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[Charlotte]

I stood in the tiny bathroom clutching a small white stick. There was a babble of noise outside and a banging on the door.
“C’mon Charlie” A voice I recognised as Amy's called.
"I'll be out in a minute." I called back, my stomach churning anxiously. I glanced at the small stick and promptly threw up.
"You ok in there Charlie?" Jay asked from outside. I couldn't answer, instead my legs crumpled and i collapsed onto the floor.
"Charlie?" Jay called and banged on the door. "Charlie, you ok? We're going to be late." I just sat, unable to make a sound, my breathing rapid and shallow. I heard a loud bang and the door burst open, Jay flying through it. i quickly hid the stick in my dressing gown pocket and tried unsuccessfully to stand up. Jay lifted me easily and carried me to our bedroom where he lay me on the bed. From down the corridor I heard the whining of teenage slayers.
"Eww gross, there's sick in here."
"And the lock's broken."
"Yuck."
"How am I going to wash my hair now?" I closed my eyes in despair, sometimes I couldn't believe those girls. Jay was sitting next to me, wiping my face with a wet flannel. As his face became sharply focussed I tried feebly to smile at him.
"I'm sorry." I whispered. "I don't think I'm going to make the meeting."
"There's no way, i don't want to push you but it's really important."
"I know." I sighed. This meeting was the culmination of much of our work since i had first returned to England. "Give me a few minutes, I'll see."
"Alright." Jay leaned forward to kiss my forehead but i pushed him away. "Charlie what's wrong?" He asked frowning.
"I'm just sick." I replied. "It's no big deal, probably just the flu or something."
"I don't just mean today Charlie, I mean generally. Since you came back from LA you've been acting so strangely." He was right too, sometimes all I'd wanted was to be close to him, sometimes i wouldn't let him touch me. Those were usually the nights he went out to the pub, and when he came back he'd touch me anyway. i couldn't blame him though, i deserved it for holding onto him like a yoyo, pulling his strings whenever I wanted. After what I'd done to him in La as well, and what i'd done to other people, wellit was justice really. besides he wasn't doing anything new.
"It's just been harder than I expected." I replied after a pause. "It'll pass, no big deal." I heaved myself into a sitting position. "Do you think you could help me get ready?"

[Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison]

(((Would this be leading where I think it's leading? ;D)))

[Jessy Jackson]

(((I think it is leading to the thing I know you know this is leading to))) ;D

[Charlotte]

later that day

It was a couple of hours after the meeting and I was sitting in one of the training rooms with a few of the more experienced slayers. Jay had gone straight to the pub so I was supervising their work out.
"C'mon Jamie remember to breathe...Emma you need to work on getting the height, not everyone is 5 foot tall...Sam, more force behind that kick." i called out remeinders, watched them bully punchbags and smash blocks, all the time trying to stop my hands unconciously drifting to my stomach. Normally i would join in the workout but I was feeling a little queasy, and besides i didn't want to risk being kicked in the stomach.
Eventually I heard Jay's car pull up and quickly hurried the slayers away. I began putting away the equipment when I heard Jay coming up behind me, and smelt the beer on his breath as he whispered in my ear. His hands were on my hips and I stiffened as they began to slide around to my front. I quickly spun around and pushed him to arms' length, scared that he would notice the almost invisible bump.
"C'mon Charlie," he slurred. "Let's celebrate." He leaned forwards to kiss me but I pulled away. "What's wrong with you Charlie?" He growled and gripped my arms tighter, pulling me forwards and forcing a kiss.
"Please Jay, not tonight. I really don't feel so good." I pleaded but I could see in his eyes that the alcohol was speaking for him.
"A guy can only wait so long Charlie, you haven't let me since you went away. It's too long now."
"Please Jay, tomorow I swear."
"Nope, tonight." Jay gripped my arms even tighter and pushed me over to a pile of mats. He let go of my right arm to try and undo my trousers but I used my free arm to push him away. In retaliation he twisted my left arm up behind my back, so hard that I gasped. "I told you I want it tonight," He growled and jammed his knee into my back. I tried to wriggle away but he's a strong guy and simply twisted my arm harder an harder until eventually I heard a crack and screamed in pain. He instantly let go of my arm and put his hand over my mouth. "Are you crazy?" He whispered. "THe girls'll hear you, shut up." I couldn't help it though, I was crying and wimpering in pain. "Shut up bitch." He snapped andslapped me round the face. "Shut up, shut up." I gaveup trying to fight back, i cradled my arm and tried to imagine I was somewhere else, anywhere else. I tried to tell myself this wasn't me, all the old tricks and like usual they didn't work. After a couple of minutes I heard footsteps outside and Jay jumped away from me. He quickly left by the second doorway as Jamie pushed open the main dor.
"Sorry, i forgot my jumper..." She began then caught a look at me. "Charlie what hppened? Were you attacked?"
"Yeah, nothing unmanageable." She snorted.
"Looks like they managed you prettywell. What was it?"
"Not sure, fierce but not so good on the fighting tactics, just disappeared. Listen Jamie could you run me over to the hospital?"

At the hospital they looked at me suspiciously, asking me all sorts of questions as if they already knew what had happened but didn't want to give away that they knew. I didn't tell them I was pregnant, I didn't want Jamie to know and she stayed with me almost the whole time...I hoped the X-ray didn't do any damage. They set my arm and reluctantly discharged me with a load of leaflets about domestic violence. I threw them all away, then pulled one of them out the bin and kept it. When we got back I was exhausted and couldn't even be bothered to change my clothes. Jay was passed out in bed and I slipped in next to him, wondering if now I had been punished enough.

((sorry, i know its really nasty but I wanted to give some backstory to Charlie coming back and May wrote about the broken arm so I made up how it happened, also i was bored.))