FREDDIE'S POV:
It was a month later, and already the counselling and the therapy I'd had was beginning to make a difference, so much so, that as the final day of Joe's court case arrived, I felt as though I could face it, especially with Lindsey by my side…
"Are you sure about today, Freddie?" she questioned as she pulled her shoes onto her feet
I nodded my head, signalling yes… "I'll be okay"
"I just don't want you to push yourself and have a setback" she admitted
"I'm not going to" I assured her, kissing her softly as she reached me "I need to do this"
LINDSEY'S POV:
"Have you told him yet, love?" Sandy questioned
"I haven't found the right moment" I admitted, sighing heavily
"You will" she assured me "are you both ready to go?"
I nodded my head, signalling yes, smiling up at Freddie as he made his way down the stairs…
FREDDIE'S POV:
Mum, Lindsey and myself entered the courtroom as Joe was brought to the dock, the verdict about to be given. Sitting in between them both, they entwined their hands with mine as we waited for the judge to start speaking…
"Do you find the defendant, Joseph Roscoe, guilty or not guilty of attempted murder?" the judge asked the foreman of the jury
"Guilty" he announced
I glanced at Mum, tears in her eyes as she stared at Joe, being brought back to Earth as I felt Lindsey's thumb run over my knuckle…
"Joseph Roscoe, I sentence you to 8 years in prison, with a non-parole period of 5 years" the judge informed him
He glanced up at me and I mouthed "I forgive you" to him. Smiling at me, he was led away by the guards…
LINDSEY'S POV:
I walked into mine and Freddie's bedroom a little while after we returned home, seeing him sat on the edge of our bed, staring at the floor…
"See, I told you today would be too much" I sighed
"It wasn't, I'm just thinking…" he admitted
"What about?" I questioned
"You, me, the life Joe could've had with you" he informed me
"You mean children and marriage?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him
He nodded his head, signalling yes… "He's not going to have that for a long time, if at all"
"What would you say if I told you that we were going to have it?" I inquired, biting my bottom lip nervously
"What?" he questioned
"You're going to be a Dad, Freddie Roscoe" I informed him
"Say that again…" he replied
"You're going to be a Dad, Freddie…" I was cut off as he stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist, spinning us around
"I love you" he informed me
"I love you too" I mirrored, winding my arms around his neck, meeting his lips with mine
The end…