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Chapter thirteen

Georgie heard him before she saw him. She was lying in bed with Charlie and she heard a noise outside.

'Charlie.' She hissed.

He was fast asleep and didn't respond.

'Charlie, there's someone outside.'

She tried to shake him but he was in such a deep sleep that he didn't even move. She tutted and got out of bed - she'd just have to deal with it herself.

She crept across the bedroom floor to the window in the dark, being careful not to make a sound. She didn't want to alert whoever it was to the fact that she was there. When she got to the window she stood by the side of the curtain and opened it very slowly, squinting her eyes in an attempt to see in to the darkness. She couldn't see anything.

Suddenly the curtain flew open and he swung in to the bedroom. It took her by surprise and she jumped back, ready to hit him.

'Hey!' He said, holding one arm up like a shield. 'Hey, what you doin'?'

She dropped her arm back down by her side and shook her head angrily.

'No, what are you doing?! You almost gave me a heart attack.'

'I'm sorry.' He said. 'But I 'ad to see ya.'

Georgie took a couple of steps back and glanced at the bed. Charlie was still sleeping soundly, oblivious to what was going on around him.

'Why?' She asked.

'Well first of all, I wanted to say congratulations an' all that.' He said, running his hands through his dark hair. 'Hopefully it will get your nose an' not Charlie's.'

Georgie grinned. 'Well thank you very much.'

'An' also I came to say... you need to watch your back, George.'

'What?' She asked.

'Watch your back.' He repeated. 'No heroics. It's not just you that ya have to think about now. Let Charlie look after ya.'

'Elvis, what are you going on about? What do you mean?'

'Just what I said.' He said. 'Watch your back, George.'

He began to climb back through the window and she tried to grab him but he was too fast.

'I've gotta go.' He said. 'Stay safe.'

And before she could say anything else he was gone.

Georgie woke up with a start. The curtain of her cubicle was open but it wasn't Elvis who was stood there.

'Breakfast?' The porter asked, holding a tray.

'Um... yeah, thanks.' Georgie muttered bleary eyed, rubbing her eyes as she sat up and pressed the button to raise the bed in to a sitting position. The porter set the tray down on the table and moved to the next cubicle, leaving Georgie alone. She felt confused. It was the first time she had dreamt of Elvis in - well, longer than she could remember. It had felt so real, and it only made the ball of anxiety she felt deep in her stomach grow even tighter.

Her stomach was growling with hunger but the smell of the porridge on her tray made her heave. She pushed it away and buttered a piece of dry toast instead. It felt like cardboard in her mouth. Frustrated, she dropped it back down on to the tray and settled for the little carton of orange juice instead.

When Charlie arrived with a fresh bag of croissants she almost ripped them out of his grasp.

'What would I do without you?' She smiled, tucking in. 'The breakfast was awful. As you can see.'

Charlie grinned. 'Yeah I thought it might be. When can I take you home?'

'I'm just waiting for the doctor to come round.' She said. 'I feel fine, just a bit sore. So hopefully we can go this morning.'

'Good.' Said Charlie. 'I missed you last night.'

'I missed you too.' She said.

They sat in silence for a few minutes as Georgie finished the croissants and Charlie just enjoyed being with her. It had been a big shock receiving that call yesterday and he was so relieved that she was ok. And now he knew she was pregnant he felt even more protective.

'Charlie.' Georgie said, as she scrunched the bag up. 'I had a weird dream last night.'

'What about?' He asked.

Georgie bit her lip. 'I dreamt of Elvis. He told me to watch my back.'

Charlie said nothing but kept his eyes on her, waiting for her to elaborate.

'I've just got this feeling.' She continued. 'That something isn't right. I just can't shake it.'

Charlie cleared his throat. 'Well you're probably just feeling a bit vulnerable because of what happened yesterday.' He said. 'I'm sure it's nothing.'

'Mmm.' Georgie said. 'Maybe it's just hormones and that.'

'Yeah.' Charlie said. 'Don't worry. I'll look after you. You know that.'

Georgie nodded and smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Charlie had to go back to work on Monday. She had been signed off work for 2 weeks but there was no way he would be able to get leave from his job except in an emergency. For the first time in her life she felt anxious about being on her own. That made her feel even worse because she didn't like depending on anyone.

Charlie noticed that she still looked uneasy.

'I was thinking.' He said. 'What if you ask your Mum to come and stay for a few days next week?'

The thought of her Mum being around filled Georgie with relief. It would be nice to have company when Charlie was at work, and she really wanted to tell her about her pregnancy in person. Georgie had always been close to her Mum, and the thought of being able to confide in her seemed perfect.

'Yeah, I'd like that.' Georgie said.

'Why don't you call her?' Charlie said. 'See if she fancies coming down on Monday for a few days. Then you won't be on your own when I'm back at work.'

'Yeah.' She said. 'That's a good idea. Thanks, Charlie.'