Just as the four of them were about to walk into the bar, a hand grabbed Georgie's elbow from behind. Georgie whirled around ready to fight her way clear as Elvis swung himself to her side.

"Georgie, come with me. I've got a surprise for you this time." Charles managed to say to her before Elvis had him pushed up against the wall, his forearm across Charles' throat.

"Jesus Charlie! What the fuck were you thinking?" Elvis barked as he pulled back from Charles.

"I was thinking I'd catch Georgie before she went in to have another drink." Charles said as he righted himself and adjusted his shirt. Spanner had pushed Clare behind him and was now checking she was ok before they disappeared into the bar.

"You ok Charles?" Georgie asked as she stepped closer to him, giving Elvis a dark look. He looked back at her and gave a brief shrug.

"I'm fine" Charles answered "but we've got to move if you want your surprise."

"Ok..let's go. Where are we going?"

"Just follow me, Georgie!"

A few minutes later, having left Elvis and the others at the bar, they arrived at Charles' room.

"Come in." Charles said pushing the door open ahead of her. Georgie walked into the room. She noticed it was as tidy as Charles always appeared to be. Well maybe not after coming in from patrol. "Take a seat!" he said as he stepped past her, holding his iPad and set it down in front of her.

"What's going on Charles?"

"Wait..you'll see." He tapped in his pass code and the screen opened up. Georgie could hear his fingers dancing across the screen as he obscured her view. "Here you go!"

As Charles stepped out of the way Georgie looked at the screen she could see Molly sitting there, a huge smile on her face as she waved her hands in front of her. "Georgie! Can ya see me? 'ear me?"

"Molly! It's all good...you're coming in loud and clear." Georgie responded.

Molly laughed "Yeah? Well I get that all the time, don't I Charlie?"

Georgie turned to see Charles, his eyes hooded as he bit his lower lip and shook his head a little. "Molly..." He had an air of warning in his voice.

"What Boss man?" Molly tried to look the picture of innocence but failed miserably, her eyes were dancing with mischief. Georgie could see that there was something else going on here, the air fairly crackled around them but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. It appeared to Georgie that Molly had just come from the showers, her hair was dripping wet and she had a tank top on exposing her skin but as Molly was sitting, Georgie couldn't see what she was wearing on her bottom half.

"Thanks for this Charles. I promise not to take up your call time!" Georgie assured him.

"It's fine Georgie!" Molly chirped.

"Dawes!" Charles said quickly, as Molly poked her tongue out at him. "Thanks Georgie! I appreciate that...I really do. I haven't had a chance to speak to my wife in a couple of days and I really need to speak to her." His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were glittering. He moved himself across to the bed so Molly and Georgie could talk.

"So Georgie, ya got ya nut sorted?" Molly asked rather bluntly.

Georgie smiled, Molly was never going to dance around the subject, it was one of the reasons the pair of them were good friends. Georgie paused before answering "Yeah, Mols, I think I have. I had a pretty shitty day today, I lost a patient."

Molly's face softened with concern "Oh, G, you ok? Was it cockwomble's fault?" she asked.

Georgie laughed out loud at that question. Molly had insisted on calling Elvis cockwomble ever since the wedding, especially since he'd left Charles to deliver the news to Georgie. "No Molly, in fact, Elvis" she emphasised his name "was really helpful in it all. He drove like a maniac to get us back to the clinic. It gave us a fighting chance to save the patient but we just couldn't...we couldn't. But he also helped me get my head around it and got me here, to see Marie and Fingers, Spanner, you and Charles."

"See! I told you, he's not all bad" Charles called from the bed, where he was sprawled.

"Shut up Boss man! I bloody know no one is 'wholly bad or good'. Stop quotin' those bloody lines at me." Molly retorted. "But G, ya haven't forgiven 'im for wot 'e did in the past, 'ave ya?"

Georgie looked down at her hands as she fidgeted in her seat. "Yeah, I have Mols." she confessed in a soft voice, one that was almost unsure of why she hadn't done it long ago. "I can't hold on to it any longer. It wasn't helping me, helping my state of mind."

"Ya sure 'bout this G?"

Georgie nodded her head and grinned at Molly on the screen "Yes Molly! I'm sure. I just haven't told him yet."

"Good, let him sweat it a little longer." Molly said "And it gives ya time to change ya mind!"

"Molly," Charles called from the bed "for Christ's sake stay out of it. Or they won't want to come at Christmas time!"

"Ya asked already, Boss?" Molly said peering at Charles. "So ya comin' then?" Molly said focussing her attention back on Georgie.

"We'll be there Molly, unless it all goes pear shaped. Anything is possible with Elvis." Georgie said.

"Not just Elvis." Charles said quietly.

"Cock...Elvis is welcome too." Molly conceded.

"Thank you Mols. Well I must get going. The others are in the bar and there's no telling what Marie and Fingers will be getting up too. But it was good to talk to you."

Molly laughed "Yeah, you'd betta go an' save the locals from them two. Give them all, my love."

"Sure Mols. You take care of yourself, yeah? And we'll see you soon. Properly." Georgie blew Molly a kiss before hoping up and heading over to Charles. "Thanks Charles!" and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Oi! Go find ya own bloke and leave mine alone!" Molly squawked.

Georgie laughed as she headed to the door. "I'm going! I'm going! You coming for a drink after you finish here?"

Molly laughed as Charles answered "No...no Georgie." in a slightly strangled voice and a faint blush painting his features.

"Suit yourself. Night" Georgie said as she headed to the door of the room.

"Good night Georgie!" Charles called. "Now Dawes...tell me...are you wearing those little shorts you had in Afghan?" Charles asked in a throaty voice.

Georgie pulled the door closed quickly and leaned against it. She could hear the murmur of the conversation between Molly and Charles. She couldn't stay there, she felt like she was intruding on something that was private.

She pushed herself away from the door and stated down the hallway, to go back to the bar and her friends.