Note - thank you to everyone who is still reading and reviewing. Sorry for the delay in uploading this chapter, life has got in the way this week and I'm now about 1/3 of the way through my book so I am trying to keep the pace going. Anyway hope you enjoy, there will be two more chapters after this and then I'll probably be taking a break from fan fiction for a while. Thanks so much for your ongoing support and words of encouragement :)

Chapter twenty one

Charlie watched the police car drive away through the window next to the front door, with Jack sat in the back seat. He felt mixed emotions - he was angry, sad and worried all at the same time. Most of all he was angry at Rob for what he had done to Georgie. It was just as well that the police had found CCTV footage of the car park promptly and were taking him in to custody, as if they hadn't Charlie would have had absolutely no control over his actions. Every time he thought about Georgie being hurt when she was pregnant with his child he felt rage bubbling up inside him. He was angry at Jack for his actions but he also felt sorry for him. He was just a lost teenager, upset by his parents' split and his father's terrible actions towards him. And he was also angry at Molly for allowing Rob in to their lives. What if he had done something to hurt Amelia? Charlie couldn't bear to think about that.

He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath as he used one of the coping mechanisms he had learnt long ago during his therapy. He breathed out and felt his muscles relax, and at the same time he pictured all the anger being expelled from his body. Suddenly he felt Georgie's arms slink around his body from behind and her hands came to rest on his belly, her head resting on his back. He took her hands in his and squeezed them.

'Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?' He asked.

'I'm fine.' She said. 'Honestly. He didn't touch me.'

'I think you should still get checked out.' He said, turning in her arms so that they were facing.

'The baby's fine, Charlie.' She said softly. 'Stop worrying.'

He reached down and gently swept her hair back off her face with his finger tips, before kissing her gently on the forehead.

'Every time I think about what that bastard did to you...' he said through clenched teeth. 'I could kill him.'

'I know.' She said. 'But I'm ok, and he's in custody now. He'll get what's coming to him.'

Charlie pulled her close to him and she felt his heart beating hard against her cheek.

'I can't believe Molly let this happen.' He said.

Georgie tilted her head and looked up at him. 'Well she might not have known, don't jump to conclusions. He might have lied to her too.'

'Mmm.' Charlie replied, before leaning back and taking her face between his hands, his thumbs lightly skimming the edge of her face affectionately. 'If anything had happened to you, Georgie... I don't think I could get through it.'

She smiled lovingly at him, enjoying the feeling of safety she felt when she was close to him. 'Well it didn't.' She said. 'You don't need to worry about me.'

He leant in to her until their noses were touching and then he kissed her, slowly at first but as he felt the warmth of her body against his he couldn't help but get carried away. Before he knew what he was doing he had her pressed against the wall and he kissed her more passionately, his hands cupped around each side of her jaw firmly as she kissed him back.

'Steady on.' She smiled, pulling away from him for a moment. 'Anyone could see us.'

'I don't care. There's something about you I just can't resist.' He said huskily, before he went in to kiss her again and she ran her hands through his hair, their hearts thumping hard against each others bodies. Georgie leant up and began to unbutton his shirt but before she got the chance to take it off him properly there was a knock at the door, and he sighed with frustration, leaning his forehead against hers as they both caught their breath.

'Fucking impeccable timing.' He joked, and she rolled her eyes with a grin.

'To be continued.' She said, and they both laughed.

He straightened his shirt before turning to open the front door, where he was faced with Molly.

'I'm so sorry.' She said, catching sight of Georgie who was a few metres further down the hallway. 'I honestly had no idea what he'd done.'

Charlie narrowed his eyes and stared at her. She seemed to be telling the truth.

'It's ok.' Georgie replied instead, walking down the hallway and standing next to Charlie.

'Jesus!' Molly said as she caught sight of the now fading bruise which still surrounded Georgie's eye. She was visibly horrified, and they could both tell she was telling the truth. 'I promise I had no idea what he'd done to you.'

'I know. He lied to all of us.' Georgie said. 'You, us, his wife...'

'Wife?' Molly asked, a look of confusion on her face. 'What do you mean, wife?'