Benedict ran out of the kitchen, Alex keeping a watchful eye on him as he left. 

"Oh my, Benedict!" Amelia cried out, giving him a big hug. Lauren was also extremely happy to see him, but let her mother do the meet and greet. "I am so glad we have met, it has been too long. About..." 

"Nearly twelve years mother." Amelia gasped. 

"Yes, Benedict. Wow, time does fly." Benedict sighs, resting one of his arms on Melody's shoulder. 

"Well, it's lovely to at least be here on a happy day to catch a glimpse of each other." Benedict smiles at Melody, Amelia admiring the way they both look at each other. 

"Benedict, Mels, not trying to be rude, but what on earth are you both wearing?" Amelia folds her arms in disappointment as she gazes at their clothes. "Mels, come with me. Let's get a dress suited for you." Alex quickly rushes in, tapping Amelia. "And who are you?" Melody sighs. 

"This... mother is Alex... my fiancee..." Amelia frowns, glaring at Alex then back at Melody. 

"Melody, we need to talk. Come on." 

"Nice to meet you Mrs Fellows!" Alex shouts as they walk into Melody's room. 

"I wish I could say the same..." Amelia quietly whispers to herself. 

"It's nice to see you again Ben. Nice to know you've come back to see her." Lauren fiddles with her dress as she grins at Benedict. "Now... Shall we?" Lauren giggles, Benedict smiling as he offers her his arm and they waltz on inside. Meanwhile, Amelia is rustling around in Melody's wardrobe and discussing her chosen man. 

"Mels, why him?" Melody settles herself down slowly, Amelia catching a small glimpse of her growing baby bump. "No..." Amelia stares at her bump, her jaw dropping open. "You're not are you?" 

"What?" 

"Pregnant? No, no! Mels!" Melody groans. 

"What mother? If you had the courtesy to pick up the phone once in a while, maybe you would have known sooner!" Melody sighs, getting up and picking out a dress, putting it against herself. 

"That one will do dear." Amelia walks up to her daughter, gradually helping her to get dressed. "I'm so sorry Melody..." 

"It's fine Mum, I didn't mean to say that." 

"No, I am your mother... I should have called you... seen how you were. Then I would have helped you make the right decision!" Melody sighs as she wriggles her way into her dress, making sure her baby bump was hidden slightly. She attempted to reach her zip, but just couldn't. "You should have married Benedict!" 

"Well-" Out of the blue, there was a knock on the door. Amelia quickly turns around, opening the door. 

"Sorry, am I...?" That British accent sounded familiar. It was Benedict. 

"No, come on in. I was just... going..." Amelia made her way out of the door, her catch was to leave them both alone. 

"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to-" 

"No, Ben! No need to say sorry." Melody walks up to the mirror, reaching for her zip once again, but still couldn't zip up her dress. Benedict slowly makes his way behind her, touching her hands. 

"Do you... want me to do it?" Benedict moves Melody's hands back in front of her. 

"Thank you..." He begins to zip up her dress at a slow pace, aiming not to get any strands of her stuck in the zip. 

"No problem. So, you're... pregnant?" Melody sighs, stroking her bump without knowing. 

"Yes... I am sorry, I should have told you." Benedict finishes zipping up her dress and twirls Melody around. 

"No need to say sorry. Glad I knew now rather than later!" They both laugh as Benedict gives Melody a peck on her hand. 

"You really are an old romantic Ben..." He smiles, Melody strolls over to her wardrobe and throws him a jacket. "Here, it's Alex's, but you might need it on top of that so mother won't be disgusted!" He gives a warm smile to Melody as Benedict slips on a black suit jacket. 

"How do I look?" Melody rubs her chin. 

"... Like Christian Grey..." Benedict and Melody start to laugh just like old times, until Alex barges in through the door. He clears his throat, straightening himself. 

"Um... Benedict, your parents are here." Benedict rushes to the door, nearly leaving the room, until Alex notices something. "...Is that my... jacket?" Melody frowns at Alex, Benedict biting his lip. 

"Yes, I said he could wear it. Beats just wearing his shirt!" Alex glares at Benedict. 

"Honey, can I talk to you for a second." Benedict nods his head, before giving Melody a smile as he walks out. Alex slams the door in anger. 

"Alex, what is wrong with you?" He begins to growl in a low tone at Melody. She walks back slowly, scared of his reaction. "Alex-"

"I don't want you to speak to him after today! I don't want you two getting close." Alex crawls up to Melody and her back hits the wall. 

"Why? H-h-he is my-" 

"No!" Alex catapults his hand towards Melody's face, his ring leaving a scar on her left cheek. She whimpers, Alex shaking her shoulders. "I don't want you near him, okay?" He strokes her face, Alex backing away as she runs to the door, slamming it behind her. Melody rests her back on the door, crying heavily. She then stops noticing a pair of shoes in front of her. Looking up she recognises the figure in those shoes. 

Benedict stood in front of her with the most shocked face.