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Chapter number 31. Give me a belt!

Martha sat by herself on a couch in the Holden's lounge room, noises could be heard from the dinning room down the hall that she'd excused herself from only a few minutes ago. She could heard laughter and joking, all in fading voices that were overpowered by the constant ticking of the circular wall clock that had her full attention, it was six thirty, only and hour till Jack would be able to be picked up from the station. She didn't know what to think, she didn't have a clue whether all this was good or bad.

"Sean's still alive," she whispered softly to herself, holding her stomach tight and rocking back and forth slightly as if it were cold. "He was dead," She panicked, seeming scared. "He's been alive, but he was dead," She added, shaking as she spoke to the empty room, sending her brain into a knot of confusing gibberish that had no end of explanation. She tried to think about the fact that Jack was coming home, it was good news, but now all she wished was that he'd finished Sean off properly. She knew it sounded horrible, but she couldn't help it.

"Hey I was wondering where you'd gotten to," Rose said smiling as she walked through the door to the lounge room, holding a champaign glass in one hand. Then she saw the state Martha was in. "Martha what's wrong?" she asked, walking over to her and placing her glass down on the coffee table, sitting next to her.

"Everything," She told her dully. "When Tony first said that Jack was coming home I couldn't be happier, but then he told me why and all I could think about is how horrible it is that Sean's not dead... I mean, what kind of person does that make me? I want him dead," She sobbed.

"It makes you perfectly human Martha," Rose told her, sympathizing with her. "Everyone's got people they don't like."

"Yeah but they don't want them dead."

"Sometimes yes. Look, it's only a bad thing if you actually plan on killing him yourself".

"I guess so." Martha agreed, trying to smile slightly.

"Now come on, cheer up, Sean's behind bars where he belongs and Jack's coming home, there's nothing bad about any of that. And desert's next, it's Beth's famous double chocolate mud cake," Rose told her handing Martha a tissue out of the tissue box sitting on the coffee table.

"Well I couldn't miss getting a piece of that then could I?" Martha smiled again, happily this time, and gratefully took the tissue, wiping away her tears and getting up and looking at Rose who was still sitting down. "Come on, if we don't get there this century Lucas and Tony would of already scoffed our cake for us!" She exclaimed in a huff, she couldn't possibly miss out on some of Beth's cake.

"Yeah they probably would" she giggled. "One day they'll make themselves sick from eating so much".

"No their Holden's," Martha answered, before the two girls cracked up in laughter.

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"Is it all in place?" The unknown voice of a man asked, as the door of a dark pitch black cellar opened and let in rays of light at the top of the stairs and a woman stepped in.

"Just as planed, they fell for it better then we thought," She told him smiling and evil smirk as she made her way down the concrete staircase and let the figure take her hand and guide her across the room.

"Good, good, you've done well, soon revenge will be ours".

"Mmm," She nodded, closing her eyes for a second. "And it sounds beautiful already," She sighed.

"It certainly does" he agreed, "it certainly does".

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Jack sat on the chair in his cell as he watched the bars that he'd been trapped by slowly open, it was like a dream, an unbelievable dream that he'd had many of the nights he'd been in here, except this time it was actually happening, he'd even pinched himself a few times to check. The sliding bars slowly came to a halt with one loud creek and a guard appeared holding out the cloths that Jack had worn when he arrived here a year and a half ago, finally he'd be able to wear something other than these horrible prison clothes.

"Thanks," Jack smiled, greatfully taking his collared shirt and pants, putting them on quickly after the guard left.

"Hello, hello, haven't seen you in a long time," Lara's voice grabbed his attention.

"Hey," Jack exclaimed, spinning around towards her, not realizing that he'd lost weight since he got sent here. Gravity took action and his pants fell right off him, making Lara crack up in laughter and leaving Jack humiliated. "They fit fine last time I wore them," Jack said, pulling his pants back up around his hips.

"Well they don't anymore" she giggled, "anyway come on we've got to get you back to the station".

"Yeah I can't wait to get out of this place," Jack told her, still red from embarrassment as he walked out into the corridor.

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"You called for me?" Peter asked as he came to the cell that Sean was in.

"I know who it was," Sean shot out as soon as he looked up and saw Peter standing there.

"What?" Peter gasped.

"The familiar voice, I know who it was" he explained, leaning forward on his chair and talking a little softer, "Matt's wife".

"Matt had a wife?" Peter asked in confusion.

"Yeah, her name's Jemma Grieve."

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"Shouldn't he be back by now?" Martha winged to Tash who was sitting next to her, Tony had left to get Jack half an hour ago and he still wasn't back.

"Oh for the millionth time, he'll get here when he gets here!" Tash grumbled.

"Sorry I just want him back here," Martha sighed.

"Yeah we all do."

"Jack's here!" Lucas called out from down the hall.

Tash jumped to her feet and went to leave the room before turning back around to Martha, "well come on don't just sit there."

"Ok I'm coming" she said also jumping up and making her way down the hallway to where Jack and Tony were already standing with the other's around him.

"Well I'll go get you a belt from upstairs," Tony suggested.

"Yeah thanks."

"Why? What's wrong with you pants?" Lucas asked.

"It's a long story," Jack tried to save himself the embarrassment, before his dad got a word in.

"He lost to much weight and they fell down right in front of Lara" Tony told them, making everybody else laugh.

"Great I'm never going to live this one down am I?" Jack sighed.

"Nope, not while I'm around" Lucas grinned.

"Thanks" Jack said sarcastically.

"Well I'm sure you'll get back to eating normally soon." Beth told him. "Which reminds me we've still got a big piece of chocolate cake left over from dinner."

"Hey you told us there was none left," Lucas exclaimed putting his hands on his hips.

"None that was going in your mouth," Beth laughed.

"Aww poor baby," Maddie tease him.

"So anyway we have to get going" Robbie announced. "Glad to have you back with us mate," He said patting Jack on the back.

"Yeah we'll see you soon," Tash added, going to give Jack a hug but stopping. "Actually I'll give you a hug when your not going to lose your pants."

"Yeah thanks."

"Bye."

"Yeah see ya," Jack said as Robbie and Tash left. When he turned back around Rose, Boyd, Maddie and Lucas were standing around chatting and Martha could be seen sitting down on a chair on the opposite side of the room, and without thinking he made his way over to her, still holding his pants up on one side.

"Hey," he smiled.

"Hey you," she smiled back at him. "So how does it feel to be free?"

"Actually it hasn't sunk in properly yet. It seems more like a dream really," He told her.

"Well I'm glad your home."

"Me too, no more being locked up, and I get my job back," She said proudly.

"That's great," She answered, starting to feel slightly uncomfortable. She didn't know what things were going to be like between her and Jack, and now wasn't the time to bring it into the conversation.

"Here you go," Tony interrupted handing Jack a belt.

"Thanks dad."

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