Elvis was leaning against the door frame. "I found him wandering around the lobby." He pointed to the man standing next to him. The feeling of animosity between the two of them flowed and swirled around them.

"Jamie?" Georgie said, stepping out of her room, her phone still clutched in her hand.

Jamie looked her up and down, taking in the sight of her dressed for a night out. "Yeah Georg, it's me." He gave her a soft smile, not sure of what her reaction would be. His visit was completely unexpected.

"What are you doing here? How did you know I was here?"

"Despite what you might think, members of you family are still friends with me. Lulu told me where you would be this weekend because I want to... I need to talk to you."

"You came all this way to talk to me?"

"You could have picked up the phone mate." Elvis responded.

"Elvis!" Georgie sent him a warning look.

Jamie gaze shifted from Georgie to Elvis "And you could just fuck off." They just stared at each other for mere seconds before Georgie quickly inserted herself between the two warring parties, not willing to let things escalate so that anything physical harm came to either of them. Although she was sorely tempted to inflict some of them both.

"Jamie, you go." Georgie tilted her head towards the half closed door, her hands resting on Elvis' chest, keeping him in place. "Go on Jamie, I'll be in, in a minute." Elvis pushed against Georgie's hands but she didn't move. "Jamie!"

Jamie gave Elvis a mocking smile as he pushed his way past the door and into her room. Once he was gone Elvis sagged back against the wall. "Georgie, tell me you're not going to listen to that bloke?" And even though his eyes were still flashing with anger, his body and voice were showing a completely different emotion.

"Elvis I owe him that much, at least. I listened to you didn't I after you left me standing at the altar. I was the one that let him down and even though we spoke afterwards, I know it was a bit of shock and there are probably lots of things he wants to say to me."

"Are you...you're not" Elvis stammered "going back to him?" his voice tinged with incredulity.

"Did I say that?" Georgie snapped. "This isn't about you Elvis, or him, for that matter. It's about me, hearing what Jamie has to say. Just like I needed to hear you. For once, just once could you think about someone besides yourself and how this might affect you?"

Elvis pulled himself away from the wall "Oh yeah..I only think about myself do I? Was I thinking about myself when I walked away from you? You were the one thing..a life with you was one thing I truly wanted in this world and when I learned about Laura I walked away from it...from you because I didn't know if you wanted to be saddled with my kid when we were married and I didn't want Laura to miss out on a dad." He pushed his hands through his hair leaving it rumpled "I suppose you think that I only thought about myself when I arranged this weekend too."

Georgie opened her mouth but then closed it again. She was about to make a comment but in the end she didn't because she hadn't actually thought that at all. She had thought that Elvis was actually making a romantic gesture, one that would show her that he loved her and only wanted good things for her. A time that was all about her and maybe what she needed. So instead she stepped back into her room and closed the door. She stood looking at the back of the door, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself. Why did Elvis always manage to push her bloody buttons?

Elvis stared at the closed door for a moment before turning away and throwing a punch at the wall. The impact reverberated up his arm. "Fuck this!" Clutching his hand he stalked away from Georgie's room.

"I see nothing's changed with him." Jamie stated from the other side of the room, a small smile on his face "Still thinks he's God's gift."

Georgie took a deep breath before turning on her heel to face him. Her hand rubbed her forehead "I'm not going to talk to you about Elvis. Say what you came all this way to say to Jamie. I'm going to listen."

Jamie had the good sense to read Georgie's expression and realise he was going to get nowhere by slagging off Elvis. "Mmmm..right Georgie."

After an hour or so of talking, sometimes it seemed to Georgie, that it was about nothing at all to do with what happened between them or it seemed to go in circles until finally Jamie came out with what he had wanted to say from the very start. "I just wanted to tell you that...that I still love you and want to marry you." Georgie could barely keep herself from rolling her eyes and sighing in frustration. "But I'm happy to wait until you're ready. I know I pushed it a bit, with the house and wanting you to give up the army..your career. I never should have asked that of you."

Georgie looked at Jamie, really looked at him for the first time in a long time. "Jamie, I know your heart was in the right place with all that stuff but..."

"But it was never really over with Elvis, was it?"

She shook her head. "No...no it wasn't."

"It's really not going to matter what I say is it? You're never going to be over him, you're never going to move on from him, are you."

This time Georgie's voice failed her. All she could do was shake her head.

Jamie walked over, placing his hands on her shoulders and a soft kiss on her forehead. "Be happy."

"You too." she whispered. Georgie looked up into Jamie's eyes one last time before he headed to the door. As the door closed gently behind him Georgie went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face.

She sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Elvis to come banging on the door, demanding to know what had happened. "Oh God!" she thought after a good ten minutes of waiting "Don't tell me they going hammer and tong at each other in the lobby!"

Georgie jumped up from the bed, grabbed her room key and headed towards the stairs to get down there as soon as possible.

A/N: My apologies for taking so long with this update! It was never intended to be this long and with the last episode I wasn't quite ready to let go of it.