Sorry for taking ages to update! I hope this chapter is ok, I didn't spend very long editing it as I really wanted to upload it tonight xoxo

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Dads and their daughters usually have good relationships, full of sweet moments with protective instincts and loyalty. Georgia never had that as a child, her and all her sisters- mainly Tegan all experienced neglect and abuse. Every time their father came home from the pub, his breath smelling of cigarettes and vodka- the girls and their one brother all knew what was coming, his anger would be raging and their would be nothing holding him back from slapping, hitting, kicking as well as emotionally hurting any of his children. Georgia was one of the oldest children so she succumbed to the majority of the abuse, with a brave face and bruised skin she would step forward and take the pain for her siblings. But, now that her father was standing in front of her, all those years of recovery seemed useless. Georgia couldn't keep her head high, she felt vulnerable and weak under his heavy glance. What if he threatened to take her away from Heath again?

'So… Georgia, are you going to invite me inside?' His wiry voice asked

Georgia took a step backwards and leant against the wall for support. She felt her legs weaken and her heart begin to pound ferociously against her chest;

'So, how is my granddaughter? I heard that you managed to get Amber back out of the orphanage. I don't know why...' he took a step closer to Georgia, his dry breath echoed onto Georgia's neck and she subconsciously flinched at his approach. 'A filthy, messed-up girl like you doesn't deserve a daughter' he smirked

Georgia felt tears arouse in her eyes, she tried to blink them away and remain strong but his words affected her too much. Was he right? Was she actually a bad mother?

Suddenly a voice broke through the atmosphere 'Mr. Callahan' Heath spat coming to stand next to Georgia

'You should know to call me John by now Heath… I mean we are family' John's sly words escaped his smirking mouth. Heath pulled Georgia away from John and he continued 'Mr. Callahan. What are you going here?'

'I assumed your wife would have told you… I sent her a text yesterday morning saying that I was coming to town for a visit'

Heath nodded in realization, he now understood why Georgia had been acting so strange- the text she received the other morning was from her father.

'After years and years of staying away- you decide for a spontaneous visit?' Heath growled, he had heard rumors that John could sometimes be abusive but Georgia had refused to ever tell him any details on the topic.

Suddenly John slid a hand on Georgia's shoulder, making her shiver and shake underneath his toxic grip. 'I just wanted to say hello to one of my children' he whispered into Georgia's ear

Georgia whimpered lightly and looked at Heath with pleading eyes.

Heath unexpectedly noticed Amber sneak into the room

'Who are you?' She asked slowly

Heath swallowed heavily and grabbed onto Amber's hand protectively 'This is your grandpa John… you met him when you were a baby' Heath muttered

Amber's eyes widened and she grinned in recollection 'Grandpa John!' she lunged towards John's open arms and hugged his body warmly.

Georgia didn't know what to say or do, she watched as her abusive father hug her own daughter, she wanted to rip Amber from his grip but the subconscious power he held over her forced Georgia to remain standing.

'All I wanted to do was have dinner as a family' John told Heath while still holding Amber in a loose embrace

'No' Heath immediately barked

Amber pulled away from John and looked at her own father confused 'Why not Daddy? Why can't grandpa have dinner with us?' Her doe-eyes widened with confusion and sadness.

Heath knew that he couldn't explain to Amber what the issue with John was, she was too young to understand all the pain and hurt that her Grandfather had caused them.

Georgia allowed her body to crumble on to the ground in a sitting position against the wall. Heath glanced at everyone in the room. Johns smirking mouth was facing Georgia and Heath realized that he was taking advantage of Amber being in the room. Heath couldn't decline the offer while their daughter was standing innocently in the middle of it all.

'Fine, dinner tonight and that is all' he muttered, looking at the ground disgusted at his own easy defeat.

A single tear slid down Georgia's cheek, she couldn't breath or make her own decisions when her father was around. She could still feel the physical pain that he inflicted upon her all those years ago and now, tonight… she would have to sit at the same table and eat dinner with the man who ruined her childhood.

'Will I get to see Brax tonight, I haven't seen him since Georgia moved away'

'No, he is busy with his wife tonight' Heath muttered

'That's a shame, I always liked him' John smiled 'Anyway… Georgia, none of your siblings will be able to make it tonight either'

Georgia ignored her father's voice; though, she was secretly disappointed by what he said. She would admittedly like to see any of her siblings, she hadn't seen Tegan in weeks and although her fiery personality and rude wit often made her unbearable to be around, Georgia missed her. Apart from Tegan, Georgia had two other siblings. Twins, called Kenzie and Matt. They are 19 years old and currently reside at a Uni in Sydney, Georgia hadn't seen them for years and she often missed their cheeky wit.

Georgia couldn't handle to be around the situation anymore. She stood up from the floor and wiped the tears away from her face and spoke the first words to her father in years 'I will see you at dinner, dad' her voice whispered before she escaped into the confiding walls of the kitchen

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'Brax! I know that most of the luggage is mine… but can you please help carry the bags' Charlie whined while attempting to balance two large bags in her arms and waddle towards the small cottage.

Brax chuckled and immediately grabbed both the bags out of Charlie's hands before quickly placing a fast kiss on her cheek and running ahead to unlock the door of the cottage.

Charlie giggled and jogged up to Brax; Brax dropped the bags on the hardwood floor of the veranda and gave Charlie a cheeky grin. She looked at Brax with a confused smile 'Uh, are we going to go inside or just sleep on the porch?' Charlie took a step towards the door.

Brax put his arm across her chest, stopping her from getting any further.

'Brax?'

'Charlie' He mimicked in a teasing voice

Charlie pouted and clung her fingers around Brax's muscular arm. 'What's going on?'

'It is a rule in the marriage handbook that all husbands must carry their wives over the threshold' Brax grinned

Charlie smirked at his sudden desire to follow certain tradition. 'That's so cheesy' she giggled

Brax nodded but quickly swung his hands underneath Charlie's legs and around her body. She squealed with shock and delight as Brax pulled her body entirely into his arms

'Brax!' Charlie giggled while latching her hands around his neck. He chuckled at his blushing wife and placed a heated kiss on her forehead while taking a step inside the cottage. Brax pulled Charlie closer and smiled to himself as he lowered her body to the ground. 'There you go, Mrs. Braxton-Buckton' Brax winked

Charlie bit her lip and pulled Brax into a quick kiss, she pushed his body up against the wall and suddenly felt a vibration echo onto her hips. Charlie quickly pulled her body back in shock but allowed her lips to continue pressing kisses along Brax's neck. 'Please tell me that was your phone' she chuckled in-between the heated kisses

Brax smiled lightly against Charlie's lips and he slid his mobile out of his pocket.

9 missed calls from: "MY-GIRL-GEORGIA"

Brax pressed his lips together firmly after he read the notification aloud. Charlie groaned and pulled her head back from their embrace dramatically. 'Leave it' she murmered before cupping Brax's face in her hands and placing another impatient kiss on the edge of Brax's neck.

'9 missed calls is serious, what if she needs my help?" Brax asked worriedly, his hand still clutching his mobile

'She probably just wants to congratulate us on the wedding, don't worry about it' Charlie insisted

Brax reluctantly nodded and allowed his phone to slide back into his pocket. Brax instigated the next move and he began to slip Charlie's tight shirt off her shoulders before allowing his mouth to trail kisses across her chest. Charlie moaned lightly in delight but lost focus when she saw that there was a missed call flashing on her own mobile. She immediately pushed away from Brax and grabbed her mobile, recognizing the number as being from the hospital- it was probably the call from Sid about her test results.

'I thought we weren't allowing distractions' Brax pouted and rested against the wall as Charlie stared at her mobile.

'It's a missed call from Sid' she murmered

Brax immediately straightened up and grabbed Charlie's hand 'It'll be ok, he will just be telling us the results of your tests, you will be fine' he reassured

'Yeah…yeah, you are probably right but I'm just going to call him' Charlie punched in the digits of the phone number for the hospital before pressing her mobile up against her ear. Charlie couldn't help the worried look that roamed her face, this was the result for the first check-up that she had had since she woke-up from the coma.

'Hello, Nurse Cleo O'Connor speaking' A chirpy voice answered the call

'Hey...oh Uh... Hi… I was wondering whether I could speak to Dr Walker, I missed his call earlier' Charlie spoke nervously, Brax grabbed her hand and squeezed it comfortingly

'Sure, Just let me connect the call across to his department' the nurse spoke sweetly

There was a vague pause until Sid answered;

'Charlie?'

'Yeah' she nodded breathlessly, her eyebrows creased together as her nerves began to increase

'Is there anyway you can get to the hospital today? I just need to discuss your results with you' Sid spoke calmly; his voice was absent of any emotion.

Charlie gasped and swallowed thickly, what was going on?

'Uh, no… sorry. I'm out of town right now… could you tell me over the phone?' she asked

'Sure, ok… well your blood tests came back normal, maybe a little bit low in iron but nothing to worry about, the reason I wanted to get in contact with you is because your scans came back showing me something' Sid paused

Charlie felt her lips quiver; Brax pulled her closer into his arms.

'Am I sick?' Charlie's voice asked nervously

Sid smiled to himself 'No, nothing of the sort. Charlie you are pregnant'

Charlie felt herself sigh with relief, oh god. Her mind hadn't even considered that option.

'Charlie, what's going on?' Brax asked worriedly

Charlie quickly took the phone away from her ear and she smiled at Brax, they were going to be parents 'I am pregnant' she whispered in almost disbelief

Brax's eyes widened in shock 'But, how?" He asked

Charlie immedialty nodded, how? She quickly put the phone back up to her ear

'Charlie, Charlie are you there?' Sid asked

'Yeah, sorry just in shock' She laughed awkwardly

'Its fine, congratulations'

'I just don't understand… how? I mean, Brax and I didn't have sex at all while my memory was gone? How could I be pregnant?'

'Well, you must have conceived the child before your coma. A pregnancy takes just around 2 weeks to show up in a scan so when I did your initial tests right after the shooting the child would have been too small to see… So I guess you have been pregnant this entire time' Sid explained

Charlie felt her eyes well up with happy tears; she had wanted another child for so long. She quickly thanked Sid and hung up the phone. Her entire body was shaking with a mix of emotions- fear, excitement, exhilaration, shock and happiness.

'We….' Brax murmered

'Are pregnant' Charlie finished breathlessly, they both glanced up at each other

'Oh my god' Charlie breathed

Brax immediately captured her lips in a heated kiss; he cupped her face with his hands and continued to push her against the wall lightly. A simple phone call had changed their lives forever.

Brax pulled away from Charlie 'This is it, we are married and about to have a kid- you can't back out now' he joked with a wink

'No, no… This is everything I have ever wanted' Charlie responded, her hot, breathy voice whispered into Brax's ear. She slid her arms down Brax's body and the two of them moved into the bedroom to continue celebrating.

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Georgia wandered down the stairs, donning a baggy grey sweater that hung just below her protruding collarbones and a pair of skinny jeans that were folded up roughly and swum loosely around her ankles. She knew that she was going to have to eat dinner with her father. She hated that Heath had accepted his proposal to dine with them that night; Georgia was emotionally exhausted yet petrified of her father. Whenever he looked at her she could literally imagine his eyes judging her and her mind flashed back to the memories when his wicked touch would bruise and burn her innocent skin.

'Georgia, I just cooked up some salad and a Barbeque. Is that ok?' Heath asked while setting the table with fancy china plates and shining cutlery.

She nodded weakly 'Where is he?'

Heath sighed as he heard his wife's vulnerable voice whisper. This was nothing like her usual persona, she would normally be joking, flirting and singing around the house.

'He is in the front room watching TV with Amber. I'm about to call them in for dinner' Heath told her, his hand slowly reaching to touch her shaking arms

'Georgie, what did he do to you all those years ago? Why are you so scared to be around him?' Heath asked, his pleading words scraping at the firm barrier that Georgia had constructed.

She ignored Heath's words and grabbed the salad from the kitchen. Georgia placed it lightly in the centre of the table before taking a seat opposite it.

Heath closed his eyes with defeat; Georgia wasn't going to talk to him about this.

'Amber, Mr. Callahan! Dinner is ready' Heath called out gruffly before taking a seat at the opposite end of the table to Georgia.

John and Amber wandered through the door and Heath watched as John immediately smirked at Georgia's faded appearance.

'Georgie, I can almost see down your shirt. Pull it up, now. You are the woman of the house, you need to dress up for your man and not look like a tramp' John growled

Georgia's already trembling chin shook lightly in agreement and she puller her sweater higher up her body.

'You look fine' Heath defended his wife, his eyes glaring at John as he took a seat next to Georgia. Heath suddenly regretted his choice of seating as he noticed Georgia grow pale once John sat next to her.

Amber broke the silence by serving herself a sausage and trying to reach for the salad tongs.

'Hey beautiful, can you pass me the plate of sausages.' Heath asked Amber with a smile

Amber immediately passed Heath the plate and they all began to serve their food in silence. After a moment Heath looked up from his meal and saw that Georgia wasn't eating and her father's heavy gaze was burning into her face.

'G, do you want any meat? Potato bake?' Heath offered, trying to get her to eat something

Georgia looked up at her father who pursed his lips together 'Why don't you just have some salad, you know… Just to watch your weight.' He told her in a sickly sweet voice

'No, Georgia. You can eat whatever you want' Heath snapped, he slammed his glass of water on the table heavily.

'It's fine. My dads right, I should probably just have salad' Georgia murmered self-consciously. She hugged her stomach nervously and glanced at her father who was busily scoffing down a pile of potato and meat.

Georgia reached for the salad and scooped out a small pile of lettuce and celery. Her father's words were beginning to make her feel self-conscious about her appearance. Maybe I am fat and ugly? Maybe I do need to lose weight? Maybe I should try and eat less, eat nothing? These thoughts filled her mind. Everyone knew that since Georgia's intense cancer treatment and radiotherapy- she had lost so much weight through diet, vomiting and the chemicals that roamed her body. But, the comments being made about her made her feel fat and ugly and awkward.

'How have you been lately Georgia? Any career advancements?' John suddenly asked, he glanced at Georgia and spoke in-between mouthfuls of beef

'No' She whispered a quick response

'Georgia has been working really well' Heath again defended his wife yet again.

Suddenly Georgia reached for the bottle of water from the centre of the table; her shaking wrists accidently bumped her father's glass over. John immediately stood up- he pushed the chair away and glared at the spilt wine that was staining his pants a deep rose colour.

'F***ks sake Georgia!' He spat

'John!' Heath growled at the use of language 'Amber, go to your room', the small girl immediately scuttled off to her room upstairs.

Georgia's eyes began to fill with nervous tears as she attempted to clean up the spilt drink off her father's legs.

'My god! You are such a bloody klutz' He muttered before harshly slapping Georgia's arms away from his body

'I'm so sorry, Dad. Please' Georgia pleaded, her eyes widened and glanced at her father nervously

'You spilt wine all over me! All you do is stuff things up, you ****ing bitch' John grunted, he reached out a hand and began to mechanically rub at the spreading crimson stain.

'John, It was an accident. Don't blame Georgie' Heath attempted to intervene

Johns icy eyes stared through Heath, his jaw stiffened and his entire body stood straight 'Don't you dare tell me how to treat my daughter' His voice was low yet shaking with threat.

'Please don't' talk to Heath like that, he was right it was an accident' Georgia sighed lightly- the moment that the words escaped her lips she realized what a mistake they were.

John faced Georgia and raised his palm, he immediately slapped her across the face, and this caused Georgia to stagger backwards in pain. She clutched her face in the palms of her hands and slowly came to a stand 'I'm sorry, you were right… It was my fault' she whispered

'Finnish your dinner' John responded, he sat back down at the table as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't slapped his daughter.

Heath watched the scene motionlessly, breathlessly… what had just happened

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Charlie and Brax spent the next two days in the bedroom, though… they were so excited about coming home and sharing the news with everyone. While they were away, they refused to have any further contact with the outside world- nothing else to focus on other than each other.

They drove home in the late afternoon; the sunset was beginning to rise- strips of pastel colours mixed together through the sky

'I'm thinking we should name the kid something really tough like... Buster or Spike' Brax sighed, he glanced at Charlie and winked at her playfully

'Nope! No child of mine is going to have a name like a dog!' she scoffed, Charlie subconsciously placed her hands across her stomach and smiled at Brax

'All right… how about we give them one of those names that famous people name their children like, uhh. Apple! Or Orange, or fruit salad- and we could call her Salad for short'

Charlie's eyes widened in shock 'Salad?' she exclaimed

'I like it' Brax defended

'Oh god… If this was up to you our child would be named after food or a dog' Charlie rolled her eyes

Brax turned the corner and nodded at Charlie 'Yea, all right then. What names do you like, little-miss-no-imagination'

Charlie smirked and looked out the window as she thought about names she liked

'I really like the name Erin'

Brax immediately shook his head 'No'

'Why not?'

'My ex-girlfriend was called Erin, she had a mono-brow… whenever I hear the name Erin it reminds me of her… and her mono-brow' Brax muttered

Charlie stifled a laugh 'That is a shit reason'

'Well, you don't like my names and I don't like yours' He pouted

Charlie put a hand on Brax's thigh 'Ok, how about I pick the first name and you pick the middle name… as long as it's not Salad'

Brax pretended to think about Charlie's proposition- to be honest, he didn't really mind- he was just winding Charlie up.

'Deal' He shook Charlie's hand playfully, she tried to pull her hand away but Brax remained holding it, he quickly pressed a wet kiss on her knuckles before allowing her hand to be released from his grip.

'Ok, Well... If it's a girl I like the name Armani'

'…Like the brand' Brax asked

'Oh yeah... I guess' Charlie shrugged

'So, we can't name the child after food but we can name them after a brand! You might as well call the poor kid Target or McDonalds' Brax teased

Charlie groaned, this name-choosing discussion was exhausting. She let on a smile though, it was normal for married couples to bicker and that's exactly what they were now.

Around an hour later, Brax drove the car into summer bay. They had decided to drop off at Georgia and Heath's house quickly since they hadn't spoken to them in a few days. Charlie was super excited to share their news with the rest of their family.

'Ok, here we are.. Georgie and Heath's house' Brax announced as he pulled up the car onto the street.

They noticed that there was a different car in the driveway.

'Whose car?' Charlie asked as Brax helped her out of the car

'I don't know, its not G or Heaths though' Brax responded

The two of them walked upto the front door arm in arm. Brax knocked on the door quickly and Charlie squealed in excitement.

The front door opened and Heath stood there, he looked withdrawn and exhausted. Heath had dark bags underneath his eyes and he hadn't shaved in at least two days days.

'Hey mate… are you ok?' Brax asked

Charlie peered into the house behind Heath, the curtains were all drawn and it looked dark and cold inside.

'John is back' Heath whispered

'What?" Brax exclaimed

'Who is John?' Charlie asked confused

'Georgia's dad' Heath sighed, he leant against the doorframe and shut his tired eyes

'He was bloody abusive and a shit father to all his kids' Brax added

Charlie suddenly felt guilty for having so much fun over the last few days while her friends had been going through hell back in the bay.

'Is Georgia ok?' Brax asked concerned

'She hasn't been eating, John has been subtly convincing her that she needs to watch her weight' Heath explained 'I can't get her to eat anything other than lettuce and carrot sticks'

'Where is John now?' Charlie asked 'Why don't you ask him to leave?'

'He is down at the beach right now but he is refusing to leave town until he is satisfied with Georgia'

'I want to go see her' Brax shoved past Heath and into Georgia's room.

Heath looked at Charlie and smiled, he decided to change the subject. He invited her inside and the two of them sat on the couch in the frontroom.

'Congratulations on the marriage' Heath smiled

Charlie grinned and blushed 'Thankyou… brother' she teased

Heath groaned 'I can't believe I'm now related to two cops!'

Charlie nudged his arm playfully and decided to tell Heath about their newly discovered news

'I have more news' she smiled slyly

'What?' Heath asked

'You are going to be an uncle in like 8 months' Charlie giggled

Heath immediately laughed in happiness and gave Charlie a light hug.

Meanwhile Brax knocked on Georgia's door slowly, he suddenly felt like a bad friend for never calling her back even after he had seen the 9 missed phone calls.

Brax pushed into the room and saw Georgia sitting on the bed staring mindlessly at the ceiling.

'How is my favorite Callahan girl going?' He winked, attempting to lighten the atmosphere.

Georgia didn't respond. She blinked mindlessly and ignored Brax's presence.

Brax sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh and he allowed his arms to fall around Georgia's body.

'Why aren't you talking to me G?' Brax murmered

Georgia looked at Brax 'you never called me back; when my dad arrived I was so scared and I…' she took a shaking breath 'I really wanted to talk to you'

Brax kissed her cheek and hugged her close 'I'm so sorry, I'm really really sorry' Brax apologized

Georgia shrugged his arms off her and looked away.

'Charlie is pregnant' Brax tried to get her to smile

Georgia shrugged lightly and pushed her hair behind her ears 'Cool' she whispered in a fragile voice

'Callahan! Where has my beautiful friend's witty attitude gone?' Brax asked, Georgia had changed so much and everyone missed her cheerful arrogance.

'I'm so scared of him' Georgia suddenly admitted 'I really want my dad to leave'

'Then we will get him to leave, I promise' Brax lied next to Georgia on the bed and put his arms around her shivering body.

'Do you think I'm fat?' she asked after a while of silence passed,

'No' Brax responded

Georgia nodded but didn't believe it.

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