"

"I don't expect you to believe anything. But that's the truth." Jess said with a non-committal shrug.

"I've seen enough domestic abuse cases to tell when someone is being beaten up Jess. Why did you take a step back from me just then?" Callum asked, cocking his head.

"I didn't." Jess replied, shaking her head.

"Yes you did. Stop lying to me. What happened to your face?" Callum asked again, a steely note to his voice.

Before they bring you down
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for everything
Fall for anything
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything
You've gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything
Fall for anything

Jess closed her eyes, wishing that patience came easily to her, "I told you, I fell down the stairs. Now, I'm going to go out there and fill in the paperwork ok?" Jess made to move past Callum, but his hand wrapped around her wrist lightly, stopping her.

"No, you're staying here until you tell me the truth. Did your husband take you to hospital?" Callum asked, keeping a hold of Jess' wrist.

"Let go of me." Jess said quietly.

"Did he? Or maybe he didn't because he was the one who did this to you." Callum suggested.

"Please, let go of me." Jess pleaded.

"Why? Is this what he does to you?" Callum asked, his face a mask of disgust. Jess turned her head away from him, and that's when Callum spotted the small area of clotted blood on the back of Jess' head. "What the hell is that on the back of your head?"

Jess raised her left hand along the back of her head where she knew the hole where Dan had pushed her against the wall was, "I don't know."

"Show me your arms." Callum demanded.

"No." Jess said simply.

"Right, fine, we're going to the FME. Let's see what injuries come up then." Callum said, making as if to push Jess towards the door.

"No, no please don't." Jess begged, turning to him. The rims of her green eyes were wet, more tears threatening to fall.

"Jess, I can't help you if I don't know what's going on." Callum pleaded, his brown eyes softening.

"Ok, but if I say anything, it's off record, no-one else knows, and you never mention it again." Jess said, turning slightly away from him. She knew he would keep at her until she finally broke down.

"I can't." Callum said, shaking his head.

"Well that's fine, I can't either then." Jess said with a shrug, wrenching her wrist free. Callum stood in front of the door before she could leave. He looked at her and sighed, rubbing his hands over his eyes.

"Fine. I won't say anything." Callum said with a nod.

"Promise?" Jess pressed.

Callum took a deep breath, "Promise."

Before they break you down, down, down
Cause girl they'll bring you down, down, down
Cause they'll bring you down, down, down
Cause they'll bring you down, down, down

Jess walked into the middle of the toilets, undoing her top. Al the buttons were undone, but she held the shirt so that Callum couldn't see anything. She couldn't believe she was telling him, surely it would just make things ten times worse. But then Dan had said to her to tell people it was him, but he didn't mean it, he just wanted to make himself feel better.

"Jess?" Callum asked softly. Jess nodded, and slowly peeled her shirt back, showing Callum the purple, black and blue bruises which covered her stomach. Callum's eyes widened and his mouth set in a hard line. He looked at her shoulder where the bruise met up with one on her neck. Jess turned around, showing him the slightly faded bruises on her spine.

"Happy now?" she asked bitterly, pulling her shirt back around her.

"What the hell did he do to you?" Callum asked, barely able to control his rage.

"I made him angry, I provoked him. It wasn't his fault." Jess said, coming to Dan's defence.

Callum laughed incredulously, "Are you listening to yourself? You sound like all the other domestic abuse victims. You didn't deserve that. He can't use you as his personal punch bag just because you stand up for yourself! How can you live with him?"

"Because I love him ok?" Jess said, her voice rising as she hastily buttoned her shirt up.

"I'm going to have to tell the Inspector." Callum said.

"No, don't you dare. If you do I'll quit. I won't give a statement, I'll tell them I fell down the stairs, that you have it out for my husband." Jess threatened.

Callum just stared at her, his eyes wide, his mouth open, "What about your son?"

"What about him?" Jess asked.

"Does Dan...?" Callum started before Jess interrupted him.

"Don't you dare say it. Dan would never touch Luke, never." Jess said angrily.

"How do you know? He punches you quite happily, maybe if you're not there when he needs vent his anger but Luke is..." Callum was stopped by the stinging sensation that suddenly sprung up on his cheek. Jess had slapped him.

"How dare you." she spat at him, looking at him with such fire and anger in her eyes that Callum recoiled slightly.

"Jess, it's my duty to keep my officers safe." Callum said.

"I don't care. My home life is nothing to do with you. Don't mention this conversation again, don't talk to me about anything but work. I'm going to the changing room, I'll be back soon." Jess said, spinning on her heel and hurrying out the toilets.

Song: Fall For Anything- The Script