Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Casualty, or anything else you recognize. I'm not the BBC (British Broadcasting Company).

A/N: Last time was just a little thing that was niggling at the back of my head. This time, it's Warren's trial. What'll happen to him and Kirsty? #evil smile# he he :)

Sorry if I've got the charges wrong for Warren, but I thought that's the time he should get, so there we go...

This is also written in two parts which I'm gonna post one after the other. Any other ideas or reviews are welcome, so. Allons-y!

DennisDaMenace x

KirstyPOV

"Adam was the only one I told, because he kept treating my ribs and bruises. He was the only one I could trust," I told Zoe, fighting back the tears.

"Oh my God, Kirsty. If I'd have known, I... I'd-" Zoe stuttered, but I stopped her.

"It's over now, Warren's in jail. I don't have to worry anymore," I said, confidently.

"You need to tell the court this at his trial, would you like me to ask Adam if I can come too?"

"If you wouldn't mind. I want as many people possible to try and send Warren down."

The date for Warren's trial was released the morning after he was arrested. The date was set for Sunday 19th June, in around two weeks. That would give me enough time to prepare a statement.

Adam had hired a lawyer, and had asked Sam, (the lawyer) to bring me, and Zoe, to the stands.

I chose to oppose Warren, and Zoe and Adam would back me up.

"I don't know what to do, I mean Warren was a good man really, he helped us through Nita's birth-" I explained.

"Good men don't beat their wives." Adam added, blankly.

We were in my kitchen at home, with Adam's leg bandaged above his distorted, purple cast. Because Nita was at her friend's house, I'd asked Adam to stay with me for the weekend.

I was helping him to use his crutches properly now, and he was able to hop around my house with no trouble at all.

"Adam?" I asked, "Do you reckon that I should file the divorce papers today?"

"Well, I think you should leave it a while, but-" he began. "It's your choice."

"Will you quit saying that?" I said, slamming a cupboard door in fury, making Adam jump.

"Sorry," I apologized, burying my head into my hands.

"Will you quit apologizing?" he asked, taking my hands away from my face.

"I know we have nothing figured out, but I know we'll make this work," he told me, wrapping his arms around me, giving me a bear-hug.

"Adam. Can't... Breathe!" I said; gasping as he quickly released me.

"Sorry," he said, rubbing my shoulder. "We will though," Adam explained. "We will get through this."

##Warren Clements' Trial: Two Weeks Later##

AdamPOV

Two weeks had passed since I was at Kirsty's house for the weekend. Today was his trial.

Kirsty was out the back with Zoe, rehearsing what they were going to say and how. The judge, Mr. David Hughes, had spoken to us before he had to go and get ready.

"Just tell us what happened when Mr. Clements attacked you, and if you have any history of troubles with him. Please can you pass this onto Mrs. Clements and Dr. Hanna?" Mr. Hughes asked.

"Sure, I'll tell them. How long will Warr-" I stopped, correcting myself. "Mr. Clements get in jail if you find him guilty?" I asked.

"For physical abuse? 6 months. Attempted murder... Life," the Judge informed me, and a huge whopping smile crept across my face.

"Anything, Dr. Trueman?" he asked me.

"Nope, nothing," I told him, thanking him and turning to walk outside to Zoe and Kirsty.

"Hi," Kirsty feebly greeted. "Kathy's bringing Nita with her. God, I can't believe this is happening." She told me.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. I just spoke with the judge, and he said that if Warren's found guilty, he's gonna get life! Isn't that good?" I asked, noticing the look in her eyes.

"Come on Kirst. You said it yourself, if he's in there, he can't hurt you and Nita anymore!" Zoe told her, rubbing her back.

"Look, Jeff, Dixie and Jay are among the jury, and so are Kathy and Nita. You're gonna be fine, just come up to the front when Sam tells you to, and then just tell Mr. Hughes all about the abuse and the bomb." I told her, maybe expecting too much.

"Should I tell him about the domestic abuse? I don't want to be seen as a battered wife," she told me, looking puzzled.

"Well, because of the attempted murder, he's gonna get life anyway, so I don't see what difference it'd make," Zoe suggested.

"I'll do it." She said, getting up and leading us all into the hall.

"Right. Good luck everyone!" I said, hugging them both and heading off in front of them to take my place at the stands along with Sam.

KirstyPOV

I made my way to my seat, avoiding the gaze of Warren's mother, Kathy, as I sat down next to Nita and Jay.

"Have you got it ready?" Jay asked me, fighting in his seat with anticipation.

"Yes, and I'm scared... What if they find Warren innocent? He'll definitely murder me then..." I told him, looking at my lap and trying to fight back the tears.

"Mum, are you alright?" Nita asked me, her eyes switching from her father, who was now restrained in the stands, and Adam, who was opposite him.

"Yeah, fine. Just a little nervous," I gulped.

"All rise for the honorable Judge, David Hughes," announced one of the men who was sat in the seat next to where the Judge would sit.

Once Mr. Hughes had arrived, we all sat and waited for him to speak.

"We are here today to decide whether Mr. Warren Clements is guilty of physical assault and attempted murder." Mr. Hughes began. "We have Mr. Adam Trueman, the victim of Mr. Clements' abuse. Please can I have Mr. Clements' defendant to the stands?" he asked, looking in Warren's direction.

"I will be defending Mr. Clements today, sir," said a shady man, who was dressed in a navy blue suit, and a coal black tie.

"And you are?" asked the Judge, who peered over his reading glasses.

"James Clements, sir." The man said, now stepping forward into full view.

"James?" I whispered under my breath, looking at Nita and Warren in turn.

"Mr. and Mr. Clements, you do know that family members defending family is not allowed?" the Judge asked Warren and James.

"Yes, but I am not a direct family member to Warren. I'm his step-brother," James said, looking very pleased that he was standing next to Warren again.

A/N: Right, I'll get the next part written, and I'll get it up ASAP.