The bed is warm and she really doesn't want to wake up because waking up would mean facing the world again, Molly wasn't even sure what day it really was. Hell what week it even was.
She feels the bed shifting next to her and she assumes it's Adam who has got in there with her some time through the early morning, he usually crept in there and she would wake up and see this dark haired little boy on the pillows next to her.
It seems to get harder each day that passes and there is no word of them finding Charles or any of the others for that matter.
The bed shifts again and this time Molly looks over and into the face of her ex husband in bed next to her; he's smiling before biting down on his lip. She loved it when he does that. "Charles" she said softly and he let his lip go and pulls her into a hug. "Oh Charles, I thought that you were gone"
"You were dreaming Molly, I've been in bed next to you all night" he said in the hug and held onto her. She must be dreaming if she thought that he had gone. He had been here like he said.
Molly froze a little before she pulled back and looked at him, her eyes on his brown ones and she put her hands against his chest; he felt very very real. Yet she was more than convinced that he had gone to Syria and they were looking for him right now as she was here with him. "Oh I must've had a terrible dream then" she muttered and shook her head. Unfortunately it felt real and heartbreaking.
He put his hand on her cheek and caressed it for a moment before he leaned down and kissed her softly. Charles loved the feel of her lips against his and more so this morning than he has ever before. He felt Molly sink into his kiss and then he rolled her so that she was on her back in bed and he was hovering over her; their lips still moving with each others.
Molly moved her hands from his chest to his shoulders and pulled him down on her to which he willingly did, she put her leg up by his and for a moment they were connected by their lips. There were times like this when they were first married that they couldn't keep their hands to themselves and if they woke up together then this was what they would spend their time doing and even arriving at their work late.
Sometimes it turned into them taking off the small amount of clothes they had on in bed and losing themselves in passion and each other. Like she wanted to do right now because of the fact they had woken up together in the bed that...unfortunately he never slept in.
This bed was new and she was starting to realise that just when there is a loud noise ringing through the room.
"What is that?" She asks after pulling away from his lips and looking around the room because it sounds so familiar and so very close.
Molly hears the vibrating as it moves across something solid and realises that it's her mobile phone and that the alarm was going off and this was all just a dream and that Charles wasn't here with her, not in her bed and not his lips against hers at all.
"Stay with me" he says after a moment and then leans down to kiss her lips again but this time it's in the corner and he moves his lips down across her cheek to her jawline to kiss along it before moving down to her neck.
"I really wish that I could but I have to get up" the buzzing was now so loud that she wasn't sure if he heard her or not but he was smiling down at her like an angel with a golden halo around his dark curly hair. It made her heart lurch in her chest, did that halo mean that he had died in Syria and that Elvis would be bringing back his body?
"Are you alive?" Molly shouted this over the buzzing but he kept smiling at her and then pulling away and getting further and further from her as the light from her curtains starts to poke at her eyes and she finally wakes up and grabs hold of the mobile and turns her alarm off.
Molly sits up and runs both hands over her face then into her hair as she tries to calm her heart down, she hasn't had a dream like that before not even when they were married and on tours each and it was making her fear the worse. Unfortunately she hasn't heard anything from Elvis or Bones for that matter and going to work had been hard especially when she was just waiting for some sort of news, one way or another.
She hasn't heard anything from Pam either which isn't surprising because she would still blame Molly for the fact that Charles had been angry at her when he left for Syria. Although she thought she might've heard something by now, maybe to ask if she had heard anything but it was silent on her end. The thing was that she liked Robert, he wasn't anything like Pam, he was more laid back than anything but she guessed that he too had been forbiddened to talk to her.
Molly finally managed to get up from bed and get herself and Adam something to eat before they both got dressed and brushed their teeth, she had to smile when she looked in the mirror over the skin and her small boy was brushing his teeth with his blue Captain America toothbrush. Molly wasn't sure what she would do if Charles didn't come back alive but if there was any sign of him or the others alive then surely they would've been back by now? Surely there would have been some sort of word.
Adam grabbed his stuff for his child minders and Molly made sure that she had everything that she needed, it was cold out and with Autumn well and truly in force the mornings had Molly heating the car up before they even left the house.
Molly dropped Adam off at Elizabeth's house and promised that she would come and pick him up once she was done with work and kissed his head before he ran off to play with Michaela and Joe and Elizabeth smiled before looking over at Molly.
"Any word yet?" she asked and leaned against the door.
Molly shook her head and wished that there had been something that had come her way. Something that someone had told her but it seems like they didn't have any information to really give her other than they were still looking for Charles and the others. "Hopefully soon" she smiled and then waved at Adam and blew him a kiss before she looked back at Elizabeth "Thank you for looking after him today"
"No trouble at all" Elizabeth admitted, if they couldn't help each other out then what was the point of being friends? Plus Adam would be starting school at some point.
"Still, thanks" Molly admitted and waved again at Adam before she got back into her car and drove to the barracks that she would be working at today.
It was a few days between Bonfire Night and Remembrance Sunday and today she hoped there would be some news on the man that she still loved with everything in her. Unfortunately not but at least she hasn't had that second knock at the door yet, that was both comforting and a little worrying because at least then she would know exactly what was going on.
Molly just wanted to get on with what she needed to get on with before she could go home because in honestly she didn't feel like being here today. It was the first time in a very long time when she didn't want to be anywhere near base. She helped with taking kit off a lorry that had not long come in. It felt nice to just keep her mind off of everything that was going on in her own life. She wasn't sure when she would actually get any news but if Elvis had gone out there to find Charles then there was a good possibility that he would find him no matter what.
Molly had been tempted to text Georgie to see if she knew anything but every time she went to press send she just couldn't bring herself to actually text the other woman, she was her friend and had been there when she needed someone but right now she would rather just deal with this herself. Belinda had come to see her a few days ago but in honesty her mother had got on her nerves more so than she had been helping, she kept fussing over Molly and she didn't want that. Molly wasn't sick, she wasn't injured, she was missing her ex husband and had wanted to get him back at all costs but every time she tried to explain that she just found herself walking away from her mother for a while so that she could just breathe.
She loved her mother more than anything but what she had needed was someone to understand and unfortunately Belinda didn't.
Her thoughts turned to Sandra and she wondered just how she was doing and Molly had been thinking that maybe she could see if she could find her and maybe they could sit down and have a talk. It wasn't as if Sandra had gone through something like that every day. It was just the fact that she had been taken because of her nationality. Someone liked taking British women and selling them on the markets.
Molly counted the stuff and then looked down at her clipboard to make sure that they had everything in that had been stated on the sheet of paper and when she found that everything was there she would tick it off and then go back to checking everything else. She remembered doing this before she went out to Sierra Leone and all the stuff that she had to make sure they had, now she was trying to make sure they had everything brought back to the base.
She signed the paper to say that everything had been there and handed it over to the crew that would put the stuff away.
Jeeps moved back and forth passed her but she never looked up until one stopped a little bit away from her and she ignored it, it was usually some person that wanted to check that everything had been brought back. It wasn't until she saw the guy that she had been working with, Andrews she thinks he said, look up that she moved her eyes over to who had vacated the jeep and there standing there was the very guy that she had been waiting to see.
Surprisingly there didn't seem to be anything broken, Charles had actually come back from a tour without being hurt and for that she was really relieved. Molly stood there for a moment just watching him and then she moved, more like ran, towards him and put her arms around him. He caught her well enough and held onto her tightly. His arms holding on to her like there was no one else in this world that he would rather be hugging right now. He was home and that was all that was important.
Molly closed her eyes and thanked God, even though she wasn't religious or anything, that he was here with her and that he was okay. Or at least he looked okay but whatever was going on in his head was a little different than to the outside injuries.
They continued to hold on to each other for a moment before she pulled back and looked up at him, her love was home, and she felt that her heart was pounding hard in her chest because of the fact that he was home and here and she just didn't want to let him go again.
He put his hands on her cheeks and his lips on hers and gave her the first kiss she has had in a little while. He was out in Syria longer than he would've liked especially when it came to the fact that Special Forces were sent into get them out after the airstrike that really shouldn't have happened without their knowledge.
The kiss lasted for a moment before she was the first to pull away, a movement that looked like hurt him but she just wanted to know what had happened or if anyone else was safe. Molly needed to know if the team that he had gone out with, 2 Section, was still alright. They had been her team before she married him and unfortunately after their divorce she asked to be assigned to another team away from Charles but now she regrets that.
"Is everyone else alright? Anyone hurt?" Molly knew that she was asking too many questions but honestly she didn't know how to get the words out otherwise.
Charles looked down at the floor, after moving his hands from her cheeks, for a moment and swallowed hard. He shook his head, no not everyone was alright. He brought his eyes up to look at her once more "Brains and Fingers were badly hurt and it's touch and go right now"