I don't know how the whole court/sentencing thing works so I've made it up. Sorry if any of it is wrong.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
'Who's at the door? Shall we go see?' Carla asks gently bouncing Poppy on her hip as she makes her way to the front door.
'Oh bless you...' She says smiling as Poppy sneezes. She opens the front door to reveal Detective Constable Richards.
'Hi, I've got a bit of an update for you. Can I come in?' She asks and Carla nods her head. She steps out the way and allows the detective to enter the house. They make their way over to the sofa and sit down.
'So, I know last time we spoke I didn't have very good news for you but I do this time... Mr Preston has changed his plea to guilty.' D.C Richards says causing Carla to cover her mouth.
'Really?' She asks, tears streaming down her cheeks as Peter makes his way into the room.
'What's going on? Are you okay?' He asks dropping the towel he was holding before rushing over to Carla.
'H-He's admitted it... He's actually admitted it.' Carla replies quietly.
'Robert?' He asks and she nods her head.
'That's amazing... So what happens now?' He asks wrapping his arms around her and glancing at D.C Richards.
'Now we go to sentencing. A date has been set for three weeks time where he'll be sentenced. You don't have to attend but you are more than welcome to come if you want.' D.C Richards replies.
'Do you know roughly how long he'll get?' Peter asks and D.C Richards shakes her head.
'I couldn't possibly say.' She replies as Carla rests her head on Peter's shoulder, Poppy curled up on her knee.
'I want to come to the sentencing.' Carla says quietly.
'Are you sure? These situations can be very stressful.' D.C Richards asks and Carla nods her head.
'I need to see him going down.' Carla says and Peter places his hand on her shoulder.
'Car, you're pregnant. I'm not sure that's a good idea. Think about the baby.' He replies.
'I need to go, Peter. I know what's good for me and I know what my body can take.' She says.
'You're pregnant?' D.C Richards asks.
'Yeah. Seven weeks, Peter is the dad.' Carla replies glancing at Peter who smiles slightly.
'Well congratulations. I'm going to leave you to it. I just wanted to let you know the news.' D.C Richards says.
'So tell me about your sister?' The woman sitting in front of Rob says causing him to sigh.
'She's my sister.' He replies shrugging his shoulders.
'I can't help you if you don't talk to me. I saw just how angry you got when she was mentioned on the news.' She says.
'She's my sister, what do you expect? I know I fucked up and I know I hurt her but I wish I hadn't.' He admits.
'When was the last time you seen her?' She asks.
'January 2016.' He replies.
'And would you like to see her again?' She asks.
'I'd love to see her.' He replies.
'Do you think she'd come if you sent a visitors order?' She asks and he sighs.
'I don't even know where she lives.' He admits quietly.