The journey from the hotel to Charles' parents house was not as far as I thought it would be. As we drove to the house we went past a lot of big houses, houses you would never find around by me. I couldn't help but stare at them all as we went past, they all had large driveways which were occupied with fancy cars. The front of the houses was immaculate with gardens that had been tended to with precision, not like by me. You would be lucky to find a house with a potted plant around my area, it was more like a concrete jungle.

I wonder if Charles wanted us to move out here, I mean it would be amazing to live in one of these massive houses but it wasn't exactly me. I think I would get lost with the amount of rooms they would have and quite honestly with the little that I own it could hardly fill such a big space. But the baby would have the best start to life. Better than what I had cooped up in our little place with bunk beds in every room.

I felt a hand touch my knee, "penny for your thoughts?" Charles asked.

I looked over to him and he was giving me his reassuring smile. He always gave me that whenever he knew I was nervous or overthinking something.

"I'm just admiring these big houses boss. Couldn't imagine a little person like me sitting in front of a big fireplace in one of them", I admitted looking at him with my own small smile.

"And why couldn't you imagine that?"

I sat quiet for a couple of moments thinking of the best response, thinking of how honest I could be without hurting him. "Well to be honest I don't exactly fit in around here do I? There's no chicken shop for one. No gang of girls screaming at each other across the street that one of them shagged the others boyfriend. There is no beat-up sofa discarded outside on the street that kids will sit on and drink cheap cider. Face it if I lived out here the neighbours would always make sure they keep their doors locked. The local shop would always check a note I gave them and would watch their CCTV cameras like a hawk in case I nicked something. I just don't think it's for me."

Charles didn't say anything but when I looked over, he wasn't offended or angry. He actually looked like he was trying not to laugh.

"Molly Dawes you do come out with the most profusive shit I have ever heard".

I was really confused, "how exactly? And why are you finding this so fucking funny?"

"It doesn't matter what people think of you and you are the one person I thought would believe that more than anyone else I know. Who cares if people think that of you? You think I don't feel a similar way when I come to see you. A private schooled posh boy walking around Stratford I'm surprised nobody threw anything at me. But I didn't care because I knew you wanted me there. So, Molly Dawes you can stop thinking you don't deserve a life out here or a big house like these. You have fought for your country and you are marrying one of the greatest men on the planet so you definitely deserve the best life".

I couldn't help but laugh at his last comment, "big headed much?"

"Nope just honest".

This was definitely the part of Charles I loved more than anything, when he was care free and actually funny. I've seen many sides to him, especially as I have worked underneath him and well, he's worked me underneath him. But this side was definitely the best.

I knew though there was one thing we still hadn't fully discussed and looking at these houses, thinking of the future, I couldn't bite my tongue quick enough before asking him.

"Well what happens when I go back out on a tour or to do some work overseas. I don't know where I will be placed but I imagine it will be for a couple of months at least. If we live out here, we wont have anyone to look after the baby. I mean you will be here but if we lived by my family you know my mom is used to all the kids. Do your parents even like kids? Would they be ok helping out or ... sorry I sort of went off a bit"?

He didn't say anything. I saw his knuckles turn a white colour as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned going back to work. Especially mentioning going back to work and leaving the baby at home with him. Well done Molly Dawes your big gob has got you into the shit again.

"Is that what you honestly think about? Going away again? Just leaving the baby and I?"

I really had fucked it up, "no I wouldn't just up and leave I just don't want to be one of those women who stay at home with their babies all day. I mean my mom did it and I totally respect her and every other woman who does that. But its not me. You know its not me".

"I know who you are Molly and I know that you love the career you have built in the army. It's just I see us with me out of action for the foreseeable and the baby coming I just imagined we would spend time together. Build a family together. I want us to spend as much time as possible together".

"We can! We can build the life we can have together but I don't have to give everything up. Look at Sam he adores you and you are his hero. We can still have that with our baby".

Charles kept his tight hold on the steering wheel and I noticed the car had come to a stop. I looked out of the window and we were parked on the street outside of a large house. This must be his parents house. We had arrived mid heated conversation and a night with his parents and Rebecca was hardly going to settle the situation.

"We are here", he said as he broke the silence. "Let's just get through this dinner and we will talk later".

I reached over and placed my hand on top of his that was tightly grasping the steering wheel. "Please talk to me", I pleaded. I moved my other hand to hold against his cheek, forcing him to face me. "Please don't shut me out babe; I don't think I could handle it if you didn't speak to me. I'm sorry that you found out like that but I need you to be here with me. Please babe."

Charles loosened his grip and turned to me, his cheek moving into the cup of my hand. "I just want us to be happy Molly and I want a family with you. We will discuss everything later but now I want to introduce you to my family and get through this together".

I nodded my head in agreement and leant forward brushing my lips against him. Just a short reassuring kiss. I felt him smile slightly as I pulled away. I looked back towards the house and saw some devil eyes bearing into me.

Rebecca was standing at the end of the drive staring at us in the car. I turned back to look at Charles and he noticed her staring at us too. He undid his seatbelt and got ready to leave the car. I followed his actions and got out of the car as he walked around to meet me.

"Well that certainly looked cosy. Is that normal where you are from to canoodle in a car outside of your boyfriend's parents house?" Rebecca asked with poison in her voice. This woman was truly a bitch, like how did Charles put up with her for such a long amount of time.