"Was she acting?" Asked Ryan, breathing heavily and looking to Jemma who was hugging Ollie.
"God I hope so." Said Martin, sitting on his bed, shaken.
"He's my mum's doctor." Said Lucy, her eyes wide.
"He's my doctor too.. but he wasn't called Alex.." said Ryan.
Suddenly the door opened, everyone tensed.
Zoe ran inside, closing the door behind her and running over to Martin who was sitting on the bed, she sat on his knees and wound her hands in his hair.
"Zoe-"
He was cut off when she smashed her lips against his, forcing him to close his eyes and slide his hand onto her waist as he cupped her cheek with the other in the shock and closed his lips in hers.
"Guys. We made one rule. One rule!" Complained Ryan.
Smiling, Martin closed his lips and stroked her cheeks with his thumb as they split apart, "Was that just to tell me you were acting?" Asked Martin, " 'cause if it is I think you should take acting classes."
"That was me telling you that I will never care for anyone else but you." She told him, a tear sliding from her eye.
"Guys Miss Flynn doesn't care about us." Called Ryan, trying to joke.
Zoe slipped a white Samsung phone out of her pocket, and pressed the home button to reveal a lock screen with a picture of Martin, Emily and Martha. "Found this in his back pocket." She whispered, handing it to him. "figured this belonged to you more than anyone."
"Way to ruin the moment.." Sighed Martin, "Zoe.. Zoe don't go back in there.." murmured Martin, "Everyone.. everyone here recognises him. He's Ryan's doctor for gods sake. Lucy's mum's doctor... Cloda.."
Cloda still stood completely still.
"I'm going to tie everything together. I want to know why." She said,
"You don't have to. You can just stay here- it's too dangerous with him."
"There are some things I just have to know." She said, kissing his cheek,
"If you've got lipstick on I will actually help him kill you." Chuckled Martin,
"I think you're safe. Now let me get you some answers."
"I'm calling the police." Martin told her,
Zoe gave him the thumbs up, walking out of the door and closing it.
Ryan raised an eyebrow and looked to Martin, "She's a good actress."
"And a good kisser." Murmured Martin,
"What was that?" Asked Ollie, his eyes still bloodshot as he tried to muster a smile,
"Nothing." Insisted Martin as the others laughed.
He then picked up Emily's phone, and gently inspected it. He unlocked it with the code of 1205, Martha's birthday.
Martin felt horrible suddenly. It felt wrong to be flicking through his dead-wife's phone.
He clicked on text messages.
Immediately he saw that the last text message sent was to Alex.
They knew each other?
He saw that there were many messages sent. He scrolled through countless texts, scrolling past over 5 years ago where he saw a photo of Emily, she was in bed half-naked, you could clearly see the outline of Martin's back lying beside her.
"Oh my god.." breathed Martin, beginning to make assumptions.
He read on through the text messages,
Who's that in bed with you?

My husband

Omg wtf you're married!! you're like 24!

Lol yep.

Have you got kids?

No but our parents want us to

Wtf are you like 6? Why are your parents telling you what to do?

It's complicated.

Come to my house

I can't

When's your husband out?

He's never out.

Tell him to go out. Saturday night tell him to go to the club r something

I can't just cheat on him

Saturday at 8pm, my house. Tell him you're meeting some friend or something

Alright.

Love you.

You too. X

Martin found himself even more heartbroken than he was before.
There were no new messages until a month later.

Alex.

Yeah what's up?

I'm pregnant.

Wtf. Who's the dad.

You. What the hell do I do?!

Fuckin hell. Does your man know?!

No I haven't told Martin. I've got no idea when to tell him. I'm three weeks already.

Fuck. Just tell him he's the dad.

Are you really not gonna help me here?! The baby's yours!

Wtf I'm broke and I've got a girlfriend. You two have money and jobs and stuff you can raise a kid.

Thanks a lot.

Wtf am I supposed to say? Have an abortion or something

I'm not killing my child

Then leave me out of it. Good luck being a mum n stuff

Tears began to meander down Martin's face, he knew what this meant.
"Sir- are you alright?" Asked Ryan,
"M-Martha's not my daughter.." he muttered, his eyes huge. He stood up.
Everyone was silent,
"yes she was." Said Ryan,
Martin shook his head, wiping his tears and sniffing,
"It's all in there.. that's why he killed Martha. That's why Emily killed herself and that's why he's here now. He's her dad.. I never lost anyone because I never had anyone in the first place.. I've got to get Zoe out of there.."
"If it's any consolation.. sir.. you've got us." Said Lucy.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Martin broke a brief smile, opening the door with a heavy and helpless heart.
"Be careful sir." Said Jemma.
"Don't unlock this door for anyone." He reminded them.
"Sir... please.." breathed Cloda, tears streaming from her eyes.
Everyone turned to her.
"Clodes?!" Gasped Martin, running back to her and putting his hands on her arms,
"Cloda? Cloda w-what happened?" Asked Ryan, concerned,
"I know how the photo in the restaurant was taken.. I-" she began, her eyes red from crying.
"Oh my god.." breathed Martin, "oh my god of course... Jemma- Lucy- Ryan someone just stick with her."
"What? What is it?" Asked Ryan,
"Louis!" He yelled, running out the door.

Zoe sat on the bed, trying to find out everything she could.
"Zoe?"
"Yeh."
"Did you ever kiss that guy.. Martin?" Asked Alex, crawling on top of her slowly, and kissing her neck.
"Yeah, once why?" She Replied, lying down flat, feeling slightly overwhelmed.
"So soon after me?" He asked,
"It was today actually. He was getting all worked up about his daughter, so I kissed him. So what?" She asked.
"Does he ever tell you about his daughter?" Asked Alex, his face seemed emotionless.
"Yeah." Said Zoe, with more anger than she should have shown. "She sounded like a beautiful sweet young girl."
"Yeah..." Muttered Alex, "She was." Looking Zoe right in the eyes.
"W-what?!" Zoë shrieked.
Alex's hands started to drift down towards her neck.
"Alex... Alex stop.." shivered Zoe as his grip got tighter,
"Alex stop!" She yelled, "get away from me!" She screamed finding it difficult to breathe.