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Chapter 10

"She Moves In Her Own Way"

…..Georgie smiled at him, "Of course I came back, you thicko. I told you I was just stepping away," She said affectionately as she brushed the hair from his eyes. Elvis watched her with dazed wonder. "Then everythin went to fuckin hell," he said grinning. "Why doesn't that surprise me?" Georgie said her tone bright. Elvis looked at her, trying very hard to stay awake. "We need each other George..." he said softly. "It's been said," Georgie replied as she tousled his hair. Elvis let out a short breathy laugh. "Thank you," He said weakly. "I don't remember much, but I know you were there to help me. And I wanted to help you." He gazed at her, slowly blinking his drowsy eyes. Georgie returned the gaze. Her features softened as her heart lurched. She knew he was forcing himself to stay awake for her. It would be better if they both got some much needed rest. "Elvis," she said "You get some sleep. I'll be back in the morning." He nodded and appeared to relax. She touched his shoulder, "No more stunts," She said good naturedly. "It wasn't a stunt….." Elvis said as his body was trying to give in to the sedation again. "I know," She said affectionately, leaning down to him. "I love you Elvis," she said. He tried to look at her and mouthed the words, "I love you too." Then Georgie kissed him on the lips. When she pulled back he was fast asleep. She chuckled and smoothed his hair back as she then kissed him on the forehead. "I'll see you in the morning my heart. Rest well," she said softly.

Once satisfied that he was stable she started to walk out of the room. She looked over her shoulder one more time to see him, and then left the room. On her way out of the unit Georgie gave the nurse her cell phone number and requested to be called if there was any change in his condition. She met Charlie in the waiting area. "All's well?" he asked. Georgie nodded and he helped her put her jacket on. "Home Lane," he said. "Yeah," she said covering a yawn. "Are you alright?" he asked. "Yeah, I am. I think Elvis will be OK tonight," she said. They walked down the hall together and out to the parking lot. Charlie made certain she got inside Elvis' car.

Before she closed the door, Georgie said, "Boss. Thank you for being with me today and letting me have that time with him. I see why Elvis considers you his best mate." She touched his arm. Charlie smiled and said, "It was my privilege." He closed the door for her and waited while she pulled away.

As Georgie drove up to the house she noticed there was a light on in the lounge. It was late, but of course they were waiting up for her. She sat in the car briefly. Trying to rally strength for the inevitable disagreement. As she walked to the front door she felt exhausted but also a certain resolve. As she opened the door and walked inside she noticed shadows at the top of the stairs dart away. "Georgie!" Is that you?" her mum called out. "Yeah mum. It's me," she said as she turned and walked into the lounge. Both of her parents were there. "Hi!" she said and plopped down on the sofa. Max was sitting in his chair and had a newspaper on his lap. Grace moved to sit next to Georgie. "What happened?" "Where have you been so long?" Grace asked. "Well, you knew Elvis had been shot. I went to see him." "Why?" Max said blandly. "Dad! Why?" Georgie said giving him an incredulous look. "You're just going to encourage him if you see him Georgie," Grace said. Georgie thought she would lose her stomach contents then. She leaned back and let her head fall into the cushion. "Please understand," Georgie finally said, "I have every intention of seeing Elvis." "What!?" Max barked. "Oh no Georgie!" Grace said wringing her hands. "I know you both don't want to hear this, but, I hope you'll eventually accept it. I love Elvis," Georgie said, almost passing out with the enormity of what she just said to them. "Oh this is not going to happen!" Grace said with flushed cheeks. "What the hell did he say to you? Huh? What fucking bullshit did he throw at ya?!" Max bellowed. Georgie sat up and smoothed her hair back. "He didn't say anything really dad." "He dumped you at the altar! Where's he been? Huh?!" "Elvis didn't show up because that morning he found out he had a baby…" Georgie said. "What?" Grace said looking at Max. "So he's out there making bastards and you're in love with that?" Max shouted. "Oh dad!" Georgie cried, "It's not like that!"

"No? Then what do you call it?" "I call it a mistake. A big fucking mistake, OK?!" Georgie shouted. "Georgie. Watch your mouth!" Grace said. "I don't expect you to understand," Georgie said now with tears trickling down her cheeks. "I've always loved him." What about Jamie?" Grace whimpered. "What about Jamie? I'll tell ya about Jamie! He's attached himself to another woman already, oh, no, let me restate that. He's with a woman he's probably been seeing for quite some time now. Including the time we were engaged!" Georgie shouted. "So don't ask me about Jamie!" "Oh dear," Grace said. "Is that why you're running back to that wanker?" Max said tightly. "No dad. I'm not running back to Elvis. I made a decision to be with him," Georgie said confidently. Max stood there with his mouth open. Now at a complete loss for words. He looked at Grace. She was as pale as paper.

Georgie said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you both. I mean you no disrespect. But I love him," and she walked out of the room. She grabbed the white banister and ran up the stairs dragging her purse with her. She slammed her bedroom door shut to release the last remnants of tension. For good measure she locked the door and hoped Marie did not find a way in. She was in no mood for further words on the matter.