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but… I need him…” I breathed and she tipped her
head in pity.
    “Sweetie,
give him time. He’ll be feeling all sorts of different emotions that he can’t
cope with; relief, guilt, anger and pain Sweetie, He’ll be back, I promise” she
defended.
    “I want my
babies” I whispered and I turned to the police woman. I should have really
caught her name but everything had happened so fast when the police had arrived
at the good citizens house.
     She smiled
and nodded. “Who do I need to call?” she asked softly.
    “Courtney
Williams” I said, still stunned at Mason’s reaction.
    Did he hate
me, think it was my fault? Did he think I was the whore he had so expressively
told me I wasn’t? Did he think I was dirty and filthy and couldn’t even look at
me anymore? Was he high and didn’t want me to discover it?
    All sorts of
things raced through my head but the one that slammed to the forefront was
hurt, oh that had hurt. His face as he looked at me, the way he shook his head
in disgust at me… that fucking hurt, in fact it hurt me more than the fucking
sear of the poker.
     
    ***
     
    The door
opened and Courtney stood and gazed at me. A sob broke free and then a scream
as she crumpled to the floor. I climbed off the bed and went over to her,
clambered down beside her and pulled her to me, disregarding the searing pains
that were shooting through me as she grabbed me tightly and pulled me further
into her, as though she wanted to be inside me.
    My own tears
flowed as we both sobbed and wept and cried together, grateful for each other
in those moments. Our love as best friends, binding us together in need, as we
rocked each other in grief, comfort and ultimate relief.
     
    She eventually
pulled back and palmed my face. “Oh, babe” she breathed as her fingers touched
every piece of skin, my eyes, my cheeks, my chin, my ears and finally my hair.
“You fucking stink” she said and I chuckled, then I laughed and then I was howling
hysterically. She giggled alongside me.
    I suddenly
stopped and stared at her and I started shaking, uncontrollable trembles that
racked my body. An anguished cry broke free and I just stared at her.
    “Oh, Ava”
she sobbed and pulled me in tight again. “I love you babe, so, so much Ava. I
was so scared, so fucking terrified I would never see you again” she cried and
I realised that she had been in pain as much as me, the unknown was a
terrifying thing and it tore at your soul.
    “I’m here
Courtney, I’m here” I whispered and she nodded against me. “Did you bring them?
Katie and George?” I asked and she smiled and nodded.
    “Kerrie has
them, I’ll go get them” she said and we climbed off the floor.
     
    She left the
room and I went into my private bathroom and pulled off some toilet paper and
blew my nose.
    I stared at
my reflection in the mirror and gasped at the woman looking back at me; she was
thin, gaunt and pale. A couple of cuts marred my face and my lips were ravaged,
sore and scabby. I had a black eye and my hair was dull, lifeless and mangled
with dirt. I wasn’t sure my babies should see me like this but I was desperate
to hold them.
     
    I walked
back into the room and I stumbled over to the bed as Kerrie and Courtney held
each of my children. I swallowed and let out a relieved sob as I sucked in my
lips, wiped my eyes and held out my hands.
    They had
just started smiling properly, great big gummy grins when I had been taken and
as their little eyes found mine they rewarded me with the most wonderful, happy
grin each and it boosted me, it was as if they knew exactly what I needed.
    They were
placed in my arms and I immediately buried my nose in their soft hair, first
Katie’s stunning copper curls and the George’s soft brown wisps. I sighed in
relief as my body instantly relaxed into them.
    They both
gurgled at me. “I’m sorry peanuts, Mummy stinks” I said and their hands reached
for my mouth and I sucked on each of their little fingers,