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Molly moaned in sheer delight from where she lay on the pillow, she gasped and closed her eyes.

"Fuckin' hell!"

She couldn't help it, it just came out. There was a chuckle beneath the bed sheets, but it suddenly went all quiet when the front door closed and it echoed around the house.

Molly froze and opened her eyes, Charles was then up beside her having come from down beneath the sheets, his hair a tangled mess.

"Shit...they're back"

"But you said they were away all week!"

"That's what they told me, but the trouble with my Mother and Father is, they decide on something but do something entirely different..."

Molly pulled the bed sheet around her, "You best get that door shut..."

He turned to see the bedroom door wide open, he bolted out of bed and closed the door as Molly tried to hold back the laughing by putting a hand over her mouth where it was fit to burst.

He jumped back into bed to her smothered giggling, "Why are you laughing...it's not funny...they could swing in here and..."

"Oh I saw a lot of swinging action Charles, just not the swinging you're thinking of"

He grinned at her, his face close to hers and he brushed her cheek with his fingers, "We best come clean...they'll know you are here...half your kits still on the floor down-stairs..."

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Sandra James placed her cup down onto the saucer at the breakfast table, the late morning sun was coming in through the long windows. Molly sat to the side of her and looked at the toast that was sat on the rack. Charles, who sat opposite her, picked up the rack and offered her a slice.

"No fanks"

Sandra then spoke, "Molly...Charles told me that you have been out in West Africa? All that frightful business with that Ibola.

Molly frowned at her, "It's Ebola Mrs James..."

Mr James scowled, "Does it matter what it's called...It's something that is clearly not in our control, but with the likes of Molly and the British Army, we are doing our bit to help, and so we should be doing"

Molly turned to Charles's father. He was always standing up for her. Maybe he knew what his son saw in her, well, that's her thinking anyway.

Charles finished his toast and looked at his mother, "I thought you two were away for the rest of the week"

Sandra dabbed her mouth with the napkin, "Blame your father...it is always the same on a cruise...he gets sea sick...everytime..."

He gave his wife a frosted glare, "You forgot the medication"

Sandra looked at Molly, "My fault again it seems..."

Molly tried to smile, but she looked across to Charles with a 'help me' expression. He stood and nodded his head to the door, "Sorry...but you will have to excise Molly and myself...I promised her something"

Molly was just as surprised by that as was Mr and Mrs James.

She gave him a puzzled look.

"The driving lesson...you said you wished you could drive..."

"Yeah...", But as she followed him out of the breakfast room, she could have kicked herself, she was shitting herself.

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"Right give'us the keys then, boss"

Charles turned on his heel as they reached his BMW parked on the curb,"What?"

"Car, durrrr...", she was glancing at it and back at him with a grin.

"You must be joking...there is no way on God's earth am I letting you loose in this on the open streets...no, get in...I'll take us a nice little spot I know..."

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It was on old airfield. Molly looked about it as she got out and turned to him, "This looks like a racing track...can I do 90?"

"No"

He then held open the driver's door and nodded his head to it, "Come on then..."

Although nervous, she plastered on a smile and rounded the car and got in, he closed the door on her and she clipped the seat belt and smoothed her hands around the steering wheel...she loved that smell.

The passenger side door opened and Charles got in. He looked at her and their eyes met.

"Wot now Boss? Do you want me to turn on the engine"

He smiled at her and shook his head as he faced front, "I think you might be forgetting about something, Dawes"

Molly couldn't help but giggle, Oh, Dawes now is it? Have you put your Captain's hat on for this?"

He looked at her and smiled again, "No...I'm just preparing you for the off..."

"It's not a plane Boss"

He shook his head, "No...but it's my pride and joy and I rather it stay in one piece"

Molly laughed and nodded towards the windscreen, "what with all the traffic out there..."

Charles chose to ignore her and belted up, "Right...what do we do first then...before we turn the engine?"

Molly sucked in her cheeks then she started to move the mirror, "check all these mirrors and that..."

"Good girl...you need to familiarise yourself with the car..."

She blew out a cheeky laugh, "Oh come on sir...I know where the gear stick is and the steering wheel and the brake and the mirror and the..."

He sighed, "Molly...I know maybe against my better judgment I let drive the truck a few times when we were alone in Afghan...but this isn't some dusty old army vehicle, this...is my baby"

"are you talking about this fing as it was alive?", Molly said looked about it with a face.

Charles pulled an expression like she should know that,"Yes"

"you're weird"

"Not as weird as you"

"Point taken"

Charles laughed, he tried to control himself he was trying to be serious, "Right...check that the gears are in neutral by giving the gear stick a good old wiggle"

Molly caught his gaze, then she looked down at the gear stick, then back up at him and smiled.

"Hmmmm"

Charles cleared his throat, "Behave"

"Why"

He waved his hand out at her, "Because you should be taking this seriously if you want to learn to fucking drive"

"I only really just said that..."

"So you don't want to learn to drive", asked Charles shaking his head.

"I 'ave drove a car before..."

Charles frowned, "When"

Molly thought back as she toyed with the gear stick, "It was my Nan's car...I reversed it and everything"

He had to ask, "Oh...where?"

"Into a skip"

Charles Swallowed nervously and looked worried...

"Your face...", Molly said starting to giggle.

"Okay Okay...What do you want to do then?", he said relaxing because he knew his car was going to stay in one piece.

Molly looked at him.

He looked at her and pulled a face, "What...?"

"I think you should drive us somewhere nice and quiet..."

He held her gaze and then followed it to the back seat, "Plenty of room in the back, boss..."

She caught his smile again and he was bashful, but he did manage to ask, "so...come on then...what have you got planned...?"

"I was finking that you could finish off where you stopped this morning...", she licked her lips.

He looked at her then faced front and then looked at her again, "well...it's quiet here..."

"'ere! Sounds good to me...she dove into the back through the seats, he got out and opened the back door as she turned, he was unbuttoning his shirt, "You are leading astray Dawes..."

Molly smirked at him, "Ohhh I know..."

He climbed onto her and kissed her below her ear, she closed her eyes as he moved his kisses to the pulse of her neck, she suddenly pulled away, "Ere...have you got anyfink on you"

He had a pained face, "Shit no...does it matter?"

Molly swallowed, "no...I suppose not..."

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Molly felt sad that evening because she was back home in Newham. It was dark and the telly was on.

Mum looked up, "Molly!"

She practically squeezed her to death when she hugged her, "Awwwww...you should have said you were coming"

"I did phone ya"

"I know, but I got my days all mixed up...wot with me working and that now"

Molly switched on the kitchen light and put the kettle on, "So are you enjoying it?"

"gets me out the house"

Molly turned and folded her arms, "So where's dad? Pub?"

"yeah...West Ham played"

Her Mum gace her a hug again, "Awwww...I'm just glad you are back'ome in one piece...all you hear on the news is Ebola Ebola Ebola"

Molly pulled away and grabbed a couple of mugs, "Well it is happening Mum...it's not just gonna go away is it"

"I'm just glad you are okay"

Molly paused and stared into space thinking of Tams, "Yeah...I am"

Mum stuck her hand into the breadbin, "I'll make you a Marmite sarnie if you like.."

Molly shook her head, "No fanks...Mum is the chemist still open?"

"The one on the corner...why...?"

"Nuffink for you to worry about, I'll be two secs"

Mum stopped her, "You are gonna stay aren't you? We are gonna be spending some time together...Bella's doing an audition"

Molly laughed as she turned, "what for? Not the X Factor"

"Yeah...You should 'ear her sing Molls, your Nan finks she's the next Judy Garland"

"oh'wot...she's gotta voice like a fog'orn"

Mum laughed, "Not your Nan silly, Bella"

"Ohhhh whatever...I'll be back in a minute"

Molly hurried across the estate and went into the chemist on the corner, she went up to the counter and the chemist smiled at her.

She cleared her throat - she felt guilty, but there was nothing wrong in it, "Hi...erm...the morning after pill please..."

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NEXT TIME: When Charles goes away on an Army trainers seminar in Wales, Molly lets her hair down in London with some of her old mates and encounters an old flame...

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