I don't even know if anyone will be interested in this anymore and I'm so sorry this has taken me so long to update but I've had a lot going on. If anyone is still interest I promise I will try to update as often as possible.

'Stop... Please stop.' She cries out in her sleep as she kicks her legs and thrashes about on the bed.

'Carla...' He says sitting on the edge of the bed.

'Carla, it's not real... Open your eyes for me.' He says softly. Nothing could've prepared him for the speed her hand flies up at and collides with his face.

'Fuck...' He mumbles lifting his hand to gently wipe the blood away from his nose. Her eyes shoot open and he can see the fear in them as she stares up at him before instantly backing away.

'I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry.' She says.

'Hey, it's okay... I'm not going to hurt you, I shouldn't have got that close when I knew you were having a nightmare.' He says holding his hands up. Slowly she glances at where Amelia is fast asleep in the cot the hotel provided before she glances back up at Nick.

'What time is it?' She asks and he glances at the clock.

'A little after six. You can go back to sleep if you want to.' He replies and she shakes her head.

'I won't be able to sleep now... Do you want the bed?' She asks.

'I'm fine.' He replies.

'Have you booked the flights?' She asks and he shakes his head.

'Not yet.' He replies.

'D-Don't... I don't want to go to America yet. If you really want to come with me and you mean what you said about it being okay that I'm not the same person then I'll come back to Weatherfield with you.' She says quietly.

'Really?' He asks and she nods her head.

'Not forever... Just for a few days until you've got everything sorted and I'll stay at Aidan's.' She replies.

'Okay, that's perfectly fine.' He says.

'C-Could I use your phone to call Michelle?' Carla asks as she glances at Nick as they begin the drive to Weatherfield.

'Of course. It's just there.' He says gesturing to where is phone sits in a cup holder. Picking up the phone she glances back at Amelia who's fast asleep in her carseat before dialling Michelle's number.

'Nick? Is everything okay?' Michelle's frantic voice asks as she answers the phone on only the second ring.

'It's me, Chelle.' Carla says softly.

'Oh Carla! How are you doing?'

'I-I've had better days.'

'Jake's been arrested, Car... He's being charged with attempted murder of someone at that hotel you were staying in.'

'R-Really?'

'Yeah. He can't hurt you now, sweetie. He's up in court today to see if he'll be granted bail. You can come home.'

'I don't know where home is anymore, Chelle. Nick and I are on our way back to Weatherfield but I'm not staying for long.'

'Will you be here long enough that we can have dinner?'

'I'll be staying a few days.'

'Okay. I'll see you when you get here, okay?'

'Okay. Bye Chelle, love you.'

'Can we stop in here? I need to pick Amelia up a few things?' Carla asks as they drive towards a large Mamas and Papas.

'Of course.' Nick replies smiling.

'I was so worried about leaving because I wanted Amelia to have her dad in her life but now that I think about it he was never really in her life.' Carla says quietly as they make their way into the shop.

'What do you mean?' Nick asks cradling Amelia against his chest.

'He didn't want her. I don't know why he didn't try force me to have an abortion with her but he just let me get on with it... When she was born he used the attitude you wanted her so you look after her.' She replies.

'Oh.' Nick says and Carla shrugs her shoulders.

'That being said I don't think I even wanted him anywhere near her; I needed to keep her safe.' She replies.

'You're both safe now.' He says.