A/N: Well here is the next update! It's taken me a while as I've started a new job and my hours have been insane over the past week or so! I will try and update as often as I can. As always, thanks for reading and reviewing guys and feel free to let me know what you think of this next chapter. Hope you all had a lovely Easter!)

Chapter 4

Edward stood in front of her, eyeing the chair next to her as she moved her bag onto it, glaring at him.

"Not a chance in Hell." she commented as he turned to Hanssen who was busy trying to figure out who this man was. Edward made a move for the seat beside Hanssen and motioned to it.

"Mind if I sit here?" he asked as Hanssen raised his eyes to Serena who was busy glaring at him and shaking her head.

"Well..." he began but Edward dropped into the seat anyway, causing Hanssen to move his bag.

"Thanks. So Rena, how are things?" he asked as she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Are you actually trying to start a conversation with me!?" she asked incredulously as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well I was trying to." She laughed dangerously as her eyes blazed.

"Move. I don't want you sat anywhere near me." Edward held up his hands and sat back in his seat.

"Please, can't we just bury the hatchet? I'll bet we're heading to the same place? Conference in Glasgow?"

"Great!" Serena muttered as she rolled her eyes. "And no...we can't 'bury the hatchet'...unless it's in your head." she mumbled hearing Hanssen snort and attempt to convert it into a cough. Looking up at him in surprise she smiled at the expression on his face...he was clearly enjoying this.

"Anyway, where are my manners!? Edward Campbell." Edward held his hand out to Hanssen who immediately understood Serena's reaction.

"Ah, Henrik Hanssen." He shook his hand and turned back to see Serena turning red and attempting to control her anger.

"So, how's Eleanor?" he asked as Serena's head spun towards him, and she snapped.

"Stop it! I will not talk to you! Now there are plenty of other seats...MOVE." she said angrily as he shook his head and held up his hands.

"Sorry...ticket says I sit here." he explained, reaching for the ticket and showing her.

"That says Coach C...this is Coach D, genius." she spat as he squinted at the ticket and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well I'm here now, may as well stay." She looked up at Hanssen for help but noticed how smug he was looking and made a mental note to slap him later.

"Edward, just go." she said tiredly as she fixed him with a deadly stare. He leant forwards in his seat and dropped his voice.

"Oh come on Serena...we haven't spoken in ages! I just want to know how you are...and why you're sporting what looks like an injured eye!" he commented, leaning closer and narrowing his eyes at the swelling forming.

"We haven't spoken for a reason!" she spat. "Now go away!" She sat back in her seat, turning to look out the window as Edward shrugged and stood as the train began moving.

"I'm going to find some food...anyone want anything?" Hanssen glanced up at him in annoyance as he looked to Serena who looked ready to throttle him. "I'll take that as a no. But don't expect to be stealing my starbursts!" he said jokingly, heading down the carriage. Serena dropped her head in her hands and exhaled heavily, ashamed. Hanssen watched her for a moment before deciding to say something.

"I take it that was your ex-husband?" he asked quietly, seeing Serena lift her head slowly and nod in long-sufferance.

"I'm sorry. Edward can be a little...full on." she explained, shuffling the papers in front of her and putting them away. Hanssen smiled lightly.

"Don't apologise, Ms. Campbell." She looked up and caught his eye as she felt a pain sear through her swollen eye. Seeing her flinch, Hanssen leant forwards, taking her hand in his. "Come here." he instructed as she leant closer and allowed him to examine her eye carefully. She could feel him up close and personal, in her personal space, breathing on her face. She flicked her eyes to his face and found herself staring at his lips as they tensed in concentration. "It looks as if it's being aggravated by something...it needs to be cleaned properly." he said as she leant back slightly, leaving her face inches from his.

"When would you suggest we do that?" she asked, feeling his hand on the side of her face and allowing herself momentarily to feel the warmth from his touch. Hanssen looked at her sternly before stroking her cheek lightly.

"As soon as we get to the conference. I'm sure they'll have the necessary equipment." he breathed as he felt her face coming toward his own, slowly. He could feel his heart beating faster and the impulse to reach out and pull her to him was almost too great to ignore...but ignore it he did. "Perhaps..." He was interrupted by Edward returning to their table and stopping in surprise.

"Oh, sorry...I didn't know..." He trailed off, seeing Hanssen holding Serena's face gently, a caring look in his eyes as she leant towards him. She turned her head and sprang back from his grasp upon hearing Edward's voice.

"I thought you'd taken the hint!?" she asked angrily as he sat beside Hanssen and opened a newly purchased packet of crisps.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt..." he said sourly, Serena instantly recognising the jealousy flowing from him. She looked over at Hanssen quickly and blushed.

"You weren't." she answered honestly, though she almost wished there'd been something to interrupt. Hannssen looked back at her and smiled awkwardly before picking up his papers and resuming his work.

"So, Rena, what's new?" Edward asked between mouthfuls of crisps. She glared up at him but decided to play him at his own game. Smiling sweetly at him, she replied in a voice layered with honey.

"Nothing Edward. How about with you? How is Milly Molly Mandy?" Edward frowned and tilted his head to the side.

"You know that's not her name...and she's fine." He continued eating his crisps, unaware of the look Hanssen was giving him, having deduced a factor of their break-up.

"Oh goody. I am so glad for you both." she spat, turning to look out the window. After a few moments, Edward spoke again, frowning as he did so.

"So have you got anyone special in your life?" She turned to him and her eyes turned wide.

"I fail to see how that's any of your business!" she snapped as he leant closer to Hanssen.

"She never could get over me. Love of her life." he said, smiling as Serena's eyes filled with rage and embarrassment at having her life opened in front of her senior.

"Edward!" She warned in a harsh tone as he rolled his eyes.

"It's okay Rena, just because you can't find anyone like me...who can love you like I did, like I do." he emphasised the last part as she scoffed and leant forwards menacingly.

"Well if you loved me so much, you'd have kept it in your pants every now and again!" she said harshly, before realising Hanssen was still sat at the table and raised his eyebrows in surprise. She closed her eyes, berating herself and leant back in her seat cursing her big mouth. Suddenly, she felt a hand on hers on the table and was about to tell Edward where he could go, but opened her eyes to see Hanssen's hand placed firmly over her own. She looked at their hands, then back up at him in confusion.

"Ah, see I knew something was going on between you two. You could cut the sexual tension with a blunt knife!" Edward laughed as he finished his crisps and sat back, watching them closely. "How long have you been together?" Serena looked nervously at Hanssen who turned to Edward, leaving his hand where it was.

"Not long." he replied, as she almost choked on herself, wondering what on earth he was playing at.

"It shows...still in that new, passionate stage clearly." Edward commented, jealously flaring in his eyes as he took out a bottle of coke and began to drink it. Serena locked eyes with Hanssen and raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Starburst?" Edward held out the bag of sweets to Serena who glared at him until he shrank back and tilted them towards Hanssen. "God, she used to crave these babies when she was pregnant with Ellie." he commented, taking the bag back after Hanssen had held up his hand, declining. Serena sighed loudly and threw down the pen she was holding, her patience wearing dangerously thin.

"Just stop it, will you!? If you won't move, I will!" she snapped, as Edward held up his hands and shook his head.

"Wow, sorry Serena...didn't mean to cause offence." he said quietly, as she pinched the bridge of her nose, mimicking a Hanssen movement. Looking up in exasperation, she saw Hanssen attempting to hide his smirk behind his folder.

"I don't know what you're finding so funny!" she spat grumpily, taking the folder from his hands and placing it on the table before pointing at Edward. "Either he moves, or we move." Hanssen regarded her silently for a few moments, realising how much her ex-husband was affecting her, but he was not about to allow him to force them from their seats.

"Serena, don't be silly." he scolded lightly, reaching for the folder again.

"Wow, take his side then. What is this...guy code? You lot stick together do you?" She turned sharply to look out the window and suddenly felt a presence beside her.

"Serena...please...I know this probably isn't the best time or place, but there's never going to be one with you." She spun around to face Edward but was met with his finger on her lips. "I'm sorry. I should have said that long ago." She stared at him for a few moments, remembering all the hurt and anguish he'd put her through, but also all the good times when they'd been a loving family.

"Edward..." she paused, looking him in the eye. "...if you value that hand, I'd remove it from my knee and back off." she said eerily quiet as Edward snatched his hand back and stood up, returning to his seat beside Hanssen. Serena turned back to the files in front of her and began to work on a small amount of paperwork she'd brought with her. Hanssen found his gaze rising until he was looking at her, brow furrowed as she began scribbling away in a patient file. He could see she was hating every minute of being confined in the same carriage as her ex-husband and he didn't really blame her. Looking to his left, he noticed Edward had his phone out and was busy typing away on it. He knew he should do something to help her out of her current predicament but he wasn't entirely sure what. Having garnered that they hadn't parted on the best of terms, he was stuck as to whether he should interfere or simply let them work it out by themselves.

A/N: What will happen next, I wonder!?