A/N: Ok here's number 3. No reviews so far, so I can only take that as no one having any complaints. The story is now heading in a completely different direction than the show and is entirely of my own imagination. I've said it twice before, but please review, I really want to know what people think of where I take this.

I hope you all enjoy this next part!

Part 3:

The drive was long and tense. They both felt horrible about what had happened in Ramsay Street even though they knew that it was bound to happen one day. Angus gripped the wheel with both hands, his knuckles going white with strain.

"Rach, I'm so sorry, I never wanted it to happen this way. I didn't want to come between you and your family. I honestly thought that things would be better once I got out," Angus apologised; pain and sadness clear in his voice. Rachel turned from the window and gazed at him. She smiled softly and placed her hand on his leg.

"Don't be sorry, you've nothing to apologise for. If my family can't get over themselves enough to see how true our feelings are then they can suffer. I love you and I don't want to lose you. Anyway, things can only get better from here," she laughed lightly, giving his leg a squeeze. He smiled at her and slipped his left hand from the wheel so that it covered hers.

"I love you too," he replied sincerely. He turned his attention back to the road and they fell into a comfortable silence. Rachel smiled at Angus once more then turned to stare out the window again, leaving her hand on his leg. She watched as tree after tree flew past the window, each one bringing her closer to her new life. She felt as though with each passing tree a little bit of her old life disappear. A little piece of the old Rachel vanished and a piece of the new Rachel took its place.

She leaned her head back against the headrest and closed her eyes. She hadn't realised how tired she was until her eyes had closed. As the warm arms of sleep wrapped themselves around her she felt Angus squeeze her hand gently and place it on her lap. She smiled in her sleepy state then lost herself in the realm of dreams.

He smiled as he caught a glimpse of her lying back against the chair, her eyes closed. He ran his hand over hers and gave it a squeeze as he pulled it gently from his leg and placed it on her lap. He had never felt happier in his life. He had the love of his life beside him and they were about to start a new life together.

"Rach, wake up baby, we're here," he said softly as he gently nudged her. She groaned slightly as she opened her eyes. She smiled when her sleepy eyes fell on the face she loved. She couldn't wait to be able to wake up every morning and see his handsome face beside her. She sat up straight in the seat and glanced out the window.

The town on the other side of the glass was not what she was expecting. She wasn't expecting skyscrapers or huge apartment buildings, but she wasn't expecting this either. Outside her window was a small town main street. She could clearly see a bank, bakery, newsagency, post office, and supermarket. In front of the car was a zebra crossing. A group of school students strolled lazily across the zebra crossing, staring openly at the newcomers in the car.

"Yeah, we are," she smiled as she leaned over and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. "So, where do we live? I'm assuming that it's not in the supermarket," she laughed as she gestured to the building directly opposite her window. Angus laughed too.

"No, we don't live in the supermarket," he agreed, "We just stopped here so I could get some supplies. We are going to live down the road a bit." He pointed down the road ahead of them. "Wanna see our new home?" he asked. Rachel nodded and he started the car.

"Wow, this is nice," Rachel commented as they pulled their suitcases from the car. She dropped her bag on the footpath and gazed up at her new home. The house was simple yet tasteful. It was a small brick house with a pretty, neat front garden. Climbers covered the arch over the front-path that led to an old fashioned wooden front door. Rose bushes lined the front of the house, and tulips lined to path. The driveway next to the house led to a single car garage.

"Shall we?" Angus gestured with a suitcase laden hand toward to house.

"Yeah, let's go," Rachel grinned. She grabbed her bags and followed Angus up the path. They stopped at the front door as Angus searched for the key. He smiled nervously as he patted his pockets. When he finally located the key he held it in front of the lock with an unsteady hand. He wasn't nervous about starting a new life with Rachel; he loved her and he knew that wasn't going to change, he was just worried that one day she'd wake up and regret leaving her old life for him. Somehow she seemed to sense his discomfort and placed an arm around him, pulling him into a sideways embrace.

"Come on, we can't stand out here all day," she joked. He laughed and slipped the key into the lock. The inside of the house was classic in style. There were no fancy lights or mouldings on the walls, just ordinary cream coloured walls. To the immediate left of the front door was the living room. To the right was the dining room. The dining room contained one of the two entrances into the kitchen, the other being further down the hall. Just past the living room was the bathroom, next to that was the toilet. Right at the back of the house was the bedroom.

They carried their bags down the hall and dumped them unceremoniously on the floor of what was to be their bedroom. There was no furniture in the house, which was going to prove quite a problem. Between them they had almost a thousand dollars, but that was only through raiding every savings account they had.

Angus smiled as he watched Rachel survey their new home. He was excited at the prospect of living with Rachel and taking care of her, which is what he was always taught was a man's job; to care for his wife. Even though Rachel wasn't his wife he hoped that one day she might be. She turned to face him and a grin lit up her face. She let out an excited squeal and ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and swung her around in a similar fashion as to when he was released from jail.

He lowered her to the ground and pressed a loving kiss upon her lips. She smiled against his lips and deepened the kiss. His tongue traced her lips as they parted, allowing his tongue to enter in the sweet dance of love with hers. They pulled apart slowly, resting their foreheads together.

"We have some shopping to do I do believe," Angus whispered, his eyes still closed, simply enjoying the closeness.

"Yeah, we do," Rachel sighed. She moved away from him and opened one of her bags. After a minute of searching she pulled out a handbag. She checked that it contained her purse before leading the way back out to the car.