Martha returned to the room a few minutes later to see Tony and Lucas sat talking to Jack. As she walked in, Tony looked up at her, then at his watch.
"Listen mate, me and Lucas are going to go now, it's getting late and we've both got school tomorrow." Tony said, "Would you like a lift Martha?" He suggested. Martha looked down at Jack, as if to check, he then laughed.
"I think I'll be alright tonight." He smiled, reaching out and holding her hand. "I'm a big boy." She smiled back.
"Jack, you got shot and fell out of a window, it was pure luck that you survived, oh and Callum's superb surgical skills." She complimented, talking as if he was in the room with them. Jack's face fell, taking his hand away from Martha's. He knew Martha hadn't implied anything by that comment, it just made the anger return as Callum's name was mentioned. Jack just wanted to be alone to think about the whole Callum situation, he obviously still had problems with him, and he wasn't sure if he could just get over them; even if it was for Martha. Martha realised what had happened, and could clearly see what Jack was thinking in his head. He'd looked happy before she mentioned Callum's name; but now he wore a frown and was gazing out the dark window. Martha sighed, and then looked towards Tony. "Thanks Tony." She said, picking up her bag and exiting the room, clearly angry with Jack. Tony and Lucas looked at one another, both as bewildered as the other, and said bye to the vacant Jack.
Lucas yawned as he and his father entered their happy home.
"Wow, it's late for a school night." Lucas commented, Tony nodded.
"Which is why you should get to bed now." He said, placing his keys on the worktop surface. Lucas continued.
"Yea, but I doubt that I'll be able to wake up at 7 in the morning, with all this drama going off and such. It'd be a lot better if I could have the morning off school, you know, to catch up on sleep and to see how Jack's doing." Lucas smiled. Tony laughed at his sons attempt to skive off school for the moment.
"Okay." He said. Lucas looked surprised.
"Wow, thanks dad." He smiled. Lucas began to happily walk into his room, when he paused. He didn't know what had made him remember, but he was now thinking of how suspiciously close Martha and Callum were in the staff room. He was unsure whether to tell Jack about what he saw, as he may have got the wrong end of the stick and he'd then just be causing trouble. However, something could indeed be going on between Martha and Callum, something that a good brother would tell their sibling if they knew anything about it. Lucas felt caught in between both arguments; he couldn't decide what to do. He heard a cough come from behind him; it was Tony's reminder for him to get to bed. Lucas spun around to face his dad. 'He'll know what to do!' Lucas thought, as he slowly walked closer to his dad.
"Dad, I need to talk to you." Lucas began, sitting on the sofa. Tony looked angry.
"You're not having the whole day off Lucas." He replied, assuming that Lucas was trying to obtain permission to skive the whole school day, instead of just the first few classes. Lucas shook his head.
"No, it's nothing to do with school. It's to do with Martha." Lucas explained, fully gaining Tony's attention. Tony sat next to his son, and listened carefully to his suspicions and details of what he saw when he entered the staff room.
Jack didn't get much rest that night; thoughts of Martha and Callum were constantly controlling his mind. Jack tried hard to put his feelings behind him, but as a police officer he couldn't subtract his gut feeling that Callum wasn't as nice as he made out. After hours of puzzling thoughts running through his mind, he finally came to a conclusion. He would try and be sociable and polite towards him, but he would not be friends with Callum. He loved Martha, but there was only so much he could tolerate of Callum, and he knew it. Even hearing his voice in the corridor made Jack angry, he reminisced every occasion where Callum acted strange, and it was always around Martha. Jack knew Martha wouldn't be 100 happy with his decision, but he hoped that she'd appreciate what an effort he'd be making just agreeing to be civil.