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"DCI Matthias?" He looked up as a man wearing the court officers uniform rushed into the room.

"Ydw." He got to his feet, forgetting that English was the language everyone around him seemed to prefer. "Yes." He corrected himself.

"DI Rhys has collapsed."

"What? Where is she?" Tom pushed past the smaller man marching out into the corridor. The usher followed him.

"Court has been suspended but she's finished giving evidence so you can see her."

The words fell on deaf ears. Tom didn't care if he was legally allowed to see her. He was going to her, whatever anyone else said. Minutes later he was in the Judge's private chambers as the middle aged woman gave Mared a glass of water.

"I'm ok." Mared stated firmly. Tom let out a breath.

"Yeah? So what's all this?"

"Didn't have breakfast. That's all. My blood sugar must have dropped."

The judge raised an eyebrow before turning to Tom. The curls falling on her face as she addressed the younger man.

"Court has been adjourned. He's back in the cells. DI Rhys went down like a sack of spuds. Her head bounced off the witness box - hence the blue and purple egg on her temple. Get her to a doctor."

"I'm ok." Mared protested.

"She is unwelcome in this court until she has a clean bill of health from the hospital." Judge Morgan turned towards the younger woman. "You've been through Hell. Both of you have. Isn't it time you started looking after yourself? If not for you, then for those who love you and whom you love?"

"She's right." Tom crouched in front of her as the Judge left the room. "Please, just have a check up. For me?"

Mared smiled at him.

"Ok." She touched his hand as he brushed his fingers through her hair. "For you."

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Prosser stood glaring at the cell door. Things had not gone to plan. The case was clearly not going in his favour. The evidence heard so far was pretty damning. He couldn't argue the fact that Evans was his cousin - the son of his mother's brother. He couldn't argue the fact that he had withheld that information and now those that he had sought to silence had spoken out. Siân Owen, Lloyd Ellis, Delyth Llewellyn and even bloody Iowerth Roberts and Ieuan Walker from the forensic team had given evidence. He smirked; at least he had seen the hatred and fear in Tom's eyes. That was something. Mared had been quite unwell - he could only hope the little slut got what was coming to her. He punched his other hand as he thought of the girl with more resilience than was humanly possible. Then there was Siân. He had paid good money to have her killed. Shoving his hands in his pockets he narrowed his eyes, knowing someone would pay.

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"Well." The nurse smiled as Mared held Tom's hand. "The good news is you don't seem to have a concussion but you will need to have someone with you for the next day or so."

"She will." Tom declared. The nurse smiled. She could see how in love the pair were. It just radiated off them.

"I'll get you some leaflets before you go. What to look out for after a head injury." The nurse slipped out of the room as a young doctor stepped in.

"Mrs Rhys?"

"Miss." Mared corrected him. The young doctor blushed.

"Sorry. Miss. I've the results of the tests we took. You're slightly anaemic, only slightly and your BM was a little low when you came in. Not uncommon at this stage."

"What stage?" Mared asked. Tom bit his lip. He had hoped she had worked it out - that she had been waiting to tell him. He recognised the signs with his first wife. Meg had been the same.

"Of pregnancy."

"Of what?" Mared glanced at Tom who was watching her closely. Her hand curled in his as he saw the penny drop. "I assumed stress was making me late. You know? The trial? Everything with my aunt, us."

"How far along?" Tom asked as he resisted the urge to hug Mared. The woman he loved was alive, having his baby. She'd given him a second chance. He only hoped she wanted it as much as she did.

"I'm a couple of weeks late. So? What? Eight weeks?" Mared shrugged. The doctor nodded.

"I'll organise a scan for you. Probably tomorrow on the Early Pregnancy Ward. Until then. Rest. Relax and take things easy. Oh and get some folic acid." The doctor paused. "Take her home Mr Mathias." He left the room as Mared stood up, feeling shaky.

"Tom?"

He smiled at her as she looked him in the eye.

"Can we do this? I."

He kissed her gently on the lips. He pulled back as she smiled.

"Do you want to?" Tom asked. Mared nodded. She had fought to keep Elin she wasn't going to give up on the new life growing inside her either.

"Then we can do this." She hugged him tightly as he buried his head in her neck. "Together, the five of us."

"Five?

"You, Elin, Hannah, the baby and me."

She touched his stubbled chin and smiled as his eyes closed. She knew Meg wanted him to see his oldest child regularly but moving to Canada hasn't helped that. Maybe just maybe things would be ok. She stepped back, taking his hand as she spoke.

"Take me home."

He smiled before ushering her out of the room, wondering if they would finally get their happy ending.

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