"Stay alive" Charles whispered into her ear as he held against his chest. They were at the train station with Molly's train due to leave in just few minutes. She decided that she needed to go back on tour for a 3rd time to finish her journey in the army.
"I will. Don't worry" she smiled as she released herself from him. She needed to do this, but she hated leaving him behind.

Charles watched as she went through the gates towards her train. Every time she became a step further away from him it felt like he was being shot again, but this time in his heart. Once Molly was out of sight, he reluctantly turned to go back to the empty house for the next three month until she came back to him again.

The house was quiet and still, as if it knew something was wrong, that she was missing. She brought the house to life, she brought him to life. What was he going to do for the next three months without her? Who would be there to make him smile, make everyday worthwhile? It was as if a piece of him was missing.

As 6pm approached, Charles heard his phone buzz on the table. Suddenly his heart raced; was it Molly? He was sad to see that instead of it being his beloved Molly, it was Mansfield Mike. Although he loved his old section, he wanted Molly. She was all he wanted.

'Hey boss, the old section's going out for the night, care to join us?'

The old section knew that Molly was off to Afghan and realised that Charles would be missing her already. This seemed to be their attempt to cheer their old captain up.

'Fine. Normal place?'

'Yeah. See you there'

Charles finally arrived at the lads normal pub; he was the last to arrive and as he entered, he felt out of place. Two section were already pissed, having a laugh and getting started on the karaoke machine, but Charles couldn't become excited about having a night out with the lads. When he would get home, he knew Molly wouldn't be there. He hated her being gone. When she returned to Afghan for her second tour it was tough for him but now that they were married and had lived together for a while it was even more difficult to imagine to next three months without her there next to him.

Charles turned to leave but Kinders grabbed his shoulder and spun him back around.
"She wouldn't want you feeling like this"
He was right. Molly would hate Charles being like this; she would not have gone if she knew this was how he would feel.
"Get me a pint then"

The next day Charles woke somehow in his own bed, although how he got there he could not remember.
"Molly!" he excitedly shouted as he ran to load up the computer; she had promised that she would email him as soon as possible. As she had said, there sat one unread email from his Molly. Maybe the three months wouldn't be as bad as he thought as he could still talk to his girl.

One month later...

Charles ran from the kitchen to answer the phone. He had been making Sam his dinner when he was interrupted. He recognised the mobile number, Molly.

"Hello you" he answered, excited to hear the sound of his Molly's voice.
"Charles... please come" she cried down the phone.

Panic filled Charles' mind. What had happened? Was she ok? What was wrong?

"Molly, Molls, where are you?" he asked her, trying not to show the worry building in his voice but failing. All he could do was worry.
"Brize Norton" her voice replied, shaking. She was definitely not ok. Something was wrong.
"Molls, stay where you are, I am on my way. I love you"

He dropped Sam at his mother's on route to Molly. Sam understood why he had to go back to his mums although he was meant to be staying with Charles for a week. He was always good at understanding these things in situations that a young child shouldn't have to understand.

She was still crying when he arrived, curled up in one of the chairs. Charles ran to her, wrapping her in his arms.
"Hey, hey it's ok. I'm here, everything is ok" Charles whispered in her ear as she cried into his chest. He placed small kissed in her hair as he waited for her breathing to calm.

"Can we please go home" she cried, looking into Charles' eyes with her teary pair. He simply nodded as he took her hands, pulled her up from her seat, grabbed her kit and led them to his car.

After a bath, Molly and Charles were curled up on the couch, nothing on the TV, just the two of them. She had been quiet, avoiding the conversation they were going to have to have. Charles wanted to wait, but the more they waited the more worried Molly was looking.

"We need to talk about this at some point Molls" Charles sighed. He didn't want to push her into speaking but he was desperate to know so he could help her and be there for her.

"They sent me back early due to my health" she muttered, just audible enough for Charles to hear.

"Your health?"

She sighed, scared of how Charles was going to react. She knew he loved her but would he like the challenge, the change? Were they ready for this? She knew she had to tell him, she was just scared.

"Molly?"

"I'm pregnant"

A/N

I should be adding a new chapter in the next couple of days and hopefully that should move this story on. I have ideas of what I want to have happen to our favourite couple but currently just trying to set the story up for it all. Thank you to everyone who has favourite, followed and reviewed this story so far. Please continue to do so, it means the world to me to know that people are enjoying what I write :D