Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Casualty, or anything else you recognize. I'm not the BBC (British Broadcasting Company). I also don't own Cascada's Every Time We Touch.

A/N: Yesterday, or the day before, we saw Kirsty's solicitor, Scott, helping her to get divorced. Now, will Adam and Nita support her and her case through all this?

P.S. I really don't know what actual colours Kirsty and Adam's eyes are, but I think they're both brown. I don't know.

DennisDaMenace x

KirstyPOV

Scott, the solicitor, had me signing papers for about fifteen minutes, and my hand was starting to cramp up. He handed me the final paper, and I signed everywhere he pointed his finger to. I nodded in response to all the questions, apart from the time when he asked, "Why do you want to divorce Mr. Clements exactly?"

"To be honest," I began, inhaling. "He tried to murder my best-friend, Adam, and he physically abuses- Abused me." I told him, correcting myself, putting the emphasis on the past tense verb.

"Okay, was this mentioned in the court trial he had a few weeks back?" Scott asked.

I nodded in agreement, "He got life for it. Attempted murder, physical and domestic abuse." I said, crossing off the sentences on three fingers.

"Oh, well. This should get us a better result in court then. I would like you to prepare a statement and maybe your daughter could say a few words?" he asked, looking at the sheet that said I had a teenage daughter.

"No, I do not want her involved. She already hates me enough as it is," I said, looking at my lap.

"Surely she doesn't think that of you? You're her mother for crying out loud!" he said, placing his hand gently on my shoulder.

"Well, I'll get these sent off to the court rooms and I'll visit Mr. Clements in prison. If he chooses not to turn up at court, we'll win this for sure. If he's there and argues good enough, we'll have to see what the judge says. He or she'll have the details of his last trial, and they will have to decide off that and the statements that are given." Scott said, pausing to take his arm off my shoulder.

"Right, that's all for today, I'll leave my card, if you want to e-mail or call me; it's all on the card," he said, handing me a small piece of paper, which I placed onto the coffee table.

I showed Scott the door, and he bid me goodbye.

"See you in a few weeks then, Kirsty," he said, turning to leave.

"Thanks, Scott," I said, waving to him. He waved back, then got into his car and drove off.

I shut Adam's front door, walked back into the sitting room and collapsed onto the sofa. God this had been a long day and it was only three 'o' clock...

AdamPOV

I was watching Harry a movie with Nita, when I heard the door downstairs shut. I assumed that Scott had gone home now, and Kirsty was downstairs.

I walked down the stairs, carrying the empty mug that I had made tea in earlier, and put it in the kitchen.

I flicked the radio on and Signal 1 was playing quietly in the background. The radio played one of my favourite songs, Every Time We Touch, by Cascada, as I sat down next to Kirsty.

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static.
And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you hear my heart beat so...
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life.

Your arms are my castle; your heart is my sky.
They wipe away tears that I cry.
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall.

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling.
And every time we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last?
Need you by my side.

Kirsty broke the silence. "I've always liked this song," she smiled.

"Yeah, it's one of my favourites," I said. She looked tired; her eyelids started drooping over her brown eyes. "Kirsty, it you're tired, then go to sleep, I'll make Nita's tea. You've been up since, I don't know, five this morning?

"Will you Adam?" I nodded. "Thank you," she said, flinging her arms around my neck, and kissing my cheek.

She quickly got up and walked into the kitchen, turned the radio off and walked upstairs.

I smiled to myself and got up again, walked into the kitchen myself, and put the kettle on. I looked around, out the window, in the sitting room and into the hall. Before this house always looked empty, but with Kirsty and Nita here, they made me feel complete. If I and Kirsty get together, I'll be a better father to Nita than Warren ever was.

I paced over to the fridge, to get out the milk, and I saw a note. It read:

To Adam, thanks for letting me and Nita stay here. We'll be going in a few days. I went shopping the other day, and got a few things for you. I got some flowers as a 'thank you' present, hope you like them,

I looked across at the window ledge, and there was a vase, indeed, full of red and white roses.

Yes, they may be expensive, but, you're worth it. Thanks for helping me through this, and I really hope that you're the one for me.

Kirsty x.

I put the note back onto the table and reached into one of the drawers in the cupboard. My mother's engagement ring was in a little red velvet box; I picked it up and ran up the stairs.

My heart was in my mouth, and I burst through Nita's temporary bedroom door. Looking around the room for her, I got down on one knee and said, "Kirsty, will you marry me?"

A/N: Haha, I'm so mean for leaving it there, but I thought that the little note that Kirsty left for Adam was really cute, and it made him think, 'You're The One'

I really didn't plan the title name propping up there, but I'm absolutely shattered, writing this at half ten and I can't even think straight...

Anyway, thanks for the reviews, any ideas are welcome, and that's all really...

DennisDaMenace x (Bye Peeps :))