Scott was ready to walk away from Alex and try to save Gia when he heard her scream once again. The sound of his poor wife in such pain almost drained him to the core of all the energy, all the happiness he had ever felt in his life. At that exact moment, all he felt was rage and anger, and he knew that there was only one way he would ever be able to get rid of it. His eyes scanned the floor, until he saw the knife stained with Gia's blood lying a few short metres away. From then on, it was like autopilot. Scott almost felt like he wasn't in his own body any more. As if someone else was completely in control of what he was doing. Anger and hatred almost possessed him.

Walking over to where the knife was sat, Scott picked it up, immediately wiping the blood on his shirt and holding the shining silver blade up to the sunlight. The rage burned in his chest again and he stood up at his full height, staring over at his nemesis, who was now starting to move as if he was beginning to come around from the beating that he had sustained just a few minutes before. Scott scoffed and walked back to Gia, kneeling beside her.

"Gi...I'm sorry for this, but I got to do it. For you, for me, for Bailey and Sophie. We all need this." He stared at the knife again and then leaned down, kissing Gia on the forehead. "I'll be right back babe. Please hold on." He took off his wedding ring and pushed it into her hand. "Hold this for me. Keep it safe babe." Scott started to cry again before he slowly got back to his feet, walking towards Alex with determination and purpose, each step kicking up dust around him as his shoes crunched the floor beneath him.

Reaching his enemy, Scott knelt beside his head, breathing heavily for a second. He slapped Alex hard in the face a few times. "Wake up! Wake up you horrible cunt!" He screamed at the larger man. As Alex stirred, pain pouring through every inch of his broken and mashed face, he looked up at Scott, for once fear was evident in his eyes. Scott smiled down at him. "It's your fucking lucky day, Alex my boy! For years you've been an angry homicidal maniac, tormented by the memory of what happened in that band and you having to leave. Well no more...I'm going to end that hurt for you." He laughed and then his face turned serious and angry again. His hand gripped Alex's face tightly, the beaten man screaming out in pain as it did, and Scott sneered at him.

"You tried to injure my family? You tried to take away everhything I've got? Well fuck you. Say goodnight." He raised the knife above his head as calmly as he could, no fear or regret in his mind, before Alex interrupted his train of thought by laughing weakly.

"You haven't got the fucking balls man!" he said through his broken teeth. Laughing again he opened his eyes wider. "You never have done. You have no fucking ba-" Alex never finished his sentence. Instead, a sharp intake of breath seemed to fill the otherwise silent surroundings the very second Scott plunged the knife into Alex's sternum, hitting him cleanly in the heart and pushing the knife down until the handle connected with his ribcage.

Scott knelt there for a second, watching as the life slipped out of Alex, the knife sticking out of his chest like some obscure limb, his eyes rolling in his head, and blood pouring freely from both his mouth and chest, mixing with the dusty surface on the ground. Scott stood up and looked down at Alex as he slowly died.

"Who doesn't have the fucking balls?" He asked, sneering one last time before raising his foot and bringing it down hard on the hilt of the knife, driving it further into Alex's corpse. He heard bones and ribs snap as the knife ripped through Alex's body and buried itself in the gravel below, pinning his now still body to the floor.

Scott breathed heavily, slightly in disbelief at what he had done, before he ran back to Gia and fell to his knees beside her.

Scott knelt beside Gia and put his hand on her shoulder. He could see she was gripping his wedding ring tight, and he heard her sigh softly, as if to tell him she was still alive. He tried to stay calm and slid his arm under her, careful not to move her too sharply.

"Gia...I'm going to lift you into the car babe. Try to be strong. For Bailey." Scott lifted her under her back and her legs and slid her gently into the back seat of the truck where Sophie was now awake. "Mum...mum..." she said softly, making Scott cry again.

"Just hold.on babe. We'll get help soon," he said, kissing her head as he climbed into the truck and sped off from the scene.

Scott looked around as he drove along the road. "Look after mummy Soph! She's not well princess...we're gonna get her help though." He turned around as he sped along the freeway towards the hospital.

Arriving at the ER a few minutes later, Scott dived out of the car and opened the back, grabbing Gia and running inside. "Someone help! Help! My wife's been stabbed! She's pregnant." As nurses and doctors came running and took Gia away, Scott fell to the floor, his adrenaline draining away at last.

Scott stood up, crying. "I need to see her, please. Don't make her be on her own, she needs me there." He slumped back against the wall. "A guy...he...he beat me up, and then when my wife was trying to help me, he stabbed her with a knife." He puts his hands to his face. "Please....save her...save my baby."

Scott looks up at the doctor. The thought that one of them wouldn't make it had never even crossed his mind, and he didn't have a clue what to say. He started to cry when he remembered a conversation that he and Gia had had a few weeks back. He shook his head and took a deep breath with his head in his hands. "She made me promise," he said. "She made me promise that I would say the baby."

Trying to remain calm, Scott goes out to the car and gets Sophie. As they walk back in she looks up at him. "Mum?" She says, making him cry again. "Mummy's getting help Soph. The doctors are gonna look after her for now princess." With tears in his eyes, he sits down in the waiting room.

Scott was half asleep and day dreaming when the door opened, and he was unaware that a nurse had walked in. Sophie was asleep in a travel crib next to him and he stared at the floor. When the nurse spoke, Scott stood quickly, looking into the blanket and seeing Bailey, tiny and sleeping soundly inside. He took her from the nurse and held her carefully as she sobbed loudly, a mixture of happiness and fear for Gia. "Hi Bailey...hi princess. I'm your daddy," he said, kissing her on the forehead softly and rocking her gently side to side. He looked at the nurse. "Gia...is she...is she ok?" he asked.

Scott was sitting in Gia's hospital room beside the bed gently stroking the back of her hand and staring at her as she lay there looking severely ill. He had his new daughter Bailey sleeping quietly in his arms, as she had been since her birth two nights before, only waking up occasionally to get fed or cry quietly. Since they had arrived at the hospital, Scott had refused to leave Gia's side. He hadn't slept in over 48 hours, and his eyes were bloodshot and sore. He was terrified to leave Gia's side in case she woke up alone and scared, and even more afraid that she wouldn't wake up at all. It had been two whole days and more since she had been stabbed, losing a lot of blood and almost losing the baby in the process, and since Scott had put her in the back of the truck to bring her there had been no sign of life at all.
Scott raised Gia's hand after a while and kissed it softly before gently laying it back on the bed beside her. He sat back in his seat as Bailey started to cry a little, and he rocked her gently from side to side to try to settle her. "It's ok princess. Daddy's here. No need to worry." He smiled as little. He hadn't let Bailey out of his arms since she had been born, almost afraid that he would be losing his entire family if he did. He had sat here ever since, never sleeping, making sure both she and Gia were as comfortable as they could be.
Scott looked out of the window after a while, sighing. It was a lovely sunny morning, but there was no way he could even enjoy that at all. He shook his head and turned back just in time for something to catch the corner of his eye. He thought he was hallucinating at first, but then he saw it again. Gia's hand moved, and then her head turned a little on the pillow. Scott sat forward on the seat, and got ready to call a nurse. Then he settled back again, hope rising in him as he waited to see if his wife would waken fully from her coma.

Scott sat forward again as Gia moved more. It was almost as if she was fighting to break out of the coma, her hands reaching all around her as if trying to grab on to something, and then he saw her head moving again from side to side, weakly but definitively, as she came out of the coma that Alex P had sent her into with the knife wound nearly three days ago. Bailey cried softly as Gia moved around, and Scott reached down to soothe her by gently stroking the soft brown hair on her head. He shushed her quietly as if trying to make sure that she was settled and happy if indeed Gia did come out of her unconscious state at long last. He turned back to Gia again, his soft blue eyes tearing up, a single droplet breaking free and rolling down his cheek. He had thought he had lost her, and here she was, waking up in front of him. He moved the chair slightly closer to the bed and held their baby daughter closer to himself.

After a while, Gia's big brown eyes slowly opened, she was awake. Scott started to cry with relief and happiness. He had sat here for too long, and he was worried he would never see her beautiful eyes again, and now here she was, awake once again. As she looked around the room, Scott sat quietly, letting her take in her surroundings, before she looked at him and smiled. Scott smiled back at her and then watched as she looked down at the pink blanket in his arms. He looked down at Bailey, who was awake and looking at him.

"Oh...Bailey...look who's awake Princess. It's your sleepy head mummy." He smiled and turned the blanket around slightly so that Bailey was facing towards Gia, her brown eyes, the same big brown eyes as Gia, staring up at her mummy.

Scott smiled as he saw his wife and daughter look at each other for an extended period of time, and he wiped his tears with the back of his hand, glad that his little family was going to be ok. Scott nodded. "She is perfect babe...absolutely perfect. She looks just like you, and she has been so brilliant."

He stood up and moved towards the bed. "I know Gi....I'm sorry. I just missed you so much. I thought I was never going to see you again. I'm just so glad you're ok." He smiled at her and wiped away all of his tears. He gave her a second to sit up and then gently placed Bailey into her arms. "Bailey," he said. "This is your mummy. She's gonna love you so very much and be your best friend forever. We're both gonna love you forever." He smiled as he saw Gia and Bailey together for the first time.

Leaning forward, Scott kissed Gia on the forehead gently, before placing his own forehead against hers, eyes closed, and holding it there for a while. "I love you so much," he whispered.