-- TWENTY TWO --
The following morning, as the birds sang in the trees outside, Sarah was standing in the doorway in a pair of Pj's, fluffy slippers and her dressing gown, looking out into the garden. From thier patio, you could look out over Cardiff Bay and out at the sea. The boys loved running around on the beach together. One of the reasons why John kept an orange and white, rubber ring hung on the inner front door, was because they lived so close to the sea. Oh, you're here.. I was wondering where'd you vanished too.. your side of the bed was empty. John smiled standing against the door frame of the kitchen in shorts and a t shirt, with his arms folded. Yeah sorry, couldn't sleep Sarah replied closing the patio door. Want to do something today? John asked. Like what? She asked. Not sure, anything you'd like to do? John asked. I could do with a good walk.. She replied. OK, well lets go and get changed and we'll take the boys for a walk along the seafront John smiled standing aside so she could pass him in the doorway.
Did you mean what you said yesterday? She asked, walking up the stairs. I meant it all. John replied walking behind her, making sure he was far enough away not to trip her up, but close enough to catch her if she fell.. She didn't seem 100% and looked a little pale. Even those bookings? She asked. Yes, those booking were 100% authentic, no forguries. John replied. You are full of surprises, aren't you? She replied standing at the top of the stairs. Well, I try to be.. John replied wrapping his arms around her. And, I also meant the vow I said. He smiled. Everything I have, I'll share with you, everything I have am, I'll give to you. John replied. Are they going to be in your vows? She smiled. We're using the traditional vows. And, I will mean every word He smiled kissing her on the cheek before they went to change..
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Outside, the sun was shining, but it was awfully cold. Sarah stood, wrapped in her fleece jacket, coat and her fluffly, fleece lined boots by the railings of the sea front. Come here. John shouted to Jack who was running along the pavement I think he wants to go on the beach. Sarah replied. Sod that, I'm not going down there, its too cold for the beach. John replied kneeling down, putting Jack's lead back on. As John stood up, Harris jumped up at him and butted him in the crotch. Ouch, watch where you're aiming. John replied. Sarah stood sniggering as John stood up right, wincing. I'd like to see how you cope with a headbutt in the nether regions. John replied. It hurts I take it She laughed. Hurts?! That's not the word I was thinking.. John replied taking a hold of Charlie and Harris' leads.
Walking along the street, four lads, walking on the opposite side of the road began shouting innapropriate comments in John and Sarah's direction. Barrowman the cradle snatcher. One shouted, laughing with his mates. Sarah was old enough, but, she did look younger sometimes. Come over here and say that to my face.. Jerk! John replied. Nah, you might fancy me.. The lad replied. Doubt it, you've got one of those faces.. John replied, stopping himself. What faces? The lad replied crossing the street. John, don't. Sarah pleaded. I'm not going to do anything.. He smiled. One of WHAT faces? The lad said again. One of those faces that could stop a clock.. The type you want to smash in. John replied. At which point, the lad realised he was at a slight disadvantage.. John was taller than he antisipated.. And, for the record, I am NOT gay.. John replied, standing over him. At which point, the lad backed away and crossed back over the street. Barrowman, your cool really, messing with you mate! The lad smiled. At that point, John realised who they were.. One of the lads was a mate of Gavin's. You swine, I'll get you next week! John laughed. Haha, bring it! The man laughed and walked off. That was a mate of Gavin's. Should of known.. John smiled.
A few miles down the road they spot a young lad, about 10, lying on the floor. He'd slipped and fallen and his carrier bag had split. Sarah took Jack off the lead and ran with him to the lads rescue. Jack, sit! Sarah said to Jack and he lay on the ground by the lads hand so he could feel him. Good boy Jack, keep him awake. Sarah said quietly to him. The lad felt Jack licking his hand and smiled softly. Stay still mate, you've hit your head. Sarah smiled down at him. John had phoned the ambulance and they were on their way. What's your name? She asked him. Billy.. He replied. Billy what? She asked. Billy Bates. He smiled. Where'd you live, Billy? She asked. 56, Hounder Cresent, Cardiff. He replied drifting off.. No, Billy, I need you to stay with me, OK? She asked. Tell me what you did today.. She smiled. The lad was shaking from the shock of fallling. My names Sarah and this is my little mate, Jack. Sarah smiled showing the lad Jack. Jack likes cuddles, can you cuddle him for me? She smiled. Yeah, OK. He replied. I have a doggy. He's called Bently, he's a ladrador. He smiled. How old is Bently? She asked him, keeping him talking. He's 2. He's black and wears a red collar, like his. The lad smiled.
I have a big brother called Michael and a sister called Stacey. He continued. How old are they, Billy? She asked. Michael is 18 and Stacey is 14. He replied. Jack rested his head on the lads chest and licked him. I think Jack likes you. She smiled. I like him too, he's cute! He repiled giggling. This J.. Sarah began. Captain Jack! He beamed. Yes.. Captain Jack. Sarah replied winking at John as he knelt down. Hey mate, you OK? He asked. Yeah. Is The Doctor with you? The little lad asked. No, he's away fighting aliens. John replied. I love The Doctors T.A.R.D.I.S The lad replied. Its really big on the inside you know?! John replied. Really?! The lad replied. Yeah. John smiled. Where's your big coat? The lad asked. I left it with the Doctor. John replied. Who's your favourite alien, Billy? John asked. I love the Darleks and the Ood. He replied.
A few moments later, the ambulance arrived and John and Sarah stepped back. Jack was still sat with the lad.. He seemed to be keeping him calm. As they checked him over his mother came over. Is he OK? She asked John. Yeah, he's fine. John smiled. Thank you! She smiled. Don't thank me, Sarah saw him.. She got him talking, keeping him concious. John smiled. Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! She beamed. You're welcome Sarah smiled. My name is Kathrine, by the way She smiled. Mine names Sarah and this is my partner, John. Sarah replied. As they exchanged names, the paramedic called the mother over and they went off in the ambulance and the little lad waved little Jack goodbye.
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Sitting at the breakfast bar, the weather had changed and it was now looking dull outside. Thank god we went out when we did.. Look at the sky out there now. Sarah thought to herself, sipping her hot chocolate. John was at the front of the house, putting the bins out. Brr, its still cold out there, bloody freezing! John shouted from the front door. The bins didn't need doing till later. Sarah shouted back. I know, but knowing me, I'll forget to do it. So, I did it now while I thought of it. John replied taking his shoes off by the door. I was thinking.. Can we not have linolium running all the way through from the front door through the living room and hallway. And tiles in here. Sarah began. That way, we'll only have to mop the floors and they'll be easier to keep clean Sarah smiled. That's a great idea. John replied walking down the hallway towards the kitchen.
I think I'm going to jump in the shower quickly. She replied standing up from the breakfast bar. Boys have been fed and the dishes have been done She smiled. Want me to do anything while you're in the shower? John asked. The work top needs wiping down and the carpet in the living room needs vaccuming, you can do that for me, if you don't mind? Sarah asked. No problem, I'll do that for you. Go take a bath, relax, take it easy, I've got everything under control down here. John smiled. OK, I'll have a bath then She smiled walking down the hallway. Take your time, there's no rush. John smiled as she walked up the stairs. Oh yeah.. The washing needs putting in the tumble dryer. She shouted from the top of the stairs. OK, got it! John replied.
Jack was sitting on the sofa, Charlie by the fire and Harris was sitting in the doorway of the hall. Opening up the door of the washing machine, Jack's head perked up and he went to investage what John was doing. Spotting the sock in the wet washing pile, he grabbed it and began flinging it around and growling. Jack, give that here, its mine John replied taking hold of the end of the sock. Jack started to pull at it, like a chew toy and was tugging at it. Jack, leave it you little get! John replied. Jack! Sarah shouted from the bathroom door and he flew down the hallway and up the stairs. Hearing the bathroom door close, John knew Jack was in the bathroom with Sarah.
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Sarah began filling up the bath when Jack suddenly jumped in it and began digging the water. Jack, get out you loon that's mummy's water! She laughed. You scratch the bath and daddy won't be happy and will blame me! She smiled at him. He looked at her softly and sat down - his bum went spash in the water. As his bum submerged in the water, it was then he realised it was getting a little too deep for his liking and suddenly pounched out of the bath and proceeded to shake on the bath mat. Sitting by the bathroom door, he watched as she sat in the bath. As she lay back, he came over to the side of the bath and placed his little head on the edge of the bath and watched her. Silly CJ She smiled at him scratching his little head with her hand. His head was wet and he looked like a drowned rat, head and bum drentched.
***
John stood in the kitchen, wiping down the worktop giggling to himself as he heard Sarah chocking off Jack for jumping in the bath. Harris looked around as he heard a thud, not realising it was Jack jumping out of the bath. He stood up and barked. Harris, calm down, its only Jack getting out of the bath! John laughed as Harris bounded round the kitchen barking. Charlie just looked at Harris, took a deep breath and put his head back down. Charlie didn't look very impressed with Harris' barking.
A few moments later, he heard a knock at the door. Opening the door, there stood Gavin, hair plastered to his head, umberella inside and water dripping from his coat. God, don't you look like a sight for sore eyes John sniggered. It was really blowing a gale out and the rain was lashing down. Shut up, can I come in? Gavin replied. And John stood aside and let him in. Shoes off please. John replied, closing the door. You look like you've been swimming John continued. It my clothes?! Gavin replied. Bad out, is it? John replied. Bad isn't the word.. Horrible I think is the word you're looking for Gavin replied, hanging his coat on the clothes horse John had put infront of the fire.
Not sure if you heard or not, but people have started to talk about your openness regarding your relationship status. Gavin began. People are beggining to think it was a way of.. I don't know.. Telling people you don't want to be alone and that you're dating Sarah out of sympathy for her because of her age, background ect.. Gavin continued. Ha ha, complete and utter nonsense. John laughed. Oh, I know that and the people around you and the ones that know the real you know that too. Gavin replied. I just think you should watch your back. People are beggining to think you're an attention seeker Gavin replied. I am dating her because I love her, not because I feel sorry for her. Geez, if they met her they'd know she's nothing like they're making her out to be. She's a strong willed person and knows the paths in life she'd like to take. And, no way am I an attention seeker and I certainly am not feeling lonely. I am an open, honest guy who loves his girl millions. I am not afraid to be on my own, I've been on my own since I started in this business 20 years ago. I moved from America, back to the UK.. ON MY OWN.. I flew the parental nest, was lucky to have landed in the career I have, with the the people around me I have and have never looked back. I have no regrets in life, and I am not about to start now. John replied.
Oh, I know that - I've been your manager since your West End days. I know you in and out, I can read you like a book and I know the real you. Gavin smiled. Where did you hear this? John asked. Its on Twitter.. People saw the news broadcast of you with that journalist. Gavin replied. What were people expecting me to do, stand there and take his crap?! No way! John replied. I know that and your fans know that. Its not your fans saying all this about you, its other people. John, you have the loyalist fanbase out there. Your fans adore you and will do anything in thier power to stand by you, fight your corner and do whatever it takes to stop people and the media bad mouthing you and your life choices Gavin smiled. And, I really appreciate thier support and have done for the last 20 or so years John replied. Anyway, do you have anything nice to report? John asked, changing the subject. As a matter of fact, I do! I had a phonecall from the BBC the other day, regarding Tonight's The Night. And they said, if the pilot series does well and get good ratings, they'll be happy to do a second series and see how it goes. Gavin smiled. Oh, fantastic. John beamed. Oh and another thing.. Russell phoned me the other day, talking about a possible Torchwood come back. Gavin continued. Really?! But, the cast - well most of them - were killed off in the last two series'.. John replied. Precisely. That's why Russell is hoping to collaberate it with Starz in America.. Gavin replied.
As they were in mid conversation, Sarah strolled into the livingroom. Have a nice bath? John asked. I would of done, if Jack had left the water in the bath She replied. Your looney dog decided it would be a great idea to dig the water in the bath while I was filling it. Now the bathroom has water marks up the walls. She continued. Gavin sniggered. No, its not funny, Gavin! Sarah replied. John stood and laughed at the fact she knew who it was without looking. How'd you know it was me?! Gavin replied. We women know all sorts. We know things you wouldn't believe She replied with a wink, closing the kitchen door. Your girlfriend.. Erm, I mean fiancee is creepy. How'd she know that was me? Gavin replied. You'd be surprised the things I've done, tried to hide it and she's known it was me.. John replied. Like what? You cheated or something? Gavin asked. Oh god, no! I mean, like when I've said something whilst her back was turned, she knew I was saying something without me even making a sound.. John replied. That is creepy. Gavin replied. Anyway, I better be getting off, have other things to do. I'll see myself out Gavin replied leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
John entered the kitchen with his empty cup. You should of been down here earlier. Harris heard the thud Jack made getting out of the bath and started barking! He's a nutter! John laughed closing the door. You're right there, Harris is a nutter. Sarah replied, boiling the kettle. I'm asuming you're wanting another hot drink? Sarah asked. Aye He winked. You know, I haven't heard Scottish you for a while. She smiled softly. Ah, well that's because you've never asked me to do it. John winked. Do you prefer, Scottish Barrowman, or American Barrowman? He asked. Ah, well that's a hard one.. I like both, but there's something sexy about your Scottish accent. She replied. You like a bit of the Scotsman do you? He replied in his broad Glaswegian accent. Aye, can't beat a bit of the rough and ready scotsmen.. She winked. Aye. Now you're getting a little carried away He replied, still broad Scotsman. I don't know what it is, but you sound really sexy! She replied. You trying to tell me I'm not a sexy American? He replied, reverting back to American. No, you're sexy anyway, I just mean, you sound so.. I don't know.. Dreamy with your Glaswegian accent. She replied. Aye, well in that case, I'll be a Scotsman for a little while longer then He winked, back to Scotsman mode wrapping his arms around her.
Haven't seen you in your contacts for ages. Sarah smiled. Only wear them when I'm at work - don't see the point of wearing them around the house. John replied. Anything you want to do today? John asked smiling softly. You not got any work to do? Sarah asked. Not really. If I have, it can wait, I'll do it later. John replied kissing her forehead. What's gotten into you? You seem.. Different than normal Sarah asked. Nothing, I just love you, that's all. But, don't ever expect flowers, because you know me, I won't send roses.. John smiled. I don't want flowers - I'd rather have chocolate. She laughed. Besides, flowers could set my hayfever off.. Sarah replied. True, I never thought of that.. John replied. I am in a good mood though. John replied. Why's that? Sarah asked. Torchwood could be coming back.. Russell is in talks with the BBC and is looking to collaberate it with Starz in the states. John smiled. Oooh, the return of Jack, eh? She winked. Well you know, Jack is a big character now. John smiled. I like a bit of the Harkness. Sarah smiled. Well, watch this space... He winked. Why do I get the distinct feeling that sounded wrong? Sarah asked. Probably because it did? John laughed. You can have a bit of Harkness if you like.. John winked. Stop it, that's enough! Sarah blushed. Sorry, I couldn't resist! John smiled.
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Later that day, John was out in the garden, looking out at the sea. Harris, Jack and Charlie were running around his feet - round and round in circles they ran - before Jack took a detour and ran inside, Harris following closely behind. Charlie stood by John's feet as John was looking at a couple walking a long the beach with a dog. You know, I'd love to take Sarah away on holiday someday. John told Charlie as he jumped up at the railings, paws on the bar and looking up as daddy scratched his ear. Oh, you're out here.. Came a voice. Oh sorry, did you want me for something? John replied. Just there's a box in the garage that has some photo's in it. Could you go and bring it in for me? Its a little too heavy for me to carry. Sarah replied. Sure, I'll go get it. John replied. Its just inside the garage, just on the right She shouted to him as he disappeared down the side of the house and out front..
***
John stood in the garage looking out at the cul-de-sac they now lived in. All the houses around them were well presented and thier gardens looked tidy and well kept. Mr Green of number 7, across the road was out watering his plants in an old t shirt, jogging bottoms and shoes. He was a grey haired man who lived alone, had no children and had never married. He was very fond of gardening and did his own bits of DIY around his home. He spent hours in his garden, pottering about. He was a very nice man with the great sense of humor. He was a popular character in the cul-de-sac and everyone knew him.
Looking up again, John spotted a young man in a long brown suede jacket, red checkered shirt, faded jeans and black shoes at the bottom of his driveway. Can I help you? John asked. And the young man ran away down the street. Strange man John thought to himself before collecting the box Sarah asked him to get for her, closed the garage door and walked down the side of the house, through the gate and into his back garden. That man looked a little shifty and John couldn't fathem out why he ran away when he asked him a question.
***
Sitting in the kitchen, John was sorting through the box when the doorbell rang. Strolling to the door, he opened it, but nobody was there.. Turning around to head back inside, John spotted Mr Green was struggling with something. Putting the door in the latch, he closed it and jogged down the driveway and over the road to where Mr Green was trying to lift a huge bag of compost.
Here, let me help you. John smiled. Why thank you Mr.. Mr Green hesitated. Oh, no need for the formal Mr, just call me John. I live at number 12 John replied pointing to the door. I'm Mr Green, but you may call me, George. He replied. Nice to meet you, George! John smiled lifting the bag of compost. If you ever need help moving something, I will be glad to help. If the car is up the drive, I am in, if not, then I'm out. John replied. Why thank you! George smiled. Where'd you like it? John asked. Just there will do. George smiled pointing to the spot on the ground. There you go John smiled and he walked away. Thanks again Mr.. I mean, John! George laughed. No problem John smiled.
As he walked back to the front door, the young man appeared again. Again, can I help you? John asked and the young man blanked him. Fine, OK.. Blank me.. John mumbled to himself walking up his driveway. As John went to close his door, he heard George shouting at the the young man. I've seen you watching that young mans house for the last few days. So, get off John's property before I call the police. George shouted. Try it, old man. The man laughed. Right, if you're going to bad mouth, that man and drag him into whatever it is you have a problem with me about, then you'll have to face me about it. John replied stepping back out onto his driveway. You better watch your back, John.. Your days are numbered. The man smirked. Haha, are they now? John laughed. As the young lad walked away.
George came over the road. He's all mouth that boy. He has mates and hangs around on the street with them, smoking drugs and drinking alcohol. George smiled. Thanks for the warning, George. John smiled. Just, to let you know, he's known by the police. He's had several warnings and cautions from them and the next time he gets into bother, he's going to be put on tag, I've heard. George replied. Thanks mate John smiled. Fancy a coffee? John replied. Don't mind if I do. George smiled. Come on in. John smiled.
***
Nice house you have here George smiled. Thanks. John smiled. Take a seat in there and I'll be with you in a moment. John smiled pointing to the living room door. Thank you, John George smiled, sitting down. John strolled through the kitchen door and switched on the kettle. Sarah sat at the breakfast bar and smiled. That's Mr Green from no 7, isn't it? Sarah replied. Yeah. John replied. He's a really nice bloke, says hello to me often when I put the bins out Sarah smiled. Yeah he is. Go say hello if you want. John smiled. Want a drink? John asked her. I'll just have a glass of Cloudy Lemonade, please. She replied disappearing into the front room.
Hello there my dear! George beamed. Hi there Mr Green. Sarah replied. Oh please, call me, George He smiled. OK, George Sarah replied. Your partner is a very nice man, he helped me moved my bag of compost earlier. George smiled. He is a very thoughtful man, you're right there. I couldn't ask for a nicer man. Sarah smiled. I hope he treats you nice. George replied. Oh he does, I'm very well looked after. He treats me like royalty most of the time. Sarah beamed. That's great to hear! George smiled.
***
Sarah and John were sitting on the sofa that afternoon, kids were outside, playing in the cul-de-sac. What went on outside earlier? Sarah asked. Nothing much, just some gobby little snotty nosed moron trying to intimedate me. But it didn't work. George told me he was all mouth and was known by the police as he's been in trouble a number of times before. John replied. Well, I hope he won't cause us any more grief, I can't be putting up with any more trouble, its driving me insane. Just keep your comments to yourself and whatever you do, please don't challenge him. I am nearly 3 months pregnant with your child and the last thing I want is for this child to grow up without a father because you thought it'd be a great idea to confront him. Sarah replied. I won't babe, I promise. I will stay away from trouble from now on, I will no longer cause you any more aggro and upset. And, I won't cause any more trouble with anyone. John smiled. Please babe.. Do it for me? Sarah smiled. I will, I promise. John smiled, kissing her forehead.
Now, can we change the subject? John continued. Yeah OK. Sarah replied. Will you know if Torchwood will be back? Sarah asked. Yes, more than likely. After all, Jack is still a part of the Torchwood team John smiled. I hope we won't be waiting to long. Sarah replied. I hope not too. But, if it does become a BBC and Starz collaberation, I'll have to go over to the states for a little while while we film bits of it. John explained. That's fine, just as long as you make sure you're able to fly home for the birth, I don't want you to miss it! Sarah smiled. That's the first thing I'll sort out, don't worry. I wouldn't miss the birth for anything. John smiled. I can't wait till my 16 week scan, I may found out that we're having.. Sarah beamed. That'd be really exciting!! John replied. I have a feeling its a girl.. I don't know why, I just do Sarah smiled. But of course, I don't mind what it's going to be as long as its fit and healthy, of course! Sarah continued.
Knocking came at the door. Getting up to answer it, John heard Mr Green shouting. Leave them alone, they've never done anything to hurt you, so just leave them be. George shouted as John stood ready to open the door. I told you to stay out of this. The voice replied. Its that man again.. John whispered to Sarah as she sat looking at him. Oh for goodness sake, let me deal with him.. Sarah replied. No, I'm not putting you in harms way. Dial 999, I'll try and get rid of him. John replied. Opening the door, the young man stood there, smirking. Hey there, John, how's things? He smirked. Oh get lost, don't play dumb with me, I wasn't born yesterday. John replied. Mr Green was gesturing to John about the other lads hiding behind his hedge. Not playing dumb with you mate, just making sure you're alright. He smiled. Not interested and I am not your mate. John replied. Oh and before you try anything, I know you have lads hiding behind my hedge, I can see them and hear them - they're not very good at hiding are they? - woulnd't want to play hide and seek with you guys. Good day John replied and slammed the door.
The knocking came again.. This time, Sarah answered it. As she opened the door, the lad swung out and hit Sarah square on the face. Before the lad could appologise, John came firing out of the door and comfronted the man face to face.. YOU LITTLE .... RIGHT THAT'S IT!! YOU WANT TO HIT SOMEONE?! THEN, HIT ME! John roared, standing over the young man. Mate, I thought it was you, I'm sorry, I really am! The man apologised. Oh get lost, I am NOT your mate and I will not accept your apology! John replied. I am, truly sorry! The man replied. You're lucky I haven't smashed your face in.. I suggest you get off my property, out of my face and OUT of this cul-de-sac before I DO smash your face in! John roared! I suggest you and your little friends NEVER darkness this cul-de-sac again because YOUR days will be numbered and I'll take you ALL on! Now go away and stay away! John replied, helping Sarah up off the floor. Mr Green came running over and helped John take Sarah indoors. Before the lad could leave, a policeman was standing at the bottom of the driveway and saw the whole thing. He grabbed the man by his arms and dragged him down the driveway and into the police car. Mr Streemer, I am placing you under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say may be used in evidenence. Do you understand? The police officer asked. And the man nodded.
Next time I see that little swine, I'm going to smash his teeth in! John roared. John, let the police deal with him now. He's just a trouble maker, his parents could never control him when he was younger, that's how he's ended up like he has. George replied. I don't care, he should of never struck out like that.. It was un called for. John replied. I know, we can file in a complaint against him, he'll get moved out of the area. He's been in trouble so many times. George replied. But, why has it taken this long for something to be done about him?! John asked. Because people around here are scared of him. George replied. Well, you don't need to be, he won't bother any of you any more, I'll make sure of that! John smiled. Has he ever hit you? John asked. No luckily and I never thought he was capable of hitting people, until now. George replied.
***
Later that night, John, Sarah and George were sitting in the garden relaxing. It was a warm evening for that time of year. Spring/Summer were just around the corner and they had a fun packed busy summer ahead. Working on the nursery, planning the wedding for next year and a possible Torchwood come back. My backs giving me hell right now. Sarah replied. Not surprised, you landed on your coxics. John replied. Would you like me to get you anything? George asked with a smile. Oh no, its OK. Sarah smiled. Are you sure. I'm more than happy to help. George replied. Yes, I am sure. Thank you, George. Sarah smiled standing up from the chair.
As she stood up from the chair, she felt a twinge and a pain shot through her back. You know, I really am going to smash his face in if I see him again! John began as Sarah disppeared into the house. Like I said to you earlier, John, violence never solved anything. The best thing to do is just leave him be and let the police deal with him. George replied. I don't want him to get away with striking Sarah like he did. John replied. I know you don't and he won't if we stand by our word. George replied.
As John placed his glass on the floor by his chair he heard a clattering of plates in the kitchen, he shot up from his seat and bolted into the kitchen where he found Sarah sitting on the floor. Are you alright? John asked. I had a dizzy spell and passed out breifly. Sarah replied. Thank goodness you missed the edge of the worktop. George replied. I think we better take you into Cardiff hospital and have you checked over. John replied. I don't think I can stand up at the moment, my backs gone again. Feels like an elastic bands just snapped in my back. Sarah replied. Take a hold of me, we'll help you up.. John replied. That's painful, I had that a few days ago. Hurts like hell. George replied taking a hold of her arm as she tried to get to her feet.