"Mark…what is it?" Hannah's phone rang at three in the morning just as she was beginning to allow sleep to overcome her.

"I…Hannah…I have nowhere to go" he told her as he sat in his car, rubbing his hands together quickly trying to keep himself warm but failing in the December air.

"What happened?" she sat up and turned her light on

"Me and my parents had a misunderstanding…I left them…he was saying all this crap about you. I couldn't listen anymore" Mark shook his head in disgust

"Where are you now?" Hannah asked him

"In my car…outside your house" he admitted and Hannah jumped out of bed with her mobile in her hands as she rushed to open the front door. Mark saw her appear and put his phone into his bag before climbing from his car. He stood at the open door and watched his girlfriends, before locking up the transport and making his way over to her. As soon as he reached Hannah, she threw her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist, holding her close to him.

"Should I be here?" he asked her

"My dad has calmed down…but it is best to lie low I think" she took him by the hand, locking the door and then running quietly up the stairs until she reached her room again. Mark shut the door quietly and before he knew it she was kissing him quickly.

"I was so scared" Hannah told him in between kissing him on the cheek

"I'm here" he promised and wiped away a stray tear

"But you're family Mark…over me…" she said and he shook his head at her

"You come before them now…the things he was saying Hannah…"

"I don't want to know" she whispered. What he had called her earlier had been bad enough, she could imagine what else he had been saying.

"Mark you're freezing" Hannah said as she rested a hand on the back of his neck

"I'll be fine" he shrugged it off "what happened with your dad?"

"He went out for a while" Hannah whispered "and then he came back…said he was still angry but he was civilised with me…that was all I can expect…he also knows he was too harsh on you"

"That should be an interesting conversation" Mark snorted and then they heard Hannah's door open wide. The two teens turned and saw Don stood there.

"I thought I could hear talking" he was still dressed in his suit and it looked like he hadn't even tried to get any sleep. Probably knowing it wouldn't come to him anyway.

"Dad….Mark's parents…they…" Hannah began to explain but Don cut her off;

"I'm sorry Mark" he said "for what I said and did…I was brash and shouldn't have done it…you're a good kid and I know you would never do anything to purposefully hurt Hannah"

"I wouldn't Mr Flack" he assured Don who nodded quickly;

"I know. I'm still angry with you so don't think that will go away" he said

"I didn't expect anything other than that" he admitted and Don simply pursed his lips;

"Now why are you here?"

"Mr parents and I aren't seeing eye to eye…I have nowhere else to go" Mark looked to the floor

"What happened?" Don asked Mark who looked at Hannah who nodded once before turning away to go and look out of her patio doors onto the garden.

"My dad was saying all this stuff about Hannah…I defended her and he didn't like it much" Mark said

"What did he say?" Don pushed the kid

"Dad" Hannah complained, looking at him "don't"

"No" he said "I have a right to know"

"He was saying how she wasn't good enough for me…how she was easy…and would sleep around…it was horrible Mr Flack…in the end I just punched him and left" Mark spoke hurriedly and Hannah's eyes went wide as did Flack's.

"You hit your dad?" she gasped and Mark shrugged;

"He annoyed me…I didn't know what else to do"

"I'll go talk to him tomorrow" Don said and Hannah shook her head;

"No dad" she begged him "you'll do something stupid…don't"

"If he's going to be talking about my daughter I want to hear him say it to my face" Don said sternly to her and Hannah sighed loudly, realising arguing wouldn't help.

….

"Mr Flack" Mrs Clarke gasped when she opened the door. Behind Don there was Jess, who was there to stop him from doing anything stupid.

"I think we need to talk" Don said and Mrs Clarke allowed him into her home. Before he could go any further into the living room where Geoff was, she grabbed his arm;

"Is Mark with you?" she begged to know "I didn't want him to go…but Geoff…he pushed him"

"He's with Hannah. They're talking about what to do" Don said and he saw remorse in the woman's eyes;

"What he said about Hannah…I don't agree…I like her Mr Flack…she's a good girl…they've just been silly"

"Thank you Mrs Clarke" Don said and the woman took them into the living room. Geoff was stood up tall, messing with his tie as he stared at Don and Jess.

"I imagine this is not a social call" he grunted

"Correct" Don said "I have your son at my house"

"He's hiding out with your slapper of a daughter then…let me guess…feeding her a pile of rubbish about how they'll get through this together"

"If you dare talk about my daughter like that then I swear to God I will shoot you here and now" Don promised him and Jess touched his arm, calming him slightly.

"She is going to be the end of him…she should have rid of it if she truly wants to make something of her life and allow Mark to do the same" he gave his opinion

"They both said they can't do that" Don said

"Like father, like daughter" he grunted and Don raised a brow

"Meaning?"

"I'm not thick Detective Flack. I know you were nineteen when Hannah was born and your wife was the same…clearly it runs in the family…not being able to be careful"

"Hannah was the best thing to happen to me and Emily. We had jobs and were married so don't judge me at all" Don ordered him "I don't know why I'm here to be honest…mainly to tell you not to bad mouth my daughter"

"Don't worry. When she gets pregnant then people can judge her for what she really is" Geoff replied

"And what is that?" Don said, edging forward a little

"A cheap, nasty, selfish, bitch who can't keep her legs closed" he said and Don lashed out this time.

"Don!" Jess called as he moved forward towards Geoff, his fist held back as he hit him across the nose.

"Don! Stop!" Jess pulled him back as Mrs Clarke held her husband by the elbow, stopping him from going after Don.

"I think you'd best leave" she said and Jess nodded, dragging Don back to the front door.

"I'll be suing!" Geoff called after them

"No you won't" Mrs Clarke snapped back "you deserved that"