He's running down the beach, now; it's been two semesters, more than a year, he hasn't seen her since and it kills him to think of the last night they were together, tangled up, his lips bearing the secret of his departure. He never told her. So now he's where the sea meets the rock, their rock - and she's there, god, he's breathless. She turns, and there in her arms is a tiny child, reaching out. He pauses and says her name; he needs an explanation.
{Aww yes Mother Molly!} Molly had cried the night she left Charles, she hadn't wanted to but it was for the best especially after she found out that another life had been thrown into the mix. A child had never been thought about let alone spoken about so how could she see him after all of this. Now nearly a year later and month of having the others asking her who the father was that she decided to come and see Charles again, not that she hadn't seen him...she swam closer to the rocks to see him. Charles came back to their spot everyday with out a fail. Molly looked up into the eyes of the man that she fell in love with "Hello Charles." she said softly rocking their baby in her arms. "This is Lara...our daughter."
