'Only us.' Carla shouts smiling as she makes her way into Nick's flat, Freya balanced on her hip as she uses her free hand to push the pram.
'I'll be out in a minute. Make yourself at home.' Nick replies causing her to smile. She puts the brakes on the pram and makes her way over to the sofa.
'Mummy's missed this place.' Carla admits sitting down on the sofa with Freya on her knee.
'Have you now?' Nick asks making his way out of the bedroom.
'I say this place... Really I mean the person who owns this place.' Carla replies smiling up at him.
'I'm pretty sure he's missed you as well.' He says sitting down beside her.
'Good.' She replies smiling. He reaches over and places his hand on her knee his thumb gently running across the denim.
'So did this one have a good time with her Auntie Chelle then?' He asks smiling as Freya snuggles into Carla's chest.
'Apparently she spent more time with Ryan than she did with Michelle.' Carla replies.
'Have you heard from her dad since she was born?' He asks.
'He's not her dad and he never will be. Last time I heard from him he had me pinned up against a wall trying to threaten me into having an abortion.' She replies shrugging her shoulders.
'Seriously? When was this?' He asks.
'Just before I left... It was the main reason I left.' Carla admits.
'Why didn't you come to me? I would've protected you.' He says reaching for her hand as a tear falls down her cheek.
'I just didn't want to get you involved Nick. I had already put you through so much.' She replies causing him to sigh.
'I would've been here.' He says and she nods her head.
'I know you would've.' She replies.
'Was keeping her the only option?' He asks and she glances down at Freya.
'Honestly? No. I considered abortion, I seriously considered abortion but I knew I could never go through with it.' Carla replies and Nick smiles.
'You were born to be a mother, Carla.' He says gently squeezing her hand.
'So tell me something that I don't know?' Nick asks as Carla rests her head on his chest, Freya fast asleep in his arms.
'Like what?' She asks as he runs his fingers through her hair.
'I don't know... Something that's changed since you went away.' He says.
'I'm a mother.' She replies causing him to laugh.
'I know that.' He says and she sighs.
'I'm on antidepressants.' She admits.
'What?' He asks tilting her chin so she's looking at him.
'After having Freya I suffered from postnatal depression. They think it was caused by a build up of everything that had happened and the fact that she wasn't yours.' She replies.
'Babe... I'm so sorry you had to go through that.' He says tightening his arm around her waist.
'I'm okay now. The tablets help, Nick. I'm okay.' She replies smiling up at him.
'I wish I was there for you.' He says kissing the top of her head.
'You're here now.' She replies reaching her hand out to gently rub Freya's back.
'She really likes you... She's not like this with many people.' Carla admits.
'She must have good taste then, just like her mummy.' He says smiling. Nodding her head Carla curls her body a little more into Nick's body, her leg draping over his thigh.
'How can you breastfeed? On the antidepressants I mean?' He asks.
'They put me on ones that I can safely use while breastfeeding.' She replies.
'That's good then.' He says, his hand resting on her hip.
'Hey, sleepyhead.' Nick says smiling as Carla groans slightly, her eyes flickering open and glancing up at him.
'Mmm... How long have I been sleeping?' She asks running her hand over her face before resting it against Nick's chest.
'Just over an hour, Freya's asleep as well so I didn't want to wake you especially when you both looked so adorable.' He replies causing her to smile.
'You're pretty amazing.' She whispers sighing as he phone vibrates. She pulls it out her pocket and begins to read her unread text.
From Michelle :
Have you seen the news?xx
To Michelle :
No, why what's happened now?x
From Michelle :
Tracy has been arrested, they caught her in Spain xx
To Michelle :
What about Robert?x
From Michelle :
He's in hospital, apparently. I think Tracy turned on him xx