Chapter number 32. Moving to quick.

"Broom, broom, broom" Dylan imitated a car as he pushed his toy car along a play mat road in the living room.

"Watch out Daddy's police car's catching up" Jack warned, pushing a toy police car as he laughed and played with his son just like he'd wanted to for so long.

"Uh oh".

Martha watched from the other side of the room and smiled as she watched Jack and Dylan, she hadn't seen ether of them this happy in a while, and it was nice to watch. Jack made a great dad, even if he'd been away for a long time.

"So should I arrest him or let him go?" Jack asked Martha jokingly.

"Let him go" Martha chuckled, "you can't arrest him, the cars to small".

"Good point, I'll just have to carry him to the police station myself" Jack said tickling Dylan and lifting him up in the air. Dylan just giggled, he was having so much fun.

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"Wait a minute" Lara started in shock of what Peter just told her, "Matt got married?"

"Yeah".

""Please don't tell me it's Jemma Grief" she begged, but the immediate look on Peters face answered it all, "oh my goodness that boy was dumber than I thought".

"So you know Jemma then?"

"Yeah her and Matt were dating in high school, she didn't know I was his sister though, Matt always liked to tell people he was an only child, she was a nasty piece of work too" Lara explained.

"What kind of stuff did she do?"

"Well maybe I should just tell you what she didn't do, that girl used to be the cause of everything that went wrong around town and at school. She lit fires, got arrested for suspected murder, and she was one of the nastiest pieces of work in the local gang".

"Really? Did she have any connections?" Peter asked in curiosity.

"Oh yeah, like half a million, the guy that committed the murder she was a suspect for knew her, not that the police could prove that she had anything to do with it, but we all knew the truth. Anyway what's Jemma got to do with any of these questions you keep asking me?"

"Well..." Peter started.

"Well what?"

"I when and saw Sean today and he said that she was one of the people holding him captive" Peter explained, "and by the sound of her I'm not surprised ether".

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"Well we better get you home Dilly, big dog went to bed a very long time ago" Martha told Dylan who was sitting on the couch next to Jack with his feet dangling in the air.

"Oh but mum-" Dylan protested before letting out a loud yawn.

"Why don't you too just stay here tonight" Beth suggested, we've got spare rooms.

"You sure that's ok?"

"Of course, your family, your welcome here anytime sweet" Beth told her, "Now lets get you off to bed little man" Beth said to Dylan, picking him up and carrying him on her hip up the stairs.

"He's a great kid isn't he" Jack smiled.

"Yeah most of the time, he has his moments" Martha answered. Walking over to Jack and sitting down next to him.

"Well all kids do" Jack added, "but that's just life".

"True. You know he takes after you in some ways" Martha commented.

"Really and how might that be?"

"Well he absolutely can't stand spiders, he hates putting things away and he loves his footy".

"That's good to here, New South Wales supporter I hope".

"No actually, he's a Queensland supporter, influenced by his Uncle Boyd".

"Well that's something we'll have to work on then" Jack laughed.

"Hey what's wrong with Queensland?" Martha asked, pretending to be offended.

"Oh don't tell me you've been converted too?" Jack rolled his eyes.

"Maybe" she laughed.

"Well it should be easy to convince you if your not sure then".

"Oh really and how do you plan on doing that then hey?"

"Well there's many ways, like this" Jack told her, placing his hands on her sides and tickling her.

Martha pushed herself back on the couch until she was lying down with Jack hovering over her, "don't" she giggled from his hands tickling her sides, "ok, ok" she said, putting her hands up ether side of her like she had been defeated.

"Ok what?" Jack asked, taking his hands away from her sides and placing them ether side of Martha to keep himself up.

"Ok I've been converted to the blues" she smiled at him innocently. Jack studied her, she looked so beautiful, her hair fell on the couch around her head so that it didn't cover up any of her flawless face, her eyes sparkled like stars, looking back at his. He lowered his face slowly until it was only centimeters away from hers. "Is this one of your conversion methods?" she whispered softly before his face moved closer and his lips captured hers.

At first the gesture was a shock to Martha, but almost imediently she responded as she felt Jack's lips moving against hers, she took in a deep breath of air through her nose and placed her hands on the sides of Jack, moving them quickly along his back until they'd crossed over. She could feel her heart pounding, racing at a million kilometers an hour, and gently she closed her eyes and let out a low moan.

Jack also closed his eyes, thinking about how lucky he felt, then all of a sudden he had a mental picture of Serena, making his soul feel guilty, and he pulled away quickly.

When Jack pulled away Martha's head kicked in and realized what was wrong, making her too feel guilty and uncomfortable, "I, um-" she muttered, sliding herself to one side of the couch as Jack lifted himself up orquadly and sat himself down properly on the other side.

"I should, um" Jack got his tongue court, "I should go to bed" he said getting up and walking away, he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Martha placed her elbow on her knee and hit her hand down hard into the palm of her hand, "why does it always have to go wrong?" she mumbled then got up, she needed some sleep herself.

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