A/N Thank you to all the readers, follows, favourites and reviewers. Sorry it's taken me a while to get this chapter out, I've been changing it quite a lot and like the previous chapter, I'm not 100% happy with it. I'm starting to wrap the story up now, so won't be many more chapters after this one.

ljvs- Thank you for your review, I'm glad you liked it and found some parts funny.

Luckylily- Thank you for your review. Haha! No it's not wrong to hope that something bad will happen to her!

LolaJGreen- Thank you for your review. I don't think I've lived up to the plan Edie was concocting. I tried to portray her as unstable, but maybe not too smart, therefore she couldn't be capable of the actions to match her hatred. Glad you liked the previous chapter though.

I have added all translations into the chapters now for the German and French dialogues.

Hope you all like it.

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Tab sat on the end of the pew next to Doc and his new wife. He could see Speirs shuffling at the front. It was an amusing sight to see the officer they had all feared looking nervous. He watched as Speirs continuously glanced his head around to the entrance of the church. It was pointless, he should know she's not going to be there until the music starts Tab thought. He kept doing it though until Winters stood up, joining Speirs and Nix. Winters placed a hand on Speirs' shoulder and said something. Tab watched as Speirs' shoulders relaxed. He didn't look around again. Tab looked round instead as if the action was a contagious disease, the doorway was empty as he assumed it would be.

The organ began, Tab saw Speirs' shoulders tense again, he glanced round once more and his face lit up, his shoulders relaxing. Tab turned and saw what deserved that reaction.

Cara froze at the doorway as she looked into the church and realised just how many people had gathered. Luz nudged her but her feet stayed firmly glued to the spot.

"What's up doll?"

"There's an awful lot of people here!" she squeaked

"Yeah. It's a wedding!"

"They all keep turning and staring!"

"Well, you're wearing white, you stand out a bit!" Luz joked receiving Fin's elbow in response.

"Do I need to kick you up the arse?" Eve asked leaning over behind them.

"Yes, I think so!" Cara replied

Instead, Cara felt a pinch and heard a giggle as she yelped, it worked for all of one step, before Cara froze again.

"Come on doll, Speirs will totally chew me out for this!" Luz chuckled.

"There's grating" Fin stated.

"Grating?" Luz questioned looking puzzled.

"On the floor" Fin replied looking down at the aisle, a burgundy carpet ran the length, but either side of it was grating for drainage.

Luz followed Fin's eyesight "Yeah? What's the problem?"

"My heels might get stuck in it"

Luz laughed "Right, you walk on the carpet, I'll take the grating!" he laughed some more "You alright now? I can have the candles snuffed out if they're blinding you?" Luz teased

"No that won't be necessary" Fin's nerves completely bypassing Luz's teasing.

"Ok?" Luz asked as he noticed Speirs glancing back at them several times now "The music will run out soon!"

"If you don't get this peachy arse of yours moving towards that dishy man, I'll take me another husband! Don't think I won't!" Eve jokingly scolded Fin to Luz chuckling.

"Ok! Ok, I'm moving!" Fin replied as she took another step forward, this time Luz leading, making sure she kept going. If he thought she didn't want to marry Speirs he'd help her run away, but everyone knew how much they were meant to be together. The men had discussed things that didn't mean anything at the time, but now made sense. Luz always wondered why Speirs had treated Fin like shit after her nearly execution, now he knew, torn over his love for her under his command and nearly having to watch her die. Luz smiled, it was all over with, any risk to Fin was well and truly gone. Speirs could now be with her and love her without a worry.

Luz proudly walked the girl he considered a sister and best friend down the aisle. He could feel her shaking ever so slightly. He drew her in closer to him, she glanced his way and calmed. She hung her head ever so slightly down like she didn't want to make eye contact with the guests, but she must have been doing so as he could hear her whispering pleasantries and showing gratitude for the compliments she received. Her shyness amused him, the girl would feel more comfortable plonked in the middle of a battalion of Paratroopers in her lingerie!

They were a matter of feet away from Speirs who looked like he had just won the war single handedly.

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So wrapped up in themselves! He was completely bewitched by that whore! She maybe beautiful on the outside, but someone like her, a home wrecker would be ugly on the inside, Edie knew that for certain. Edie sat at the back of the church out of sight of the groom. She contemplated making a scene or objecting when the time came, but decided against it. Be clever her Uncle had said don't do anything rash Edie took his advice this time. Ron might get to marry his whore, but it would be the shortest marriage in history. She would let her Uncle lead, if Edie was honest with herself, she couldn't be sure she could kill the whore. She could hurt her, disfigure her, but kill? She would leave that to her Uncle. He was an expert in killing female SOE agents after all. He had finally revealed to her the whore's true job. A spy. Edie wasn't stupid, she was no match for a trained spy, but Uncle Hugo was. Uncle Hugo doted on her, therefore after Edie had sufficiently hurt the whore, Cara Finney would be his prize.

Edie stood up and walked out, making sure to slam the church door behind her. She couldn't bear to hear Ron confess his love to someone else.

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Fin jumped at the sound of the church door slamming. She glanced back with most of the congregation before quickly returning her sight to her fiancé. Ron beamed making Cara smile in return. She couldn't believe he could look more handsome than he already did. How did she get this lucky? Luz brought her up alongside Ron. They looked at each other, "You look incredible" he whispered making Cara blush a little. How did he manage to make her blush still? He turned his attention back to the vicar as he began the service, but Cara continued to gaze at her fiancé. She knew Ron could feel her staring at him as he grinned and his eyes darted to the side. The vicar coughed and finally gained Cara's attention.

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"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" the vicar proudly announced

Ron slowly pulled his beautiful bride in close and leaned down as they looked deeply into each others eyes "I love you" he mouthed

"I love you too" she mouthed back

Then as if they were suddenly alone and nothing mattered in the world. Captain Ron Speirs lightly lifted his wife off her feet and kissed her, his wife Cara Speirs, wrapped her arms tightly round his shoulders and kissed him back. Their marriage officially sealed with an act of love. They didn't know how long they stayed there for, but long enough for Nix to cough and order Ron to put his wife down.

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Not yet, she would be hers soon, but not yet. Patience is a virtue. Let them think they are starting a new life and then whip it away from them. Ron would never get to live happily ever after with his wife and child. Enjoy it while you can Edie stared at the sickly sweet couple through the village hall window. He didn't take her threat seriously, it would be his biggest regret. Uncle Hugo was preparing to take the whore, then she would enjoy hurting her before Uncle Hugo would finally kill her and her unborn child. Uncle Hugo was looking forward to taking the tally of dead female SOE agents to fourteen.

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As Captain Speirs lead his wife onto the floor for their first dance as man and wife, the band began Cara's song, Unforgettable, with Eve singing this time. Eve's tone was different to Cara's but a beautiful voice nonetheless. Ron had adopted it as his and Cara's song, with the men from Easy considering it as Cara's and their song. Regardless of who laid claim, the song would forever be with them all.

They danced almost the length of the song entwined in each others arms before Cara thought now would be the perfect moment to share her secret.

"Ron?"

"Yeah baby?" Ron blissfully sighed

"I have a wedding present for you"

Ron looked down surprised "You do?!"

Cara nodded, her face gave away a mixture of excitement and nerves.

Ron looked at his beautiful wife in anticipation.

Cara smiled deciding whether to make a smart comment or just come out with it. She decided to be serious.

"You're going to be a daddy" she murmured

"Hey?" Ron asked not quite catching what his wife said he leaned back to read her lips as well as listen more carefully.

"You're going to be a daddy!" she repeated a little louder, only wanting her husband to hear.

Ron stopped in shock, his eyes glazed over, he never thought in his wildest dreams that this day could get any better. "I'm... I'm going to be a dad?" he stuttered.

Cara nodded with the biggest smile etched across her face.

Ron picked his wife up and spun her around before gently placing her back down, he let go, cupping her face and kissing her gently and a little too passionately for public viewing, but he didn't care. He had never felt so in love with a woman before now. Cara giggled at his reaction, knowing that she was right to wait until this moment.

Ron pulled away and took Cara's hands once again as they swayed lovingly to the rest of the song. "How far along are you?" he asked unable to stop himself grinning.

"Five months"

Ron stopped "Five months!" he looked down at her stomach, at the non existent bump.

Cara laughed "It's there, don't worry, I'm just very toned, the midwife said so"

"But that would mean..." Ron did the quick sums in his head, training to be an accountant in college before he joined the Army..."Poker night in Germany!"

"That's right!" Cara chuckled, they hadn't actually slept together that much, so pin pointing the exact moment was no mean feat.

"I was drunk and against gravity!" Ron smirked "My swimmers are something special hey?!"

"They really are!" Cara laughed at his typically male statement.

Then his expression changed to one of a serious one "Five months would also mean...Shit Cara you've done some pretty dangerous stuff!...SHIT! how did the baby survive you being shot?" Ron suddenly felt incredibly protective of his expectant wife even though all those dangerous actions had been and gone. He worried for what could have been.

"It's a tough baby! Plus I would have been a lot more careful if I had known"

"How did you not know?!"

"Er...I have been slightly distracted! If you remember there were a couple of minor things that went on like Berlin, Hitler, getting out of Berlin, going after Himmler, getting shot and then recovering! To name but a few" Cara replied then placing a gentle kiss on his lips "Oh and then our first date, your beautiful marriage proposal..."

"Yeah, but after all that you had no clue?" Ron shook his head catching a glare from Nix, their semi heated conversation was attracting attention.

"I admit, I felt strange, there was something nagging at me but I just didn't click, I thought I couldn't get pregnant at the time and you do have a very toned wife! My stomach muscles did a good job at hiding a bump and I put the sickness down to eating well after years of not eating well, please don't bollock me on our wedding day"

"I suppose..." Ron was still finding it difficult to believe she didn't know, but then she may have been in denial..."Hang on, when were you sick?"

"When you were back here sorting your annulment"

Ron felt bad, she needed him and he wasn't able to be there for her. He pondered for a moment before realising "You did two jumps! Shit!"

"Just think of it this way, one more and the baby gets wings too!" Cara joked raising a smile out of Ron again since she first told him the happy news.

"Stop trying to distract me from bollocking you!" Ron laughed using Cara's words before again realising another..."You fucking jumped off a moving truck!" He exclaimed

"Oh yes I did, didn't I!" Cara laughed.

"Hell Cara it's not funny!"

"No sorry, you're right it's not!" Cara replied hiding her smile in his chest.

"Time to be a responsible parent!" Ron scolded her

Cara brought her head up and stared into her new husband's eyes "I take offence! I am responsible, I honestly didn't know!"

"I'm sorry baby, I know, I just worry about you, you're unpredictable" Ron sighed "I love that about you though and you're going to be the best mom to our child!"

"Mum"

"What?"

"It's mum not mom!"

Ron laughed "That's better I prefer it when we argue about the little things!" Ron pulled his wife in closer "This really is the happiest day of my life; I got a wife and a child today"

"It's mine too...Cara smirked "although I did quite enjoy jumping off that truck..."

Ron moved his hands and tickled his wife in the ribs causing her to shriek and gain confused looks before pulling her back in and whirling her around the dance floor.

"I hope the baby gets the majority of my genes!" Ron teased

"You're really not much better my darling! Remember Foy?!" Cara felt elated, Freddie firmly pushed to the back of her mind, she only concentrated on her future with Ron.

"Yeah ok, I'll give ya that one!"

Ron ignored the nag of Edie's letter as he enjoyed dancing with his wife, his thoughts well and truly with impending fatherhood. He was so high on life right now, they may as well have been dancing above the clouds.

"Can we still consumate the marriage?" Ron whispered

'Yes of course!" Cara giggled.

"I won't hurt the baby will I?" Ron joked, knowing he couldn't.

Cara laughed out loud "You're impressive, but not that impressive!"

"Hey! I take offence!" Ron exclaimed, pretending to look hurt.

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Cara stretched as she looked over to her handsome, snoozing husband still half dressed in his uniform, lying on his back. He had been far too eager and drunk to fully undress for their wedding night. Cara was impressed with him though being able to carry her over the threshold and perform after drinking enough alcohol for the both of them. The drinks were quickly gone and refilled after Ron announced their news to the men and the rest of the guests. It hadn't taken long for the men to figure out how much Cara had done whilst pregnant, there was a mixture of some being impressed and some being shocked. It was done now and she was extremely lucky, although a doctor at the hospital had assured her that the action of jumping out a plane itself and floating through the air wouldn't harm a pregnancy, the risk lay more with the parachute failing or having a bad landing.

Cara lay there, thinking of how to start married life with Ron, she smiled and crawled under the quilt. Ron's eyes popped open in surprise "Good morning Mrs Speirs!" he groaned as he put his hand under and stroked her hair.

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Cara swung herself out of the bed and grabbed some clothes before she would head down to the kitchen in their cottage.

She straightened her hair and walked round to Ron's side of the bed and kissed him on the forehead as he leaned over wrapping his arms around her and kissing her little bump, which he could now see after the wedding dress had hidden it.

"Go back to sleep my darling, I'm going to make us some breakfast" she said.

Ron smiled, closing his eyes "Ok baby" he sighed happily "Don't take too long, I'll be waiting for you"

Cara skipped merrily down the stairs, for once she didn't have a hangover from a party, she could thank her unborn baby for that. Cara's thoughts wondered to the gender of the baby as she stepped into the kitchen, what would they have? A boy or a girl? Cara sighed happily, her new life with Ron had begun...

*Clunk*

Ron drifted back into sleep listening to his wife's footsteps down the stairs, he was not to know that he would be waiting for her much longer than it would take to make breakfast.

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Cara woke to find herself in an all too familiar setting. She quickly assessed the situation. Sat up in a kitchen chair, hands tied behind her back, head throbbing, loss of time. Bugger! She cursed herself for taking her eye off the ball since returning to England.

Cara looked round the empty kitchen, just a normal kitchen, although a fair size, meaning a large house, she could still see another room from the kitchen doorway. Cara thought back, what large houses were there in or near Aldbourne? Her hands bound securely, Cara searched the kitchen with her eyes for potential weapons. Nothing in reach or sight! Just a kettle boiling on the stove. Her abductor knew her well. Premeditated kidnapping. Cara scanned her memories for her living enemies. She laughed, far too many of them to narrow down!

Cara recognised the well presented woman entering the kitchen upon hearing her laughter.

"What could you be possibly laughing about in the precarious situation that you find yourself in?" Edie asked calmly, staring a deathly glare at the other woman.

"The decor, it really is quite atrocious!" Fin grinned.

Edie stalked over and slapped Fin hard across the face "I've waited along time to do that!" she spat.

"Why? I've met you once!" Fin grumbled as she felt the sting of her cheek .

"You took Ron from me! You ruined my marriage!"

"You did that all on your lonesome darling!" Fin smiled "Pretending to be pregnant? Tut! tut!"

Edie sensed rage again and held out her hand to slap the stupid whore a second time, she turned her stone encrusted ring round her finger and slapped Fin hard, the ring cutting her cheek. As she raised to repeat, a hand grip her wrist tightly, preventing her from doing so. She looked to her side and saw Uncle Hugo.

"Don't talk to her, she winds people up on purpose" he instructed "No conversations, I will handle her" the lean, short man said, his brown hair parted to one side, his moustache neatly trimmed.

"But I need to tell her exactly what she's done to me!" Edie seethed

"I think she gets the message Edie dear"

Fin nodded in agreement. Her cheek throbbing with the added feeling of blood trickling down.

"You opted for the soft approach with that silly letter, now let me handle this how we would have done at FHQ" (Führerhauptquartiere - Führer Headquarters)

"I need to make her hurt!" Edie whined.

"You have nothing to worry about, she will!" an evil smile spread across Uncle Hugo's face.

"Ahh!" Fin sighed at the outcome, the mole! "Naughty, Naughty Mason, you've been involved in some high level jiggery pokery!" Fin said, she secretly admitted to herself at being surprised at this revelation. Mason was a truly exceptional Agent, a true asset and a dangerous one now. What on earth could have possessed him to swap sides?

"Hello Agent Loralie" he greeted "That I have! And I am also an outstanding double agent!"

"You certainly are! High five?"

"Excuse me?! Do you think I'm stupid enough to untie you?!"

"Oh I thought you were, seen as though you're related to crazy daisy here!"

Edie tried to break free from her Uncle who still had hold of her wrist tightly. The whore had absolutely no respect and didn't even seem scared, what the fuck was wrong with her?

"We're not going to have a conversation, I know how you operate" Mason ordered.

"But we already are having a conversation!"

"I'm just going to have to get straight to it and kill you, I know the longer I leave it, the more likely it will be that you will survive." Hugo Mason replied finally releasing his niece's wrist.

"True very true!" Fin agreed.

"I don't believe you are taking me very seriously!" Mason snapped, he didn't like it when his prisoners showed no fear. Even when he delivered them to the Gestapo, they kept it hidden. This annoyed him greatly and he put it down to excellent training, rather than the failure to be in fear of him.

"Oh but I am!" Fin exclaimed "Look, this is my serious face" Fin sat up straight and expressionless.

Mason frowned but was becoming equally amused, which he kept to himself. He could see how she had survived executions, but he was determined not to fall into the same trap as those before him. He did have one question for her, one that had annoyed him for a while. Would it hurt to ask? He pondered to himself could he risk furthering their conversation? It was a risk. He would be transferring the upper hand to her if he wasn't careful, but one question wouldn't hurt and then he could get this business over and done with.

He frowned at himself, his curiosity disappointed him, he knew the results of conversing with the woman "Where were you after you and Agent Darcy attacked the SS-Brigadeführer, Horst Schulz in his office?"

"In the pub next door" Fin replied immediately without hesitation.

"There is no way you would have been in that French bar next door, there was no way to get there!" Mason snapped, she was trying to wind him up with some duff gen.

"We were though" Fin replied truthfully.

"There was no access! We blocked all exits!"

"Now there's your first mistake, rule number one, always assume there's a way to the pub" Fin grinned.

"We would have known you were there, sat in a pub, brazen as the day!" Mason shouted "You were hiding somewhere else! you were! Weren't you?"

"Rule number two, if in doubt, try the pub" Fin continued her cocky grin.

"You could not have been there! We were looking for you, you would not have got past us!"

"Rule number three, if you can't find Fin and Eve, try the pub, do you see a pattern forming here?"

"I can see why you escaped death, you are fairly amusing to talk to" Mason admitted knowing that getting the truth from Loralie would prove to be futile.

"Thank you"

"Are you honestly telling me you were in that bar?"

"Yes, we shared a bottle of Calvet Grand Medoc with the good bartender there. He was a little nervous with the commotion you lot were causing next door and I have to say I wasn't very impressed that he didn't share the bottle equally with Eve and I, after all it was us you were looking for, not him!"

"Why have you always been so close but so far?!"

"You were looking for someone in hiding, so we didn't hide" Fin replied matter of factly. The skin under the rope that bound her wrists were beginning to sting more than her slapped cheek as she rubbed it away to loosen the tie.

"I have you now"

"You do, congratulations"

"What do I do with you?"

"I'd decide quickly if I were you, it's opening time soon"

Mason laughed "You're not going to the pub! I am well aware of your ability to escape and have taken all eventual precautions"

"All but one"

"Which one?"

"Now if I told you, where would the fun be in that?" Fin smiled.

"You're not going to live long enough"

"That's the whole point!"

"I know Taylor has given you a letter, it won't save you!"

"Ooh! You know? What does it say?"

"I'm obviously not going to tell you!" Mason laughed "You think you can trap me and bide yourself some time? You are very much mistaken."

Fin cocked her head, but she was already successfully biding her time. Surely he should realise this? "Well I'll just read it then, seen as though it looks imminent that I'm going to die" she stated.

"You will not!"

"Die?"

"Will not read the note!"

"But if you're definitely going to kill me, then I'm allowed to read it!"

"But you will not!"

"Die?"

"No! I Won't let you!"

"Won't let me die?"

"No! Read the note!" Mason snapped, his frustration growing rapidly.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Edie screamed "You told me not to have a conversation with her and that is exactly what you're doing!" Edie shouted at her Uncle.

"She has a point" Fin chipped in "You did say that"

"SHUT UP!" Mason and Edie both shouted in unison.

Edie turned and left the kitchen. Fin heard her footsteps climb the stairs. Out of the two of them, Fin was more wary of Edie. She was a loose cannon, her anger and hatred would get the better of her eventually the longer Fin stalled Mason. Stalling Mason was necessary to her survival though, chancing Edie's erratic nature would have to be taken.

"If there was a reason you couldn't kill me, not physically but morally, would you still do it?" Fin asked calmly as she watched Mason take a seat and move it in front of her, his pistol pointed low at her stomach.

"You have to die, Edie would be intolerable if you live" Agent Mason replied.

"Ok, how would you feel about postponing my death for a say... a few months then?"

"You can't joke your way out of this like you used to do with my Nazi friends!" Mason barked.

"It's just that if you kill me, you'll be getting two for the price of one" Fin replied still calm, she had gotten herself out of more dire situations, but she had to think about a baby this time and she was certainly not happy that the pistol was pointed straight at her precious cargo. If Ron found his wife and unborn child murdered, then she couldn't bear to think of what that would do to him, let alone the consequences of his actions. If Ron at least had their baby, then he'd have something to live for, something to stop him from doing anything deserving of a prison sentence.

"You're pregnant" Mason sighed "I'm not a monster..."

"Not a monster?!" Fin questioned "Sounds legit"

Mason frowned at Fin's comment "...but I'm afraid this doesn't change anything. I can't let you live especially now that you can identify me as the double agent. It's me or you"

"Seems fair" Fin replied undeterred.

Edie appeared in the kitchen doorway, her arms crossed in front of her.

"If I'm not allowed to torture her will you just get on with it and kill her!" Edie shouted walking back in. She was finding it hard to control her feelings. The woman she had hated so much for so long was finally here for the taking and they had done nothing but chat. Edie wanted rid of her, the whore was too sure of herself and Edie wanted to wipe that smug smile off her face for good.

Fin looked up at the psycho wrapped in a petite frame and red hair. She could see why Ron had been physically attracted to her and she could see why Edie was attracted to Ron. She couldn't blame Edie for losing her shit over Ron, she'd lose her shit too, but not in the same way. Fin would have run away, chosen solitude and found herself the most secluded spot in the world to grow old alone in. Pity Edie didn't think the same way.

"Shut up Edie, I need to think!" Mason barked at his niece.

"What is there to think about? Just kill her!"

Fin hoped that maybe Mason wasn't a complete monster like he said and might spare her.

"Take this" Mason instructed Edie to point his pistol at Fin as he walked over with some rope and began to bound Fin's ankles together, he wasn't taking any chances now, he was dithering though. Loralie had surprised him with her pregnancy and normally it wouldn't pay any difference at all, but he had a great nephew now and all he could think about was if someone killed that sweet boy "I'm surprised you haven't made your move yet, Agent Loralie would probably have this little dilemma all wrapped up by now, which leaves me to think that you are telling the truth. Being pregnant has certainly made you less reactive"

"You're correct it has made me more cautious, but I'm still as deadly as ever "

"I believe that too, you're still sure of yourself" Hugo observed "I need to get a move on with this, I have a feeling that you're about to be rescued or we're going to see a new side to you" Mason also knew that he may not go through with it the longer he kept that baby in his mind.

"You seem to have this all figured out" Fin stated.

"No not really, I didn't expect you to be pregnant" Mason huffed "out of marriage copulating! Young people have no decorum these days"

"I hope you're referring to your niece as well!"

"Would you two stop talking like you actually like each other!" Edie snapped.

"I do like him, well did, he was a well respected agent. I admired your technique and your involvement in Operation snowdrift" Fin replied looking at Mason and not at Edie.

"Thank you, I admired you too, still do really. You did excellent work for your country. If you had been on our side, it would have been an enormous asset'

"Thank you for the compliment"

"My pleasure"

"SHUT UP!" Edie screamed.

"Enemies are allowed to have mutual admiration Edie, now calm down, you'll wake your son!" Mason instructed his niece.

"Your baby is asleep upstairs while you're down here doing this!" Fin tutted disapprovingly

That was the final straw for Edie, she grabbed the boiling kettle off the stove and removed the lid "Ron wont want you disfigured!" she screamed

Fin ducked her head down and prayed the impending pain wouldn't cause her to miscarry.

As Edie lunged forward she caught her hip on the corner of the table, she yelped and lost her balance. The scorching water originally aimed at Fin found it's way into the path of Mason.

Fin heard a cry, it was male, she looked up to see that Mason had taken the full kettle of burning, boiling water, unintentionally saving her. It had hit his face, he fell to his knees shaking. Edie screamed, her finger squeezing the trigger by accident. Fin felt the familiar rip of a bullet hitting her shoulder. She cried out as it lodged. Mason grabbed his face, his hands had taken some water as well. They turned red and Fin could already see the blisters bubbling. "Untie me now!" Fin shouted "I can help him!" Fin felt herself weaken, the bullet had gone through high enough to miss her heart, but must have caused some immediate blood loss.

Edie panicked, she dropped the kettle and gun and ran to the front door, forgetting her baby upstairs.

"Untie me!" Fin continued to shout "Mason can you hear me!"

Mason screamed as he peeled his hands from his face and Fin could see that one eye was severely scolded to the point that it was protruding from the socket. Fin tried not to recoil "Remember your training" she shouted trying to motivate Mason to help himself. "On your feet soldier!" she instructed trying to block out her own pain and fading strength.

Edie pulled the door open and ran, she ran down the path and into the wooded area. She was in shock, she had burnt her Uncle, her only friend in the world and shot her biggest enemy. She wanted Cara Finney dead more than anything, but she had never wanted to do it herself. Cara Finney even in her shock she refused to refer to her as Cara Speirs

Fin could hear Edie's baby crying. "Mason! You hear that! That's your great nephew! He needs you!" Fin called as she saw Mason crumple into a heap on the floor "Get up! You can do this!"

Mason let out a moan, he was losing consciousness. Fin could feel the blood flowing from her shoulder, her arms pulled behind her back was making it worse, unable to close the wound simply by pulling her arm across her chest. She tried to free her hands, she never had replaced the blade back into her watch strap after Ron had removed it in Austria. She needed to try and do something, her body was going under stress and that would be no good for the baby. Her body would shut her down first to protect her pregnancy. Fin scooted across the stone kitchen floor as much as she could to see if there was anything of use, but Mason's body was in the way. Stay calm, remember you've got out of a lot worse. It was true she had, but never with a baby to think about, two babies in fact as Edie's baby began to cry hysterically upstairs. Fin needed either Edie to come to her senses and return or for Ron to save her again. Neither looked likely right now.

Mason slapped his palms against the kitchen wall, blinded, he tried feel his way out. He grabbed the kitchen door and stumbled across the entrance hall and through to the sitting room. Losing his footing he grabbed the curtain to stop his fall, but the curtain ripped and caught on the naked flame of a candle on the sill. The curtains caught light quickly and Fin watched in horror as they went up and the flames flew across the ceiling. Feeling the intense heat on his already seriously burnt face, Mason tried to get to the front door before collapsing outside the sitting room on the floor of the entrance hall.

"Well that escalated quickly!" Fin exclaimed in disbelief at the challenge that now lay before her.

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Edie ran aimlessly through the woods, stumbling on fallen branches, the tears streaming down her face. It had all gone wrong, it was the whore's fault, she wound her up and now her poor Uncle could never forgive her. Edie fell, her face making contact with the dirt, she quickly rose and ran out the other side. She stumbled down the small bank and into the lane that ran alongside the wood. The house, Uncle Hugo's safehouse was sufficiently concealed from any traffic that would pass by on the lane. Edie's tears stained a path through the dirt on her face. Two people, she killed two people today! What would she do now? Where would she go? Uncle Hugo had planned all that, how would she look after herself now?!

Edie stopped dead in the middle of the lane, she fell to her knees "Charles!" she screamed as a speeding jeep behind her managed to skid to a halt just in time after seeing a woman collapsed in the road.

...

Fin pulled her hands, desperately trying to loosen the rope, but it wouldn't, she scooted some more across the floor. She needed to free herself, she felt a tiny bit of panic start to set in, the billowing black smoke was rising quickly and all Fin could think about was the helpless baby upstairs and the helpless baby inside her. Keep it together, you need to stay alive for both of them Fin couldn't scoot any further, a sharp corner of the stone floor was raised and wedged her chair leg. Fin toppled herself over onto the hard floor and turned herself, so that her raw, bloodied wrists could rub the rope against the sharp corner of the stone tile. Fin yelped as she caught her wrist instead of the rope. She rubbed the rope desperately, Edie's son's crying was getting weaker.

...

Doc jumped out of the jeep and approached the sobbing red head. Confused, he worried she may have been in a hit and run. He crouched down by her "Are ya ok miss?" he asked gently as the woman raised her head to reveal her dirty tear marked face. "Are ya hurt?"

Edie stared at the kind American. His voice was gentle with a different American accent, not like Ron's. Her Ron's voice was authoritive, but would change to a more caring one when they had been together, his accent very different. Edie like both their voices.

Doc looked the woman over as much as he could from the position she was kneeled in. She seemed to be in some sort of trance, maybe she was in shock. "Ma'am I need to move you off the road, can ya get to your feet?"

Edie just stared at him "Charles!" she screamed again.

"Who is Charles?" Doc asked, he stood up and looked around for another person, a husband or a child maybe, but the lane was deserted.

Edie continued to stare at him. If she let him take her to Charles, then he'd see what she had done. She could get Charles later, he was safe in his crib.

Doc bent down, took the woman's arms and helped her rise to her feet. "I'm going to take you to the hospital, we'll get ya checked over" he said kindly.

...

The rope snapped, ignoring the pain and throbbing, Fin immediately started on the rope that bound her ankles. Dizziness and nausea were setting in, her skin felt clammy. Fin's worry was that her body might be going into shock. The shoulder wound, her stinging wrists and the black, thick smoke was hampering her plan to rescue them all. Fin finally released her ankles, angry that she hadn't done it quicker. As she rose to her feet, she grabbed the table for balance and then coughed violently. She bent down below the smoke. Mason was lifeless on the floor. Fin reached the front door she was hesitant to open, a fresh supply of oxygen would feed the fire, she would have to move Mason and close the sitting room door if at all possible. The fire seemed to be contained though and burning upwards, Edie's baby was her priority.

...

Doc left the now hysterical red head with a nurse at the hospital after filling her in on everything he knew about her. He returned to his jeep and continued his previous errand. As he drove down the same lane he had found the woman on, he noticed black smoke rising above the trees in the wood. His medic instinct pulled the jeep over and he jumped out, jogging through the trees, he reached a clearing and saw a house on fire across a small field. He sprinted towards it.

...

Fin ran over to the staircase as the front door flew open, Fin saw the fresh air engulf the sitting room flames, a figure coughed in the front doorway. The figure immediately saw Mason lying on the floor, dangerously near the flames in one of the front rooms, they ran over.

"Doc!" Fin shouted in relief as the cajun medic darted his eyes over to Fin from Mason.

"What the fuck is going on?" he demanded confused to see a wounded Fin in the house surely she should be with Captain Speirs on the morning after their marriage?

"Doc grab him!" Fin pointed down at Mason as she pushed him away from her towards Hugo Mason's body.

"What about you?" Doc looked at her full of concern, she was his priority.

"There's a baby upstairs" Fin informed as she left Doc and quickly climbed the stairs, her coughing increased, she cursed herself for not grabbing a rag to cover her mouth, any poisonous air she breathed in would no doubt make its way to her baby.

"Be quick Fin, the fire is spreading fast!" Doc shouted, angry that she had taken the decision herself to go and not letting him, he was incredibly worried for Fin and her unborn child's welfare, but she was already halfway up the stairs and neither of them could afford to hesitate.

Fin reached the upstairs landing as a wooden beam to her right collapsed covering a bedroom door, luckily Edie's baby was in the opposite direction judging by the weakened cries. She entered the bedroom and located the baby boy in his crib near the window which was slightly ajar. At least he hadn't been breathing in too much smoke Fin thought in relief. Fin wrapped the boy up and held him close to her body she headed back to the stairs. As she approached the bedroom door, the flames roared and the deadly heat knocked Fin onto her back.

Doc dragged the unconscious man from the house, they were both blackened from the smoke, coughing and spluttering, he looked up and heard boots on the ground. Doc sighed in relief, mopping sooted sweat from his forehead as Luz, Tab, Liebgott and Christenson ran towards him.

"Fin is inside still!" Doc called as the men closed their approach. Luz carried on straight past to the burning house with Tab.

"How did ya know to come?!" Doc called over as the men came into ear shot.

"We saw Eve at the hospital, she was getting Rebecca's immunisations done, she told us to find Fin, that there was this Edie girl, who was just going fucking mental!" Liebgott called over, heading for the front door with the other two "She was rambling on about two people dead!"

"No one is dead, not yet any way!" Doc replied shaking his head at the mess of the man lying in front of him.

"That girl said about a house out this way, then we saw the smoke..." Christenson informed Doc. "Shifty wanted to come help, but he's too bad still" he added.

"Someone oughtta get Captain Speirs!" Doc shouted returning his attention to the burnt stranger.

"Eve has gone" Christenson replied.

The men reached the front door, but there was to be no hope. They couldn't get in, the entire downstairs was engulfed in flames and thick, black smoke. The three stumbled backwards, their hands to their mouths, coughing already.

Fin got back on her feet, the baby boy crying, but safely in her arms. More beams had collapsed and had trapped them in the bedroom. Fin quickly put the boy back in his crib by the window and ran to force the bedroom door shut. She quickly grabbed a blanket from a chair and stuffed it at the bottom of the door to buy them some time from the smoke, although Fin knew that the danger of the roof collapsing over them was highly likely.

Fin looked outside the window, pushing it wide open, she left and grabbed the quilt from the bed, bundled it up into a ball as much as possible and threw it out.

Luz looked up and saw Fin in the upstairs window, he watched as a quilt fell and landed near Doc and the rescued unidentified man.

"Grab it!" Fin screamed down as Liebgott and Tab ran over followed by Christenson and Luz. They each had a corner and positioned themselves under Fin.

*Smash*

The men ducked as heat from the fire blew the glass out of the windows. They quickly returned themselves back under the window where Fin was.

The men knew they'd catch their Fin, no doubt about it. Luz looked back up to the window expecting to see Fin climb out, but instead she was leaning out holding a crying baby.

"Catch him!" she screamed

The men watched in horror as Fin let the baby go.