Georgie pushed the trolley up and down the aisles of the supermarket, trying her best to ignore the distraction that was of course, Elvis.

"What you making then?" He asked as he walked alongside her, his hands placed casually in his jacket pockets "...for this big family get-together" He added mockingly. Georgie didn't respond. Elvis watched as she picked up various items from the shelves and placed them into the trolley. "Chicken in a white wine sauce then." He surmised after a short while. Georgie gave him a sideways glare, she was all too aware that she couldn't be seen talking to him in public, knowing full well that she was the only one who could bloody see him for a start. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She thought hard, trying to get herself to focus on the task in hand and to not let herself be distracted. After a moment she opened her eyes and Elvis wasn't there. She looked around, just to make sure he'd definitely gone, and let out a small sigh of relief when she couldn't see him. She carried on with the shopping, ticking off the items on her shopping list as she went and double checking that she had everything she needed. She wanted this meal to go without a glitch, truth be told she sort of wanted to impress Charlie's parents too. On the handful of occasions that they'd met before things had been a little strained. Charlie's mother in particular was not best pleased at the way her son had ended his second marriage and although she was pleasant enough towards her, Georgie still felt an air of hostility from her. It was the first time both families would be coming together and she wanted to show them that she and Charlie were committed.

The wine aisle was overwhelming, there were so many different varieties. Georgie scanned the shelves but just didn't know which one to choose. She didn't want to go for the standard plonk she usually bought. She wanted something nice, she wanted it to look as though she'd made an effort. She picked up a bottle a little more expensive than the one she usually got and studied the label as though she knew what she was looking for.

"Nah, that's not posh enough for Mrs. James." Elvis said looking over Georgie's shoulder, making her jump. She almost dropped the bottle but somehow just managed to hold onto it.

"Elvis!" She hissed at him, her heart racing. Shakily, she placed the bottle back on the shelf.

"Try this one." Elvis said, unphased and nodding toward another bottle on the shelf. Georgie steadied herself and eyed Elvis but picked up the bottle he suggested anyway. She read the label, damn it he was right,she thought. Of course he had to be bloody right! Without saying anything, she casually placed a couple of bottles into the trolley, avoiding eye contact with him. Elvis stood and smiled.

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"That's right, you just stand there - I'll do all the hard work." Georgie said wryly as she unpacked the shopping and began to put things away. Elvis was stood leaning against the kitchen doorframe, watching her somewhat adoringly.

"I'm quite enjoying the view thanks." He quipped.

Georgie leant her hands on the kitchen counter and laughed quietly, bowing her head, but the laugh quickly turned into a sob. Elvis was by her side in a flash, "Hey" he said, placing his hands on her shoulders and giving them a little squeeze, as he always had done when trying to comfort her. "What is it?"

"What am I doing?" She continued to sob. "What the hell is happening?" She turned to face Elvis, she had the exact same expression on her face as she did the day she came to find him in London to tell him that she thought she'd been seeing things. Elvis gulped, he didn't know what to say. "This isn't real, is it?" She coninued, staring at him. Again, he couldn't answer. She shook her head and looked down again. Time seemed to stand still, her tears flowed and she watched as they splashed onto the countertop below.

She wasnt sure how long she had been standing there when she heard a voice "Georgie? Georgie what's wrong? What's happened?" Charlie said, putting his arm around her. She straightened herself up and swiped at her tear stained cheeks. "I uh, god I'm so stupid." She breathed, trying to compose herself. "I forgot the potatoes." She lied, shaking her head.

"What?" Charlie laughed with an air of relief.

"I know. I'm an idiot." Georgie said, forcing a small laugh herself.

"Hey." Charlie said, turning her to face him as he took her hands in his. "I know you're worried about this dinner. But don't be. It's gonna be alright. I promise." He said, brushing his thumbs over her knuckles.

Georgie gulped "Yea you're right, I'm just being stupid. I dunno, probably just time of the month or something." She said dismissively.

"I'll go and get some potatoes. We've got plenty of time." Charlie said.

Georgie smiled at him as he placed his hands either side of her face and kissed her forehead gently.

"Why don't you go and have a bath and relax? Then we can start on all this when I'm back?" He offered.

"Yea. Yea that's sounds good." She replied. "How was your thing? The thing you had to do this morning?" She asked.

"Yea it was nothing, it was fine." He answered. Georgie gave him a small smile whilst she rubbed his upper arm supportively and then turned to leave. She ignored Elvis who was standing forlornly by the kitchen doorway - having watched the whole exchange between her and Charlie - as she walked past him and headed upstairs to run a bath.