Moira was finishing her drink quickly, Faith had left straight after Cain and she was concerned that the scene in the pub hadn't ended there. It was the first time she had met the woman, she had heard stories, more so from Chas, Cain hated to talk about his childhood, it was always a rare thing for him, although she had a story that had haunted her since the rare occasion he had opened up. Shadrach and Faith had been arguing on and off for days, Cain had done everything possible to protect his sister from the upset and fear he faced on a daily basis. Although on this occasion he had been unable to protect her, he was ten years old and his Dad had spent three hours beating him, his Mum had done nothing, she had watched her child be beaten by a grown adult, Shadrach had been blinding drunk, not that Cain excused him for that. Cain had never felt pain like it, he had kicked and punched him, spat on him as he lay sobbing on the floor, Cain described this particular beating as a turning point, the day he stopped letting his father see how much he had broken him. After this incident Shadrach had stormed out leaving Faith furious at her lack of control over the situation, knowing her son could take no more, she forced him to watch his little sister, the only reason he had stuck around so long take a beating meant for him. He was to weak to stop her and Moira had known how much it had broken him, his life torn apart in ways he couldn't begin to describe. He had opened up to Moira on Christmas day a few years ago, he had cried in her arms as he told her this was the reason he regularly lashed out. She downed the last mouthful of her drink and slammed her glass down. "Moira" Chas spoke and she turned to face her former Sister-in-law, she had a fearful look in her eyes "Just remember however angry he is, he is he victim, even though he will never admit it"

"It's not my problem any more"

"You really believe that, you have completely washed your hands?"

"We are getting divorced, we are finished". Moira headed for the door, despite what she had just said she would never stop caring, she always would love him.

Arriving back at the farm Moira could hear the crashes and banging coming from the caravan, she ran over quickly and pulled the door open, the inside was smashed beyond repair and Cain was punching the wall, blood pouring from his hand, she stood frozen, she could leave her husband on his path to self destruct and leave him in his now sorry state or she helped him, calmed him the way she always did, pieced his very fragile pieces back together, to repair the damage that woman had caused him tonight. "Cain" she called and she moved inside, his eyes were raging and she was struggling to recall a time when she and seen him quite like this, she couldn't. She moved to him and grabbed his arm "Cain stop"

"GET OUT" he screamed as he pushed her away, his eyes glazed over, she wasn't sure he even knew it was her

"Cain, please stop" she spoke quietly and his eyes met hers "You are not this person anymore, don't let her change it"

"I will always be that thug that everyone hates, that nobody wants to stay close to out of fear of getting hurt".

"No, not any more. I know you are a good decent man"

"You don't now me at all then"

"You really believe that?" she asked "Because I think I know you better than anyone" she sighed "Especially better than your sorry excuse for a mother" she moved to him and held her hand out "Come inside and let me clean your hands up".

Moira had cleaned his hands and made him a coffee, although he had asked for something stronger. She had noticed he was very quiet now, his anger turned to sadness, the look in is eye, pure regret and shame of his behaviour. He was broken, she reached out to his hand and he pulled back. "Cain, remember this is her, not you" he shook his head and she smiled "I loved you, more than I ever thought possible". She reached for his hand again "Cain, you are a good man, an amazing Dad and the best husband I could of asked for". He moved quickly across the table and crashed his lips to hers. She pulled back quickly "Cain, don't"

"Why, you just said you love me, I was the best husband"

"I did and you were" she glanced down "You really hurt me though and I can't get past that".

"Because I am poison and I hurt you the way I hurt everyone" he stood up and headed for the door

"Cain" she shouted "You don't have to go". She frowned as he slammed the door closed after himself. Moira did love him and she always would but what had happened between him and Charity had hurt, it had destroyed her. She pushed up from the table and headed over to the door, she locked it before moving through her home and up stairs to have a bath. She couldn't worry about Cain now, he wasn't her problem, she had enough of her own problems, she was still trying to come to terms with loosing her daughter. She climbed into the bath and sunk under the water.

Chas had not been in the party spirt after Cain and her mother had left. People were gossiping and she hated that, although Cain was often at the top of the gossips list. It never got any easier, she still hated how people saw him, after all, he was a changed man, Moira had seen to that. She collected a few glasses from the tables outside. Seeing the woman sat on the bench across the road, she placed the glasses to the table and crossed over. "Still here?" she asked as she rested next to her mother

"I want to see my grandkids Chas"

"They might not want to see you" she snapped back " Aaron, he barely knows you, Debs isn't around anymore and Kyle has never met you, you shouldn't be here"

"Well I wanted to see you, you are my daughter"

"And Cain is your son and look how you treated him, I don't want you here"

"You and Cain are very different, you were good and kind, he is evil"

"He is what you and Dad made him"

"A mindless, good for nothing thug"

"No, he is your son, my brother and he is not the man he used to be, the man you made him, he changed when he started out with Moira, she made him the man he is, the man who adores her unconditionally, in a way I have never seen him love before. The man I love, who I am proud to call my brother. A decent person, far more decent than you"

"You almost sounded convinced then, but if that's the case, why is his wife leaving him?"

"There is a lot going on you don't understand, Moira has a lot going on"

"Then convince me, tell me all the details, help me win him round?". Chas looked at her "He is my son after all"

"Then talk to him, I won't tell you anything you can use against him"

"Where are your priorities girl?"

"With my brother. They will always be with Cain" . Chas rose to her feet before heading towards the pub.

Moira pulled her blue fluffy dressing gown tightly round her as she crossed the farm to the caravan, it was now fast approaching midnight but his light was still on, she stopped outside and tapped lightly on the door. A few minutes passed before he opened for her. "Moira" he spoke "What are you doing here?" he stepped aside and ushered her in from the cold.

"I came to see you are alright?"

"On top of the world, my mother thinks I am the devil reincarnated, you hate me, with good reason and my bed is broken" he gestured to the seat he normally pulled into a double bed

"What happened to the bed?"

"Took the brunt of my anger"

"I don't hate you" her eyes moved back from the bed to his face "I will never hate you Cain"

"I wouldn't blame you if you did" he moved back to the bed and continued with trying to fix it "Stupid thing" he stressed

"Listen, I have two spare rooms, come inside for the night, it makes much more sense than being out here, fix this in the morning".