A/N Heartfelt apologies for such a delay! I've had some pretty serious personal issues recently which have sapped my energy, but I think I'm getting life back on track, and that includes this fanfic! Thank you to all who have stuck with it, I honestly appreciate your support and feedback as ever

'She wanted to come and see daddy' Zosia smiled as she wheeled the prom towards the nurses station where Ollie was sitting, looking at some patient notes. His eyes lit up as he saw his fiancée and daughter, and he leapt up with a huge smile on his face and kissed Zosia before picking Freya up out of the pram where she lay awake, just watching the world go by. She had brought her in for a quick check up and some vaccinations and decided to stop via Darwin on the way home.
'Hello scoob' he cooed, picking up their daughter, as Zosia rolled her eyes.
'Don't call her that' she sighed, trying not to laugh as Ollie looked at her as if he didn't know what she was talking about. Ollie held Freya up to his chest, and looked at her. 'What's that scoob?' He gasped, and then leant his head in as Zosia shook her head, laughing. He looked back at her, and smirked, 'she said its cool, Shaggy'
'Uh huh, and who does that make me? Daphne? Velma?' She asked, and Ollie shook his head.
'No, Scrappy. The annoying one'
Zosia poked her tongue out at him as Elliot came into view, and he smiled making his way over.
'Oh she's grown so much!' Elliot smiled, peering round and stroking Freya's hand as she yawned. 'She's certainly a strong little one' he smiled as he watched Ollie cuddle her, and fall asleep. 'And lovely to see you up and about again, Zosia' he smiled, going over to hug his F2.
'Thanks Professor' she smiled, before turning to Ollie, and her face dropping ever so slightly. 'Actually, Ollie, can I have a word a moment? It won't take long...' She asked pleadingly, looking a little worried. She hadn't wanted to worry him straight away, but now she was there, she was increasingly nervous about telling him what was wrong...

They both went into the registrar office and sat down. Ollie was still cuddling Freya who was now asleep. Ollie could tell that Zosia was nervous- she fidgeted with her hands and played with a loose strand of hair, as she started to pace slightly. He knew to give her space and time to find what she needed to say when she was like this, so he just smiled reassuringly. Eventually, Zosia looked at Ollie, and went to speak. 'You know before, ages ago, when I thought I was being watched, and then it turned out Seb was stalking me?' She blurted, and Ollie looked confused.
'...yyyesssss?' He replied, sounding unsure of where she was going with this. He didn't have a good feeling from her at this moment, however. She was tense, and could read her face like a book. She was worried.
'Well...I've been trying to ignore it...but more and more recently I feel like I'm being watched, and it's starting to scare me' she admitted. She hoped for reassurance, but instead was shocked when Ollie just rolled his eyes. 'What?' She asked
'Zosia, I promise you, nobody is watching you' Ollie rolled his eyes as Zosia sat down. She looked hurt. 'Really, I'm certain it's just a bad feeling from last time, you're bound to feel a bit all over the place what with your hormones-'
'Don't you dare palm me off with the old hormones line! I know what I feel!' She snapped, raising her voice slightly. 'And last time if you recall, I wasn't wrong either!' She continued until Freya started to wake and start whimpering.
'Zosh, it's ok-' he tried to reassure her but it was too late, she was too annoyed that he had dismissed her concerns.
'Have you forgotten that Seb is due to released soon?! I've heard that sometimes they let prisoners out early-'
'And I'm sure someone would have let us know if that's the case. Zosia you need to relax...' He added kindly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, which was tense.
'I know how I feel Ollie...' She concluded sadly as Ollie's pager went off. He picked it out of his pocket and then looked up apologetically,
'I'm sorry I need to go' he frowned, before kissing Freya on the forehead and passing her back to Zosia. He kissed her on the cheek before leaving, and it was obvious Zosia was still upset. When he left, Elliot came into the office and smiled.
'Would you like to get a coffee?' He offered, and Zosia nodded, smiling gently back as she put Freya back into the pram.

'Is everything ok? I heard raised voices...' Elliot asked on their way down in the lift, erring on the edge of caution. He didn't want to pry but he always looked out for his team. Zosia smiled slightly, and nodded as they stepped into the lift to go to Pulses.
'Yeah, thanks Professor, everything is fine...I'm just being paranoid...'
'What is it?' He asked, concerned. Zosia took a deep breath.
'I think I'm being watched again...it feels just like before...Ollie thinks it just my hormones, but I have such a bad feeling, knowing that Seb is due to be released has me on edge'
'It's natural you would feel apprehensive, I think you're both making a good point' he replied, giving his honest opinion. Zosia nodded in understanding...maybe there was something in what Ollie had said...he wouldn't be deliberately dismissive of her...

Zosia took Freya to grab a table as it was busy while Elliot got their drinks. However, as Zosia sat, she picked Freya up out of the pram and cuddled her, but as she glanced towards the main doors, she caught a glimpse of a familiar face, looking directly at her...but as she blinked, he was gone again...but her face when Elliot returned to the table was enough to concern him. 'Zosia, what is it?' He asked, looking confused and worried as he quickly put the drinks on the table and placed a calm and reassuring hand on her shoulder.
'He's here, Elliot, he's here' she panicked. She felt her chest tighten, heart start pounding and bile rise in her throat. She pointed towards the main doors, 'he was just outside, he was looking at me'
Elliot quickly went to investigate but looking around, he couldn't see him anywhere...and then he remembered Zosia's bipolar...what if these paranoid thoughts were just...paranoid thoughts?
'Zosia...there's nobody there...are you absolutely sure it was actually him? He isn't supposed to be out'
'It was definitely him, get security to check the CCTV if you don't believe me'
Elliot frowned. 'Zosia...'
Then she snapped...'I'm not mad-'
'I didn't say you were...' Elliot began to explain but Zosia was upset that nobody was taking her seriously. She put Freya back into her pram and stood.
'Thank you for the coffee Elliot, but while he is here I can't be' she concluded, not really thinking anything through.
'Zosia wait-' he called out after her, but she was gone. He was worried, what if Zosia was suffering from a bipolar episode? As she disappeared from view, he stood and hurried back to Darwin- she needed Ollie...she needed help…

Meanwhile, as Zosia walked through the car park, the familiar, horrible feeling came over her again. She turned around expecting to see someone watching her, but even in the bushes she could not see anything. 'Maybe I am mad, hormonal, whatever...' She tried to reason with herself, but then as she strapped Freya into her car seat, she looked up and there and then, her heart pounded and her chest tightened...stood next to her, was her nightmare in human form...
'Hello Zosia...'