Molly was back at her tent. With the lower numbers on camp she had asked if she could sleep in the medic tent rather than the women's quarters. The medic tent was closer to 2 section and she had been the only one in the women's quarter and it was too quiet.

She had changed out of her combats and was sitting cross legged on her bed in her usual comfy shorts and an old soft camo t-shirt of Charles. It was far too big but she had pinched it from his drawer without him knowing before she left Bath not knowing she would be seeing him again so soon. She had thought it would comfort her during this 3 months stint.

She was writing a letter to Qaseem. She knew her grammar and spelling was really bad and she knew he must cringe when he read it with him being an English teacher but she hadn't seen him since he had taken her to see Bashira and she wanted to see how he was getting on with adopting her. He had been very resistant to taking her deployment money but they had eventually agreed that he would see what steps he could make in adopting her. At least then they knew Bashira would be 100% safe. Molly firmly believed Qaseem needed this as much as Bashira did. She knew he felt he had finally moved on from the death of his wife and daughter but felt he was such a good person he deserved a family. She thought they could look after each other. If Bashira lived with Qaseem Molly knew she would get the life she deserved. As a last resort he had agreed if that was not possible he would make sure she had the education she deserved and a life she could make of her own choosing. When she had been in the UK she had been able to email him regularly and he had been keeping her up to date on how things were progressing. It was slow and frustrating but his last email confirmed he felt he was getting somewhere.

'Hey, you busy?' Molly looked up and Charles was standing in the doorway of the tent.

'No. Come in. I've just finished writing to Qaseem.'

Charles entered the tent and sat down next to her on the low bed resting his head back as much as he could against the side of the tent. He looked tired. He looked blankly at the top she was wearing 'Is that my t-shirt?'

'Yes, I pinched it out your drawer. I though I wasn't going to see you for 3 months' Molly replied laughing.

Charles teased her in reply 'And you thought one of my t-shirts would be a good replacement?'

'I needed it. I'm going to need it even more so now you are here' she replied indignantly 'How am I going to sleep knowing you are here but I cannot be with you? I never slept last night at all. I'm so tired I could sleep for England! I'm not used to sleeping on my own now.'

Charles smiled and pulled her closer so they were sat right next to each other. Molly turned into Charles and pulled her knees up so they were resting against his thigh. Charles put one arm round her shoulder cuddling her in close rubbing the back of her neck in a comforting gesture. 'Well I might have some news for you on that front.'

'What. Don't tell me there are double beds on camp?' Molly teased.

Charles laughed out loud 'Oh I wish, but no. I don't think the British army would ever be that relaxed. But the Major has come up trumps for us though. When I met him today he told me he had agreed to you sleeping in here rather than the women's quarters. He knew I was coming over and thought it wouldn't raise as many eyebrows seeing me in the medic tent. He also suggested that I move my quarters to the officers section just the other side of the 2 section's tent. It's a bit quieter and you will be able to visit me.'

'You going to court me Boss?' Molly laughed. They hadn't had the most traditional of relationships. During their first tour they had agreed to wait out. Charles then got shot and whilst he was recovering Molly went on another tour. Molly knew without doubt though that she would change nothing. Well maybe she could have done without him getting shot but she wouldn't change what they have now for dates, flowers and all that crap.

'Do you want wooing Molly?' Charles replied laughing softly but with a little bit of a question in his voice.

'No you muppet, I don't want wooing. What I could do with though is a big comfy bed, me, you ….' she looked up teasingly 'sound asleep!'

'Indeed' Charles replied. They settled into a comfortable silence just enjoying being with each other again.

'Hey Molls do you have …..?' Fingers stopped abruptly. He had entered the medic tent intending to ask Molly if she had any after sun. As usual on his first day he forgot about sun cream and he was in agony. Neither occupant of the medic tent had heard him. Boss Man was sitting on Molly's low camp bed slouched against the side of the tent. Cuddled into him was Molly. They were both sound asleep. They looked as if they had been there a while and were in a deep sleep.

Fingers smiled cheekily and took his mobile phone out his shorts pocket. 'Oh this is priceless' he laughed to himself and very quickly took a couple of quick photos and edged quietly back out the tent.

'You sorted?' Fingers jumped. Mansfield Mike was standing in front of him as he turned round. 'That was quick. Was Molly not there?'

'Oh she's there' he laughed.

'Brill' he pushed past Fingers 'I'll just ask her…' he also came to a complete stop. He turned to Fingers who had followed him back into the tent. He looked like a puffa fish, opening and closing his mouth with no noise coming out. The two of them then started giggling like school girls, shushing each other so as not to wake the sleeping pair up. Mansfield also went to get his phone out but Fingers stopped him.

'It's sorted mate' he said with a smirk and a wink. 'Come on before we get caught'. The two of them left the tent giggling and pushing each other as they headed back to their own tent.

Kinders was walking towards them but in their hilarity they hadn't seen him as they veered off to their tent. 'What are they up to?' he thought to himself. He knew them too well. They were as thick as thieves and got up to all kinds of mischief if he didn't keep on top of them. He looked in the direction they had come from and headed towards to medic tent. He popped his head into the medic tent and like them he paused. He edged back out the tent smiling quietly to himself and gently pulled the zip down on the tent.