"Love you have to stay calm. I know you're worried but I'm sure it's just heat exhaustion or something." Irene was trying to soothe a frantic Robbie as they sat waiting anxiously in the hospital, along with Beth and Tony. At that moment Martha and Jack came rushing into the waiting room wondering what was going on.

"We don't know," Irene said. "Tasha just fainted while she was dancing but as I was just telling Robbie, I'm sure it's nothing more than heat exhaustion." Martha caught Irene's tone and looking at Robbie's pale face quickly concurred. "Yeah don't worry too much Rob, Tash is going to be fine." She placed a comforting hand on Robbie's shoulder, feeling desperately sorry that this had happened to her two best friends on their wedding day. At that moment the doctor came out and spoke to the young husband. "Robbie? Tasha would like you to be there while I speak to her about her condition. So if you could just follow me…" With that Robbie was led away while friends and family were left to rack their brains as to what Tasha's 'condition' might be. They were all praying it was nothing serious. It just wouldn't be fair on what was meant to be such a joyous day.

"Well Tasha, first I would like to ease yours and Robbie's mind. There's nothing seriously wrong with you…but you are pregnant."

Tash and Robbie both stared at the female doctor, too stunned to say anything.

"Pregnant?" Tasha finally managed, and looked at the doctor then Robbie.

"Wow," said Robbie, after another lengthy pause. "Is this good news?"

"Of course," Tasha told Rob decisively. "I couldn't imagine anything more wonderful than having a baby with you," and she took Robbie's hand and held it tightly.

"But is the baby ok?" Robbie asked the doctor anxiously.

"Yes it's fine. The reason Tasha collapsed was a lack of iron, but we can soon fix that. I'll just run an ultrasound now so we can have a better look." Soon the doctor had the machine set up and Robbie and Tasha were staring in awe at the screen.

"And there's the heartbeat, can you see it?"

"Yes!" said Tash. "And is that the foot? I'm surprised we can see so much so soon."

"Well it's two months along now and the foetus starts to develop after about four weeks."

There was a silence as those words slowly registered in both Robbie and Tasha's mind.

"I'm sorry," Tasha said finally, "did you say two months? That's not possible. I was at the farm two months ago."

"The farm?" the doctor said, confused. "I can assure you Ms Andrews that the baby is eight weeks developed."

"But that's impossible," Tasha said, now getting agitated. "I wasn't with Robbie eight weeks ago. We were broken up, I was living on a farm near Yabbie Creek."

"Well were you seeing someone else?" the doctor asked politely, realising this had now become a very sensitive situation. Robbie looked at Tasha, doubts now in his mind which had never been there before.

Tasha looked at the doctor then Robbie. "Of course not, I've only ever been with Robbie." She looked earnestly at Robbie, now practically in tears. "Rob, you've got to believe me, I love you, I don't understand what is happening." Tasha was now crying angry, frustrated but mostly very frightened tears. Robbie couldn't bear to see his new wife so upset but he knew he had to ask.

"Tash, what about Jonah? I know you two got close. Please just tell me, I won't be angry."

"No Rob! I mean yes we got close, but I was never…with him. I was never ready for that. Please Robbie, please…" Tasha was openly crying and Robbie took her in his arms and held her tightly. He now had no doubts Tash was telling the truth. She could never lie, she was too much of a beautiful, sweet soul for that. But Tasha was pregnant and only now did he realise the horrifying truth of that reality. Tasha had become pregnant unwittingly, without her knowledge. Someone had violated her in the most horrific way, and it must have been on that evil farm. He felt his blood turn white with rage.

"What is going on?" Martha said impatiently, pacing up and down the hospital waiting room. "It's been an absolute age." No one could respond as all were thinking exactly the same thing. Little did they know it was worse than any one of them could imagine. At that moment Robbie emerged from the waiting room looking white as a sheet. "Robbie," Beth cried, "is Tasha ok? What's going on?" Robbie looked at his Mum but he couldn't reply. All he could do was bury his head into her shoulder and let her cotton shirt absorb his sobs. All his mother could do was hold him as her son's body heaved with emotion. All the others could do was stare in quiet horror as they realised now this wasn't just heat exhaustion, it must be something far worse.

"I can't believe it, that animal! God I could kill him for what he's done to Tasha." Martha was practically in tears herself so upset was she for her best friend. Jack put an arm around Martha's shoulder trying to offer some comfort, but he himself felt completely useless amidst the situation. The young couple and Tony were sitting in the lounge room of the Holden house, having left the hospital to give Tash and Rob some time with Beth and Irene.

"But what are we going to do?" Martha asked. Silence was the response.

"Maybe we should go back to the hospital, just to let Tash know we're there for her." Martha rose off the couch as if desperate to do something rather than have to think about the awful truth.

"No we have to give them some space love," Tony said. "I know it's awful but we have to stay strong for Tasha, and most importantly we have to carry on as normal around the others, because I'm sure Tasha doesn't want the whole town knowing what's going on right now. Heat exhaustion is the official line until, and if, Tash feels ready to tell people."

"Yep," Jack and Martha both replied and all paused to think how un-real this situation felt.

"Ok, well I should probably get home then. I told Sally I'd mind Pippa this evening."

"Ok, I'll walk you out," Jack said and both headed for the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Jack asked Martha, gently grasping her slender arms.

"Yep, I'll call you." Martha lightly kissed Jack on the lips. "Hey thanks again for my beautiful gift," Martha said, lightly touching her hand to the pendant hanging from her neck. "I really love it." Both smiled and kissed before Martha headed down the drive, with Jack watching her receding form fondly in the fading light of a summer dusk. Today made him realise just how lucky he was to have a relationship without complications.

"So…" Tony said as Jack headed back inside, "I couldn't help but notice a certain necklace someone was wearing tonight," and he smiled warmly.

"Yeah, it was kind of a spur of the moment decision. You don't mind do you?" Jack said.

"Of course not mate. It was your necklace anyway. I think it's a lovely idea, and your Mum would be so happy you've found someone you love. I take it that's how you feel?"

"Yeah, it's just like with Martha, I don't know it…it just feels right." Jack smiled and then quickly tried to dismiss the moment. "Anyway too much talk. You want a beer?" Tony laughed. "That's my son, emotionally stunted. Cheers mate, a beer would be great. I'll just give Beth a call and see how the others are coping."

Tasha sat in her bedroom in Irene's house. Robbie was in the kitchen getting her a hot chocolate. She appreciated his concern but right now she wished more than anything she could be alone. She felt so ashamed, humiliated, stupid. After all she had made this happen, in a way it was her fault. If she had only listened to everyone and not gone to that stupid farm to live this would never have happened. And to think, she had trusted Jonah and thought he was a good man. She felt sick.

"Tash, here you are," said Robbie, walking into the room and handing her the drink. "I put two white and two pink marshmallows in it. Just the way you like it."

"Thanks Rob," Tasha said and took the drink without enthusiasm.

"Tash…"

"I'm really tired Rob, thanks for the drink but I think I'll go to bed."

"Ok that's fine, we can go to bed, whatever you want."

"Rob, I really need space right now. I know you care and you're upset too but I think maybe if you could sleep in the spare room tonight it would be best. I really just need to be alone." Robbie looked sadly at Tasha and nodded. He didn't want to cause her any more stress right now. He headed for the door a broken man, unable to do anything for his wife whom he loved so much.

"Morning Sarg," Jack said as he arrived at work the next morning. "Sarg, I need to talk to you about Jonah Abrahams, it's important."

"Alright but right now I need to speak to you Constable. We've found you a new partner."

"Really? About time."

"That'll be enough cheek out of you Holden. Here she comes. Kate Macintyre meet your new partner Jack Holden. Jack meet Kate."

Jack turned around and saw a very familiar face walk through the door.

"Kate!" Jack cried.

"Jack?" Kate said surprised.

"You two know each other?" the Sarg questioned.

"Oh yeah," replied Kate, "we go way back."