'What's going on in that head of yours?' Peter asks sitting down next to Carla as she runs her fingers along the hem of her t-shirt.

'I don't know.' She admits sighing.

'You could've phoned me you know.' He says.

'I know but you had Poppy.' She replies glancing over at where their little girl is fast asleep in her bouncer.

'You're really lucky to have someone like Nick... He's a good guy.' Peter says causing Carla to sigh.

'Well I don't exactly have Nick, do I? That was just another relationship that I well and truly fucked up.' She replies.

'Hey... You made a mistake.' He replies.

'Yeah, one that cost me my marriage.' She says quietly.

'About last night...' He begins and she shakes her head.

'I don't want to talk about it.' She says.

'Carla, you know keeping everything bottled up inside doesn't do you any good.' He replies causing her to sigh.

'What do you want me to say, Peter? I feel embarrassed that I let this happen again. I ache all over. I feel dirty but no amount of showers will make me feel clean... What exactly is it you want me say?' She asks.

'You've got nothing to be embarrassed about.' He says and she sighs.

'So everyone keeps saying... I knew him, Peter. Once again I knew and trusted the man who raped me, how could I be so stupid.' She replies.

'You knew him?' Peter asks.

'Mmm... I was on a date. I'd been on a couple of dates with him, mostly during the day. I thought he was a decent guy.' She replies quietly.

'Oh Carla... Have you thought anymore about going to the police?' He asks as Nick makes his way into the room carrying some mugs of coffee.

'I don't know.' She replies shrugging her shoulders.

'Okay.' He says smiling slightly at her.


'Do you need anything?' Nick asks as Carla gently bounces Poppy in her arms.

'No thank you.' She replies quietly.

'It's nice that you and Peter get on so well.' He says and she nods her head.

'I wanted Poppy to have her dad in her life and I wanted her to be able to have us both at her birthday parties and things, you know?' She replies.

'I think it's great and she is such a cutie.' He says making his way over to them both.

'She's got your eyes.' He adds causing her to smile.

'She's my world, aren't you Poppy? Mummy's little princess.' She says smiling down at the infant.

'So what do you normally do with her at this time of night?' He asks glancing at his watch.

'Depends. Sometimes we go a walk but I don't want to do that tonight.' She replies.

'Okay, why don't we watch a movie it something?' He suggests and she nods her head.

'Nick, I honestly can't thank you enough for everything you've done. After everything I've done I wouldn't have blamed you for putting the phone down on me last night.' She says.

'You have nothing to thank me for, Carla. I care about you a lot and I'm just glad that you let me help you.' He replies.

'C-Can I have a hug?' She asks and he smiles.

'You don't have to ask.' He replies. Instantly he wraps his arms around her and kisses her forehead as Poppy stays nestled in between them both.

'You're going to be okay, you know.' He whispers and she sighs.

'Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow but you will be okay.' He adds.