Before they knew it New years eve was upon molly and Charles. The James's were throwing a party for all of their friends to see in the new year. However molly was in no mood to celebrate, the last few days had been painful and she just wanted to forget them and move on.

Molly was sat upstairs talking to her mum, who was a little annoyed that she hadn't spent Christmas with them and now wasn't going to spend new years in London. Molly told her what had happened and that she didn't want to see anyone and just wanted to be under her duvet.

Charles found molly curled up on the bed trying to block out the celebrations from downstairs

"hey what are you doing up hear all alone. Its almost midnight"

"I just don't feel like celebrating" molly smiled

"come on molly its new years. Next year will be better. Lets see it in together."

Molly smiled and relented she followed Charles down stairs.

" 10...9...8...7...6...5" the party shouted "3...2...1... Happy new year!" people shouted

Charles aunt who sounded rather drunk started cat-a-waling auld Lang syne and cheers rang out across the house. Molly slipped out of the back door and watched the fireworks from the city centre and beyond. Charles who had spotted her go out followed her and found her shivering in the cold and the snow had began to fall. He took off his jacket and placed it around her shoulders.

"happy new year molly" he whispered

And molly began to cry.

"hey what's wrong." Charles asked hugging molly

"nothing really I was just thinking that this time next year we would had our baby ..."

There was nothing that Charles could say. They sat and watch the fireworks together and slowly the guests started to make their way home and Charles and molly called it a night. They wanted to spend as much time together before Charles was deployed at the end of the month.

Molly awoke early and not wanting to disturb Charles she eased out of bed and went down stairs to get a cup of tea. She had always hated new years day, she always felt that there was nothing to do anywhere as everyone was still hungover from the previous nights antics. Well they were in her house.

She started pottering around the kitchen making breakfast for everyone. She placed some sausages and hash browns on a tray and put them in the oven. She cut some mushrooms up and put them in a pan with some butter.

"molly what the hell are you doing."

Molly turned to find Charles stood in the doorway looking at her

"errr... making breakfast" she smiled and swanned around the kitchen with a pot of coffee and poured some in a cup and handed it to Charles.

" am I in some sort of 1950's nightmare" Charles rubbed his eyes sleepily

Just them they both smelt burning Charles rushed over to the hob where the mushrooms had been totally burnt and started to smoulder"

"shit! For god sake molly" Charles said taking the pan and chucking it in to the sink and turning on the cold tap.

"sorry" molly cried " I was just trying to make everything perfect"

"oh molly" Charles hugged her "I don't care about perfect so long as I have you, I love you for you... what else is burning"

"oh..." molly sniffed "that will be the sausages and hash browns" she said turning the oven off.

Charles's parents came down to see what all the commotion was and as they could smell burning to see what was on fire. They found the table laid and molly carrying through plates with breakfast items on. Molly had managed to save what she had cocked up with a lot of help from Charles.

"oh molly you didn't need to do this" pam exclaimed as she sat down at the table

The first few weeks of January flew past and soon Charles was packing for his upcoming tour in South Africa. Seen as molly couldn't drive they said goodbye at the house it was a slightly tearful goodbye especially on molly's part

"its only 3 weeks molly, I will be back before you know"

" I know Charles, please just stay safe and come back to me"

"I will" he whispered pulling her close

Molly stayed in Bath whilst Charles's farther drove him to Brize Norton, she didn't fancy crying again at the airfield, and she also knew some of two section were on this mission and she didn't want to make a prat of her self in front of them.

Pam walked in to the living room and handed molly a mug of tea. And could see molly was worried

"don't worry love, he will be fine. He knows what he is doing he is a excellent solder" she smiled.

A few hours later pam was sat in the living room whilst molly had gone upstairs to call her mother to arrange her going to stay in London for a few days when the front door opened.

"Andrew .. how come your back I thought you were waiting for Charles plane to leave"

Before she had finished Charles walked through the door

"Charles what are you doing hear why aren't you inn your plane"

"I couldn't go and leave molly not whilst she is so upset and down about the miscarriage"

Molly walked down the stairs to aske Charles's dad if Charles had managed to get off safely. As she walked down she saw Charles's kit bag on the floor. She ran in to the living room and saw Charles standing there.

"Charles... why are you back what's happened to your mission."

"nothing I just told them I couldn't go"

"why I told you that I would be fine"

"because I just wanted to spend time with you and look after you."

Molly didn't now whether to hug him or slap him. They had both swore that they wouldn't refuse a tour because of each other. Or the other didn't want them to go. she instead jumped on him hugging him she never wanted him to go in the first place.

Pam pulled Andrew out of the room and in to the kitchen and left them to it.

Charles put molly down after from their embrace.

"really Charles why did you not go I told you I was fine." Molly said concerned

"I am fine really" Charles smiled sensing her concern "I just didn't want to leave you.

Molly hugged him again

hope you enjoy this chapter and there is more to come soon merry Christmas to all and I hope it is a good one for you.

Duckmadgirl xx