A/N: The Campbell Cuties are me and my friends who are David Tennant fans.

Chapter Six

"Easy," Marcy said while Campbell slowly walked up the three steps that lead to the remote radio station and the music played around them. The inside of the remote radio station was cluttered with old coffee cups, fast food boxes and papers as he looked around and his head nearly scraped the ceiling.

"It's a bit cramped," he said as he looked around while she sat down one of the chairs and patted the chair next to her. Walking to the chair, he sat down when he felt a twinge of pain moving up his right side and sighed, sitting back in the chair.

"You ok, Love?"

"Aye," he said, nodding his head.

"I still dinnae understand why you agreed tae do this. Manic Mike…"

"Is an unfunny, boring git," Campbell said as she smiled and nodded her head, placing the earphones on.

"Aye, that's true. Now, put your ears on," she said as he placed the earphones on and she counted down then pointed at him.

"Good afternoon, Glasgow, this is Campbell Bain's Loony Tunes Show and I AM Campbell Bain. We're being broadcast live at the Glastonbury Festival. So come on down tae hear great music and enjoy the party! Let's get this party start with…" he said when he reached over to take a record out of the box when the pain roared up his right side and he gasped for air. "Ow, now that hurt!"

"Let me do it," Marcy said when she took the record out of the box and placed the record on the player.

"The voice you are hearing is that of my producer, Marcy McKay," he said with a wink as she softly laughed and ruffled his hair. "Now, for those of you who are wondering what is wrong with me, I recently had my appendix out and I'm feeling a wee bit tender. So just hang on while I figure out how tae do this without pain, ok?"

Marcy pushed the button as the song blared over the speakers and Campbell turned the mike off, sitting back in the chair.

"Look, if you're nae up for this, I can…"

"You can drop it, ok?" he asked as he half closed his eyes and she reached over, placing her hand on top of his. Between the pain medication and his usual medication for his manic/depressive condition, he had become edgy and grumpy and he looked at her hand, sighed and wrapped his fingers around hers. "Sorry, Love, it's the drugs."

"Well, you better cheer up. Your fan club's here," she said with a nod of her head and he slowly sat up, looking out the window. Standing in front of the remote radio station were several young women as they shyly waved to him and Campbell smiled, waving back.

"If someone had told me a year ago that I'd have a group of fan girls following me around, I'd tell them they'd need sectioning," he said as she gently punched his shoulder and he laughed. The song ended as he turned the mike back on and brushed the hair from his eyes. "Well, it looks like my ladies have arrived! Hello Ladies!"

"Hello!" the young women shouted then giggled and he wiggled a finger for them to come closer.

"So, Ladies, how've you been?"

"We're good. It's a shame that you're feeling poorly," Kay said, brushing some of her hair behind her ear.

"Aye, it's nae going tae be any fun with you like this," Sallee said.

"And who said we're nae going tae have fun?!" he asked, standing up and nearly banged his head on the ceiling. The young women giggled as he shrugged one shoulder and opened the little side window, handing Kay the clipboard. "See anything you like?"

"Just you," she whispered as a blush moved across her cheeks and Campbell gave her a wink. Liz, Carol, Nikki, Lisa, Karen, Flavia, Lynette, Kriss, Lilli, Jackie, Shona, Mel, Shelly, Sandy and Sue laughed when Kay pointed to one of the songs as he looked at the playlist then nodded, sitting down.

"Right, this next song goes out tae…um, what do you call yourselves, by the way?"

"We're Campbell's Cuties!" Shelly shouted as he lifted one eyebrow and softly laughed.

"Ok, this goes out tae my wonderful Campbell's Cuties!" he said then placed the needle on the record and the music filled the air. He watched the young women dancing as he bobbed his head to the song and Marcy placed her hand on top of his, gently squeezing his fingers.

The rock music played in the background while Campbell finished shaving and looked in the mirror. Wearing only a white undershirt and a pair of blue underpants, he softly hummed when he had the feeling that he was being watched and turned to his left.

"Well, hello," he said when Logan walked inside the bathroom and looked up at him.

"Are you and Mummy going out again?" he asked as Campbell leaned against the sink and smiled at him.

"Aye, we are."

"But you said we'd go to the movies tonight," Logan said, grinding the toe of his sneaker into the tile.

"Och, I forgot all aboot that," Campbell said when he reached for a towel and wiped the leftover shaving cream off his face. Half running into the other room, he pulled the jeans on then his converse sneakers as he stood up and took Logan's hand. They walked out of the room when they stopped in the living room and Campbell's heart jumped in his chest. He looked down at the black open toe shoes then drifted up Marcy's shapely legs as he looked at the tight, form fitting blue dress that hugged the curves of her body and stopped when he came to where the dress cupped her breasts. The spaghetti straps hugged her shoulders as her hair floated around them and the diamond ear rings dangled from her earlobes.

"Blimey, she's gorgeous!" Campbell thought as he smiled at her and she walked closer, sliding her arms around his waist but was careful not to touch his stitches.

"What do you think?" Marcy asked as he looked down at her breasts and she smiled, lifting his chin up. "Um, my eyes are up here."

"Ah, aye, I know. It's just that you look…You…Bugger," he stammered as she softly laughed and a blush crept across his face, making his freckles stand out on his pale skin.

"Mummy, you cannae wear that tae the movies," Logan said when she blinked then looked down at him then looked at Campbell.

"I promised him we'd go tae the movies tonight," Campbell said as Logan nodded and she gave Campbell a slightly stunned look.

"You're blowing me off for a kiddie movie?" she teased and he nodded. "Well, it's a good thing that I'm the forgiving type."

"Tomorrow night then?" he asked and she nodded.

"But I think you better go put on a jumper. It's cold out," she said as he tried hard not to jump into the air, nodded and half ran down the hallway, going inside his room.

"You look really pretty, Mummy," Logan said as she smiled down at him when someone knocked on the door and she looked at the door, frowning. "Who's that?"

"I dinnae know," she said as she walked to the door and looked through the security hole. Her heart slammed in her chest when she removed the safety chain then opened the door and the man standing in front of her smiled.

"Hello, Marcy," he said with a nod of his head.

"Peter," she whispered as her heart slammed against her ribs and Logan peeked out from behind her legs.