'Afternoon, Carla... How are things?' Rita asks smiling as Carla makes her way into the Cabin.
'Hi, Rita. Things are good thanks, what about you?' Carla replies placing some magazines on the top of Freya's pram.
'Fine, thanks. How's the little one coming on? Freya, isn't it?' Rita asks and Carla nods her head.
'Freya Michelle... She's great, getting so big.' Carla admits smiling in the pram at her daughter.
'How old is she now?' Rita asks.
'Nearly four months... It's crazy how fast it's gone.' Carla replies smiling as she makes her way over to the cash desk.
'They grow up so fast. Can I have a peek at her?' Rita asks and Carla nods her head.
'Course.' She replies smiling. She lifts the magazines off the pram and pushes the canopy down allowing Rita to get a better view.
'Oh she's beautiful, Carla... Looks just like her mummy.' Rita says and Carla smiles.
'I'm just glad she doesn't look like her father.' Carla admits reaching down and gently touching Freya's cheek.
'Mmm... He not around then?' Rita asks.
'Of course not... He's on the run with Tracy, doesn't want anything to do with Freya. Not that I'm complaining.' Carla replies.
'Well you seem to be doing a great job on your own.' Rita says smiling as she makes her way back round to the till and begins ringing up Carla's items.
'Hey... I thought I saw you coming in here.' Nick says smiling as he makes his way into the Cabin. She turns around, a smile automatically appearing on her face as she sees him.
'Hey, you... I was going to come see you later.' Carla replies smiling.
'Oh yeah?' He says and she nods her head.
'Mmhmm... Thought we could maybe talk.' She replies and he smiles.
'Okay. I was just heading back to mine. We could talk there?' He suggests and she nods her head.
'Yeah that sounds good. Just let me pay for this then I'll be over.' She says smiling.
'I'll wait.' He replies.
'That's £7.23.' Rita says and Carla hands her the money.
'Thanks, Rita. See you later.' Carla replies smiling as the older woman hands her a carrier bag full of things.
'I'll carry that, babe.' Nick says causing Carla glance up at him. He smiles and takes the carrier bag from her before opening the door and letting her push the pram out onto the street.
'I'm sorry for practically chucking you out yesterday, I panicked.' Carla admits as she sits next to Nick, Freya sleeping peacefully in her pram.
'It's okay... Look can I be honest with you? I miss you. I miss you more than I've ever missed anybody and I don't want to live without you.' He says causing her to sigh.
'I miss you too... I just, I have Freya and I can't imagine you want to raise Robert's baby.' She replies.
'I've already told you I would. She's your baby Carla and that's all that matters to me... We can take things really slow if we have to just please give us one more chance.' He says watching her bite her bottom lip.
'Okay. One more and if this doesn't work out we stop trying because I don't want to hurt you.' She replies causing him to smile.
'One more.' He repeats. Carla smiles as Nick leans forward, placing his hand on her cheek.
'I love you and I forgive you.' He says using his thumb to quickly wipe a tear off her cheek.
'I love you too.' She replies quietly.
'Tell me all about Freya? What's she like?' He asks as they sit on the sofa, Carla's head resting on his shoulder as Freya continues to sleep in her pram.
'She's pretty perfect. She's a very cuddly baby. She doesn't sleep very well which is why I'm just permanently shattered. At home we have one of those wrap things that I carry her around in like all the time. She's going through a very fussy stage at the moment, as you know.' She replies causing him to smile.
'You're a really good mum, Carla... Motherhood suits you.' He says as Freya begins to whimper.
'Don't think many people thought I'd be able to do it.' She replies standing up and making her way over to the pram.
'Hello, beautiful... Did you have a nice sleep?' Carla says smiling as she lifts the little girl into her arms.
'She looks like you do when you first wake up.' He says smiling as Freya curls into Carla's shoulder.
'She's not a fan of waking up.' Carla replies smiling. She makes her way back over and sits down on the sofa.
'What was she like a newborn?' Nick asks reaching out to gently touch the baby's cheek.
'Tiny. She was what got me through everything if I'm honest. After the attack she was my reason to lift. I had lost everything else and I was damn sure I wasn't going to lose her. She weighed 6lbs when she was born and she had so much hair.' She replies smiling.
'Do you want to hold her?' She asks and he nods hesitantly.
'So I take it you're close to Ryan then?' Nick asks as she passes the baby to him.
'Yeah... He's a good kid. I think he's going back to Ibiza in the summer which, I'm not gonna lie, will suck but it makes him happy.' She replies smiling.
'I'm sure you'll keep in touch.' He says.
'I'm sure we will. He stayed at mine when Freya was first born and ever since then he's been a bit protective.' Carla replies.
'Has he bonded with Freya then?' He asks.
'Oh yeah. He got up with her at 6 this morning.' She replies smiling.
'Really? So does he feed her and change her nappies?' He asks causing her to smile at genuine interest.
'I'm breastfeeding so he doesn't tend to feed her, ever now and then I'll express a bottle and someone feeds her but that's not very often. He does change her nappies though and gives her a bath if he's in... He's really good with her.' She replies smiling.
'I don't even need to ask where you've been... I know that smile.' Michelle says as Carla makes her way into the pub a little after 9pm.
'Can I stay here again? I don't want to go home at this time.' Carla asks and the woman behind the bar nods her head.
'Course. Why don't you put Freya down then come tell me all about your afternoon?' Michelle suggests.
'She's sleeping in her pram, I've learned not to wake a sleeping baby. I'll just pop her in the back.' Carla replies smiling. She pushes the pram through the back and puts the brakes on. She pops the baby monitor in the carrycot and takes the other half back out to the bar with her.
'So tell me all about it.' Michelle says sliding a pineapple juice across the bar to her.
'We bumped into each other in the cabin and just got talking. We went back to his and we were just honest with each other.' Carla replies smiling.
'So are you two back together?' Michelle asks pouring herself a glass of wine.
'We're taking things slowly... I love him, Chelle. I need this to work out.' Carla replies.
'Things will be just fine.' Michelle says smiling at her best friend.
'I hope so.' Carla almost whispers.