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A/N: Last time: Kirsty and Nita are now staying at Adam's house, and Kirsty's having a nightmare. What will happen?

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KirstyPOV

Lying in bed I felt paralysed. Warren and Nita were laughing at me, trying to get up. I saw Jay, Zoe and Adam there as well. Jay and Zoe shared the same looks as Warren and Nita.

Adam was shouting at me. "You really think I'd marry you?" he laughed. I shook my head, trying to shake the image out of my head. I tried to scream. No sound emerged from my lips, I was helpless.

The tears streamed down my face, I heard shouts of, "You're a worthless cow!" from Warren.

"I can't believe that I'd helped you all the times at work and you'd done nothing in return, selfish bitch!" from Jay, which made me cry even harder. Jay had been there for me when it mattered, and he was right; I'd done nothing for him.

Nita was screaming, "You're a totally worthless mother! You can't even look after yourself!"

Warren was the worst. "You wanted rid of me when you found out I had muscular dystrophy, wanted to go to Adam," he said, peering over me and pinning me onto the bed.

"Get off me!" I tried to scream, but a feeble whisper came out instead. Warren simply laughed and punched me in the jaw. I saw all of them flinch at the sound of flesh meeting flesh, but then continued jeering at me.

"Adam, help. Help!" I said, falling into a deep sleep...

AdamPOV

I was watching/listening 'Hit 40 UK' when I heard Kirsty screaming from upstairs. I ran up to her, taking two at a time.

I burst through the door, and rushed over to her.

"No, help me, Adam! Don't stand there, please help me!" she said, with her knees up too her chest and was rocking slowly.

"Kirsty, KIRSTY! It's me, Adam. You're safe. Come on!" I said, trying to snap her out of her trance by shaking her shoulders and tapping the side of her face gently.

"Kirsty, wake up, come on!"

She awoke suddenly and I pulled her to my chest, holding her as she sobbed gently.

"Shush, you're okay now, hey?" I asked, making her cry harder.

"Warren, Nita, Zoe, Jay and you were there. You were shouting at me. Warren hit me, I... I couldn't move..." she sobbed.

"Now, I would never shout at you, ever. Do you hear me? Never," I told Kirsty, rocking her slowly.

"Let's go downstairs, I'll make tea?" I asked. She simply nodded as she stood up. I held her hand as we went downstairs, leading her and making sure she didn't trip or fall.

Once we were in the kitchen I put the kettle on again and waited for it to boil. Kirsty was sat on a chair, her head in her hands, and sobbing gently.

I put the teabags in the cups, walked over to Kirsty and took her in my arms again, letting her cry into my shoulder.

"Come on, babe. You'll be alright. I'll help you and Nita through this, okay?" I asked and she weakly nodded her head.

"Good," I smiled, handing her a mug of tea.

"Thanks, Adam," she said sipping from her cup slowly, being careful not to burn her mouth on the hot liquid.

"I really love the fact that you're going through so much trouble to try and help me, but there's really no need, I can manage." Kirsty explained.

"No offence, Kirst, but you're a mess! There's no way you're gonna be able to look after Nita or yourself on your own! Do you know how scary this must be for Nita? Seeing her mother in this state and her dad has just been sentenced life in prison!" I informed her, putting my cup down so I didn't drop or break it.

"Adam, that's none of your business, I and Nita can cope perfectly fine without ... Who am I kidding? I'm a wreck!" she said, collapsing into another set of tears.

I walked over to her, placed my hands on her shoulders and made her look at me. Her eyes were all puffy and red, the miniscule amount that she put on this morning had smudged her face, and her amazing brown eyes were all bloodshot.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I said, Kirsty, but we need to sort this out. Do you and Nita want to stay around here after this weekend?" I asked, wiping the tears from her eyes with my fore-finger.

"Sure, thank you, Adam," she sniffed.

"At work, I sometimes wonder if it's you under the web of lies you seemed to spin and get everyone tangled up in, before all this. One way or another, you seemed to get everyone to believe you. But I don't," I said.

"I've seen your life, and I know all your secrets, all your memories. You can't lie to me. We're too close for that to happen anymore. Because I love you, Kirsty, and I know that you do to." I told her, looking into her eyes, smiling.

"And I love you too, Adam Trueman," she said, her lips meeting mine, and it felt like heaven.

A/N: Aww, cute little bit of romance for you there, and I'll get round to the divorce-y thing sooner or later.

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