I Hope You Dance

[linzie_mac01]

Some more great installments!! I'm glad that things have started to get cleared up now between the Macklins and Cam's problems. Its not really fair that he is involved in all this because of his dad, but i still don't like him for dragging Martha into all this mess and trying to pull her down even more!

I'm hoping Jack and Peter will get to the bottom of it all soon. Come on, my two favourite cops

[dolly-999]

Thanks guys, here's more:

Chapter number 9. Wrapped around my little finger

Two days. That was all it had taken.

She'd been putty in his hands, not even questioning anything, she was so gulable. Martha McKenzie, dancing around a pole, now that's a picture for you.

Right now, she was in the best possible place to have her head messed with, Cam had her right where he needed her. Her family and friends had backed off, they'd been convinced that Cameron Roberts was a decent bloke, ha, if only they knew. They didn't go out of their way to be nice to him, but they were fine with him when he was around.

Things couldn't really get more perfect for Cam right now, his charges had been lifted, and not only was he a free man, he had his club back up and running, and surprisingly, it was partly thanks to Jack.

Cam laughed at how stupid the copper boy had been, he'd completely backed off. He was still good friends with Martha, and even seemed to be going out of his way to say hi to Cam every once and a while, no arguments, no punches throught, not even the occasional sly remark.

Yeap that's right, Cam had everyone wrapped around his little finger.

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Ruth Stewart made her way off the plane as she arrived at the Sydney airport, removing her jacket as she walked, the warm air was beginning to make her feel at home already.

She could hear the voices around her, most of them speaking without American accents, it was an atmosphere she could actually breath in, no matter how long she stayed away from it, it would always feel better when she was there. Now she was wondering why she ever left in the first place.

She was supposed to be coming in a few more days, but she just couldn't wait any longer to get here, so she switched to an earlier flight, and the few extra hundred bucks was worth it.

She looked through the people around her, trying to spot out one person in particular; Brett. He'd probably changed a bit since she last saw him, these days they only talked on the phone, mainly cause they lived on other sides of the world.

Sighing as she sat down, her thoughts drifted back to when she was fifteen and he was seventeen, such a long time ago, but she could remember ever minute of it like it was yesterday.

They'd met on Ruth's first day at the boarding school her dad had sent her too when she'd started rebelling against her much hated step mother. Soon after they'd started going to parties together, nothing serious, just a bit of fun they'd have a dance of two, have a bit of a laugh together and that was it, well it had been until one night when they'd both gotten drunk and ended up on the back seat of Brett's new car. She'd been so scared that morning when she woke up, she'd been lying firmly on Brett's naked chest, and their close were all randomly scattered on the floor. So much had gone though her mind in the thirty seconds it had taken Brett to wake up, so much it was like one big blur that had hit her hard in the face.

Things had been a bit different after that morning, they'd talked over a lot, if anything they were even closer then before, it wasn't all just 'a bit of fun' the way it used to be.

Then the day they dreaded came; Ruth was pregnant. On her way to tell him, she'd at least thought he'd stay by her side through the whole thing. But instead, he simple offered her the easy way out, “you keep your mouth shut and I'll pay for the abortion” he'd told her. She couldn't do that to a child, whether they were born or not, so she ran back to Summer bay, promising that she'd stop mucking up if she could stay.

Things had only got more complicated after that, she'd started seeing her ex boyfriend Frank Morgan (Sally's adoptive big brother), making him think that her baby was his, and he fell for it too, soon they were engaged to be married and the whole town didn't have a clue what was really going on, not even Colleen surprisingly.

Then come the big day when she was to become Mrs Morgan, she was about to arrive at the church, she got a call from Brett, he wanted in on the baby, his father is convinced that it being a Macklin and all that it would be a boy and one day it would take over the company and keep it in the family.

She didn't know what do do, here she was, about to walk down the aisle and there he was offering her the world of opportunities, a place in the Macklin family. Next thing she knew her father was opening the car door, helping her out and taking her to the church door, the biggest smile not once leaving his face, she could only imagine how much happier he'd be if he found out she was carrying his grandchild, but that was a surprise her and Frank had decided to leave until after the wedding.

She felt her feet move under her as they walked towards the front of the church, there he was standing, smiling at her, his eyes focused only on her, she was lost in the moment, forgetting about her phone conversation just minutes ago.

Next thing she knew, he'd said I do, now all eyes were on her, it was her turn. That's when it all started going round and round her head. She' couldn't do it, so she ran back out of the church the way she came, leaving everybody, including Frank completely clueless. Now she had to tell him, she couldn't go back now.

He came up behind her where she stood outside the church in tears. She knew exactly what he was about to ask, so she beat him to it. “It's not your baby Frank” she'd sobbed. It had taken a few seconds for it to sink in, now it was his turn to run. He ran to his car, turning the key in the ignition and speeding away down the road.

“I'm guessing it's a yes to my offer then” Brett's voice said from behind her. She just nodded, falling into his arms. She didn't know why she'd chosen him, but she had and now she had to live with it.

Six mounts later the little rug rat came into the world, Brett and his dad both eager to see this little boy like it was the last thing they were ever going to do. But they were wrong, it was a girl, little Martha (after her mother that passed away when she was thirteen), Martha Jane.

Brett's father was furious, refusing to support the new born if it wasn't going to be able to take over the business, Brett on the other hand was showing his softer side, he couldn't believe that the little girl in front of him was actually his daughter, Ruth could still remember the smile on his face as he took Martha in his big strong arms and walked slowly around the room as he studied her little face. But the moment was quickly ruined by Brett's father re entering to fetch Bret and take him home back to the city.

A month passed after that day, Martha was getting bigger, and Ruth and Brett had only spoken once on the phone, he couldn't be there for her and Martha like he promised he would. That's why Ruth made the tough decision to give Martha up for adoption.

She didn't take to Brett till fifteen years after then, she didn't know what to think of him after he'd let her down like that, if she could of, she would of kept Martha, but she knew she'd be better off with a family that could support her needs. When Ruth did Peek to Brett again, she'd been in New York, having lunch with a friend, then out of no where he walked into the restaurant and was seated at the table next to her.

At first she'd wanted to leave, but then she realized that all the things she'd thought he was over the years wasn't true. They'd talked, swapped numbers and Brett returned to Australia, promising that one day they'd catch up again. Well today was that day.

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Her thoughts were interrupted when she spotted him. “Brett” she called out, spotting his tall form in the distance, he had his back to her, but she'd know that body anywhere.

“Roo” he smiled, turning round to see her running towards him. He opened his arms and wrapped them around her as she stopped in front of him and placed her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder as he lifted her feet off the ground and squeezed her tightly. “I missed you so much” he whispered, closing his eyes and taking in a calm and peaceful breath of air.

“I missed you too” she told him, placing her feet back on the ground as he lowered her back down, she was still significantly shorter than him, 'I guess some things never change' she smiled to herself.

“Come on lets get your stuff and get out of this place” Brett suggested.

“Yeah, sounds good to me”.

“Oh and I was thinking” Brett started as they walked towards where the luggage was. “Maybe we could head to Summer Bay a bit sooner to see Martha”.

Roo nodded, “I'm sure she'd like that”.

“Yeah, I can't wait to see her, the last time I saw her she was only a few minutes old” Brett sighed. (Author note: in this fic, Brett never met Martha when she came to summer bay and he didn't try to build a resort on the caravan park).

“Well she's a lot bigger now” she laughed lifting her bag off the rotating black luggage holder and handing it to Brett for him to carry.

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“Yeah, ok, I'll let him know. Yeap, love you two Mum. Bye” Martha smiled before hanging up the phone in the kitchen of the apartment above the dinner.

“What was that about?” Cam asked from where he sat on the couch.

“Mum's coming tomorrow” Martha told, jumping along towards him, sitting down next to him. “I can't believe this time tomorrow I'm going to meet my dad” she continued of in her own little world, right now she was so happy.

“Well I'm sure he's going to love you” Cam faked a smile, trying to hide the major panic he was in, he couldn't come this soon, they hadn't gotten Martha far enough off the rails yet.

“Anyway, I promised Mum I'd let granddad know, so I'll be back soon” she said, kissing him on the cheek before getting up, grabbing her bag and leaving out the door behind the couch, so fast she didn't even realize Cam hadn't said goodbye.

Cam got up quickly, still in shock, he had to tell Cindy, they had to do something.

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[Tasha]

haha sucked in Cam. Roo and Brett <3 So cute. Cant wait till they see Martha GReat chapter. I like this Brett better than the real one

More please

[vale4eva]

Ok, so let me get this straight! Cam really is a con artist! Bar*tad!

He tricked us

Poor Martha, shes going to get majorly hurt when this all blows up

Great chapter, more please

(Ps, where was Jacky )

[dolly-999]

(Ps, where was Jacky )

Yeah sorry about that, I promise he'll make an apperance sometime in the next couple of chapters.

[puja]

Ok, so the bags of sympathy I had for Cam in this fic, have now well and truly vanished! Grr, he's as manipulative in this fic as he is in the show!

Aww, Brett and Roo we're cute. And, Martha is really looking forward to seeing them. Hope it all goes smoothly...*hopes*

[beckyboo]

Ok, so the bags of sympathy I had for Cam in this fic, have now well and truly vanished! Grr, he's as manipulative in this fic as he is in the show!

Aww, Brett and Roo we're cute. And, Martha is really looking forward to seeing them. Hope it all goes smoothly...*hopes*

I agree Puja!!!!!!!

Update soon

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[linzie_mac01]

I loved reading about Roo and Brett, it is nice to hear about their lives for a change!

And...Cam really is a slimeball :S

[dolly-999]

Thanks for the reviews guys, here's more:

Warning, contains sexual scenes (SC)

Chapter number 10. Couldn't resist

“Come on Cindy, pick up the phone” Cam ranted on out loud as he held his phone to his ear and waited for Cindy to pick up on the other end, why was it that she never seemed to answer when there was an emergency.

Still no answer. Looking around him, Cam reached for a piece of paper and a pen that was sitting on the coffee table.

'Just going out for a bit, be back soon'.

He wrote before placing the piece of paper on the bench and taking off out the side door of the apartment. A thousand things were going through his head, he'd never forgive himself if Trent took Krystal away from him.

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Lara smiled at Peter before sitting down on his lap where he was sitting on the couch in the lounge room of his new apartment, she was wearing one of Peter's old shirts which she found was actually quite comfortable. She hadn't planned on staying over last night, but she was glad she did, Peter's bed was a lot more comfortable than her own, especially since he had been in it.

“Morning beautiful” Peter whispered before giving her a hot steaming kiss which definitely woke her up properly.

“Mmm, Good morning” she answered back before grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him back in for more, Peter was like a drug that she couldn't get enough of, he was something she'd never get bored of and words could never describe how good he made her feel.

Peter placed one hand on Lara's back, lowering her body slowly down till her back was laying against the couch and he could crawl on top of her before re joining their lips once again. Their bodies were in such close proximity and he could feel the heat radiation off her. He knew what he was doing, and he knew the reactions he wanted to get from her. Gently he slipped his tongue into her mouth, using it as a tool to stroke the roof of her mouth. He could hear Lara let off a slight moan and smiled to himself, only continuing to do what he was doing. He then moved his lips from hers, planting small tiny kisses in a line along her cheek and down her neck.

“Peter” Lara sighed in a quiet breathless whisper, she was walking on air at the moment, and every time she thought he couldn't make her feel any better, she was proven wrong, it was like he had such power over her, making a passion build up inside of her like no one else could possibly do. She could feel his finger tips moving up her thigh, each cell of her body he covered tingling with delight at his touch.

Peter moved his lips firmly up her skin till he reached her ear, muffling words into her curly hair, “How about we go back to my bed”.

Lara couldn't say more than 'Mmmhum' his body against her's made her lose all self control. She moved her head sideways and met his lips with hers again, feeling her body move as Peter lifted her off the couch in on swift graceful movement. Her feet met the floor again, finding it hard to walk, her knees were beginning to go weak from him, if his arms weren't so tightly wrapped around her body she would of collapsed on he floor already.

Peter began to move them both around the couch and towards the door of his bedroom slowly, not letting his lips part from her's. Lara placed her hands on Peter's waist, fiddling with the edge of his shirt and beginning to pull it up, separating her lips from his only for a second to lift the grey pajama shirt over his head, leaving him now only clad in his boxer shorts. She ran her fingers over his bare chest, she could feel his muscles tensing under her touch, hearing him draw in a sharp quick breath before he cupped her face and pulled her back into him.

Pushing Lara against the closed door of the bedroom Peter let his fingers run down the front of her, undoing each button of his old white shirt as he went along. He thought she looked so sexy in it, but he liked what was underneath even more.

Removing the shirt and discarding it on the floor, Peter then moved his hands to her thigh, caressing the skin lightly. He moved his mouth back along her cheek and to her neck, kissing her roughly until he found a pulse point.

Lara ran her hands along the muscles of his back, she could feel Peter's mouth moving on her neck, it felt nice. Then she felt his teeth bite into her skin, opening her mouth a scream of pain and enjoyment came out as her nails dug into his back leaving scratches, not deep enough to draw blood, but enough for him to let out a deep moan.

Peter couldn't wait anymore, he had to have her now, so he lifted her legs around his body supporting her with one hand while using the other to open the door so they could go in before closing it again behind them.

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Cam barged through the front door of the house he lived in with Cindy and Crystal. “Cindy?” he called out, hoping and preying that she would be there. “Hello? Cindy, you there?”

“Shh” Cindy warned him coming down the hallway and out to where he now was in the front living room. “I only just got Crystal to sleep, you know how had that's been since she's been sick the last few days”.

“Yeah i know, sorry” he sighed, taking off his jacket and chucking it on a chair before sitting down on the edge of the couch. “We need to talk”.

“This doesn't sound good” Cindy answered, feeling herself tense up, she knew when something was wrong, and after the problems they'd had in the last couple of weeks she'd pretty much stopped trying to guess what the next day would hold for them.

“Ruth and Brett are coming tomorrow” he shot out.

“But they-” Cindy lost her words, this stuffed up everything, part of her was releaved cause it ment they wouldn't have to do all the stuff to Martha that they'd been planning, but the other half of her was in sudden fear of her life and little Crystal's. “They were supposed to-”.

“Yeah I know”.

“What are we going to do now?” she asked, shaking her head in dis belief.

“I don't know, but we're going to have to think fast, in less than twenty four hours there going to be here and Trent's going to be breathing down our necks to try and watch Macklin suffer” he told her, leaning forward on the edge of the lounge and looking at his hands that were folded out in front of him.

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“Hmm, mmm” Peter groaned as he opened his eyes to find Lara's naked body still partly tangled with his. He smiled at her sleeping body, she was beautiful, well in his eyes she was anyway. Reaching out his hand slowly he stroked her cheek lightly before brushing a stray piece of hair back in it's place behind her ear.

He looked over his shoulder to check the time, they'd have to get to work at about eleven am and-, “Heck” Peter cursed when he saw what time it was, it was eleven thirty.

“Lara” he said, turning back round to where she still lay, “Lara wake up”.

Lara stirred a bit rubbing her eyes slightly, “Good morning again” she answered, opening her eyes properly and looking at him, “what time is it?”

“Were Late”.

“What?” she shot out, sitting up properly with one sudden movement holding the covers up under her arm pits, in the ten years she'd been at that station she'd never been late, not once.

“It's eleven thirty” Peter groaned, getting up and picking his boxers up off the floor where they still lay from their earlier activities.

Lara then too got up, finding her clothes on the floor, luckily fro her when she came here last night it had been straight after work so her uniform was here. “So what's our story detective, the boss isn't going to be happy if the first day I've been late was cause of jumping into bed with you”.

Peter let out a laugh, looking over his shoulder where Lara was doing up the clasp of her bra. “I don't have a problem with that one” he smirked walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her from behind, kissing her on the cheek, “I think it's an excellent reason for being late to work”.

Lara just smiled as Peter's phone started ringing, “Yeah well I think it is too, but some how I think we'll be the only ones”.

“I bet that's them right now” Peter grumbled walking over to where his phone was on the other side of the room, “Come on quick, what's our story?”.

“Um, I don't know... Flat tire?”

“Hey Jack” Peter answered the phone.

“Yeah hey mate, where are you, the boss it pulling hairs out of his head” Jack explained.

“Yeah sorry” he apologized before looking at Lara who was looking back at him rather intensely mouthing the words flat tire. “I'd be there if I could, me and Lara got a flat tire”.

“Oh, well why didn't you call then?” Jack asked puzzled, was it just him or was Peter lying to him.

“Um well” he started nervously, “Well you see there's a bit of a story to that”. He looked back over at Lara, why the heck couldn't she be the one talking on the phone, she always came up with something.

“Well I'm listening”.

“Well we left a bit early” he started, lying his way along, “and we decided to take the bush road, just for a change, and then there was no reception” he finished, well he thought he did alright, but some how by the laughing on the other end of the phone Jack obviously didn't think so.

“Do you really think I'm that stupid, you two haven't even left yet” Jack laughed.

“Wh- what?”

“I just drove past and both your's and Lara's cars are still there” he told him, completely amused at the situation. “Usually your supposed to set the alarm clock so you know when to get up”.

“Yeah we did, but-” Peter chocked, “well it ain't my fault I couldn't resist my own girlfriend” he shot out, next thing he knew he'd had a pillow in his face and looked over to see Lara not to happy, but laughing at the same time.

“Mate, I don't want to know about your sex life” Jack gasped, pretending to be offended in his joking voice.

“Yeah what ever constable, look can you cover for us, we're literally about to walk out the door”.

“Yeah alright, but you owe me big time”.

“Yeah alright, see ya” Peter thanked him before hanging up. “Come on lets hurry up” he suggested throwing Lara her Police shirt from next to him.

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[beckyboo]

Fab chapter

Cam really is worrying

Update soon

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