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Benedict had his hands behind his back and he gripped a small teddy bear.

"H-how are you Mels?" He asked as he itched the back on his ear. Melody smiled and folded her arms.

"Good, good." She peered her head around Benedict's body and he tried his hardest to hide the present for little Amelia.

He wanted it to be a surprise and be the best surprise.

"Can... I... come in?" He asked and of course, Melody wouldn't refuse.

"Y-yeah. Come in." Melody stepped out of the way and Benedict subtly slipped the teddy into his jacket.

As the door closed, Benedict stood behind Melody, who looked rather exhausted.

"You know, you said you were okay, but... you don't look it." She slid her hands down her face and yawned.

"Amelia hasn't shut up for a while so..."

"Just like her Mother 'eh?" Melody lightly pushed Benedict and he chuckled. "See? I've missed that smile." Melody quickly got rid of her smile as soon as she caught her eyes on Alex.

Holding their baby.

Sorry let me correct that for Melody's sake.

Her baby.

She quickly took her attention off Benedict and rushed inside.

"What are you doing Alex? Get off-" She reached for Amelia, but Alex refused.

"No! I want to hold my little girl. Our beautiful girl." Melody huffed and Benedict walked behind her, rubbing her back lightly.

"Hey..." Benedict diverted his attention also to Alex.

The fugitive in the house.

"Oh look it's Mister 'steals girls.'" Alex teased Benedict and he smirked, rocking dear little Amelia.

"Ahaha, oh look, it's abusive Alex. Ooh, nice name." Benedict also knew that using Alex's weapon had made his anger rise.

He would boil up and burst.

"What are you doing in my wife's house?" Melody scoffed at Alex's words.

"I am not your 'wife' anymore. When are you going to get it through that thick head of yours?!" Melody shouted and little Amelia had started crying. She sighed angrily and grabbed her own daughter from Alex.

"Hey, no-"

"Yes." Melody had now held dear Amelia in her arms and placed her head onto her shoulder.

Now, Benedict knew.

He could make his move.

"I think..." He edged towards Alex, Melody watching them both. "... you need to leave." Benedict tensed his cheekbones.

"Well tough." Alex looked around then firmly back at Benedict. "I. Don't. Want. To."

"Your 'wife' doesn't want you here, so leave." Benedict said again, this time more aggressively as he got his own fist ready.

Alex moved his face closer to Benedict's, his voice more of a low growl.

"Make. Me."

And it began.

Benedict however, tucked away his fist gave him his last warning.

"Go."

"No." Benedict gripped Alex's arm tightly and Melody had rushed into her bedroom, covering her and Amelia's ears.

She didn't want her own daughter growing up with fighting and arguments.

"Let my arm go!" Alex shouted.

Benedict refused and dragged him bit by bit to the front door. Pushing him outside, Alex hit the ground, his nose bleeding.

"You little punk! My nose!" Alex hissed and Benedict gave him his last warning.

His last threat.

"If you ever come into this house or anywhere near Mels, you'll be sorry."

And those were the last words Alex would hear.

For now anyway.

Sorry if your hopes were up. I just let them drop again.

The door was slammed shut by Benedict who was happy that Alex had left.

On the other hand, he did love Melody, so right now, he wanted to see if she was okay.

Do the manly thing.

The good thing that was, in this case, protecting his best friend.

Slipping his coat off, Benedict placed it onto the sofa and knocked onto Melody's door softly.

"Mels?" No answer. "You okay..." Benedict slowly pushed open the door, revealing Melody lying on the bed, crying softly. "Hey, Mels..." Benedict sat onto the bed and wrapped his arms around Melody. "What's wrong..." She shook her head, Benedict squeezing her shoulder. "I'm right here." Melody peered over her shoulder.

"A-are you?" He nodded, simpering.

"Yes."

"Promise?"

"Oh I promise."

These were repeated words.

Words of the past.