WOOOO! Tenth chapter ! Thinking of starting a new fic ! PLEASE NOTE: Millie is of my own creation , she is based on me and my experiences . If you would like to use Millie in a fic please ask me first as she is my character and is very personal too me ! I hope you enjoy this ! I would like to thank Imagine-Hope123 and Tanith Panic for their ongoing support on each chapter !

Much Love Millie xx

Dylan stared into her eyes , he knew that somewhere in there was the toddler he loved so much .

"See its me !" He said shoving the pictures that he gave Zoe . Zoe was on the phone to Max if things got bad he was always good at calming people down .

Still aiming the knife at Dylan and Zoe she glanced down at the pictures . She felt a pang as she saw them , fresh tears began to brim . What if he was lying ? What this was just a big elaborate plan to kidnap her ? She knew that she was crazy for thinking these things . She had to go with her gut instinct . Millie dropped the knife that landed with a clatter on she floor shattering the silence. Dylan sighed as she shuffled over to her , he did something that Zoe had never seen him do . Hug someone .

His big strong arms wrapped around the body of the scared girl . Her small arms reached around his waist as she buried her head in his chest . Millie felt safe. Something that she never thought she could feel again , she slowly began to sink the the floor as the pressure of her problems left her mind . All she could think about was her Dad , Dylan was the closest thing that she could call that . Even if she hadn't seen him in years .

Max walked into strange sight , Dylan and the girl who kicked Loftys balls in a heap on the floor . He was about to say something sarcastic but Zoe knew him well enough to shoot him a evil look , Max held his tongue.

Zoe decided to give the two of them some space and booked her and Max a hotel for the night .

Sat opposite Dylan at a table he severed her up a portion of pasta in a cheese sauce . He wanted to ask her some questions about where she had been and how she got herself into this state but he decided to let her eat. With a mouthful of pasta he looked up at the girl , she was sitting staring at her bowl her food was untouched .

"Don't you like it ?" Dylan asked swallowing his mouthful . "I can make you something else ?!"

"No , no it's fine . " Millie looked up at her uncle . " Is it all for me ?"

Dylan looked taken aback , why did she think she had to share a relatively small-ish portion of pasta . "Of corse it is you silly thing ! Eat up or it will get cold " he said with a cheerful tone . But anyone could have sensed the worry in his voice.

Millie didn't have to be told twice , she wolfed down the meal and even had seconds .

"I'm guessing you liked it then ? Why did you think you had to share it ? " he quizzed whilst washing up the dishes.

Millie was reluctant to answer but she knew there was no way out of it .

"It's just that , well. Mum always made me share my meal with her . She was often too drunk to cook so I had to , we didn't have enough money to buy two lots of ingredients so I used to make just one meal and Mum would always make me give her the bigger amount . Someday so I would go without eating just so she was happy ..." Her voice trailed off as she saw the look on Dylan's face .

"Millie where is your Mum ?"

Millie stayed silent , not wanting to answer the question .

"Thank you for my meal , I'll go now " she said making her way to the door . She was stopped by Dylan grabbing her arm .

"You can't ,we both know you have no where to go . Why don't you stay the night ? I'll arrange for you to go somewhere in the morning ?" He offered .

"I don't know , will Auntie Sam mind?"

Dylan sighed , she had missed so much . " We aren't together anymore , she is happily remarried . We will not discuss anymore on the topic"

"Oh sorry , would you mind if I stayed ?"

"Not at all I'll show you too your room"

Millie sat on the bed , thinking about what she was going to do next , has she made the right choice ?