Title: That Campbell Girl, Chapter 22

Summary: Katie does not know how to ask.

Disclaimer: I do not own Skins nor the characters in that show. No infringement meant.

A/N: For R3DNote

"Beautiful day isn't it, luv?" The air is crisp, soothing. The sun actually hit skin, a rare occurrence in these parts. No other sound than the birds achirpin', perfect day to be with a love ones. A plus, Rob thought, everything is ace.

"Yes, darling. It's so quiet I can hear my heart pounding." Jenna's Scottish accent became pronounced. Rob found it quite lovely.

"What say you we take advantage of the quiet, hmm? He nuzzles his wife's hair. He, also can hear the steady pounding. "I can hear your heart, luv. Getting excited are we?" He teased.

Jenna chuckled. Tis true her heart was really making a racket then a crash. Hearts don't crash, do they? "Rob?"

"Yes, sweet?"

"I don't think that's my heart!" Jenna sat up straight and looked around the garden. The sounds were coming from inside. Another crash prompted them to hurry on.

"Fae! Fae! What's going on in there?!" She will not have the hired help breaking her vases. Instead of her housekeeper's tamed voice, she heard her eldest child's screechings.

"Mom. Mom! Help me. Get off me Effy, damn it!"

The living room was a zoo. Katie was on her stomach, Effy's sat on her back looking close to sleep but still able to stop Katie from getting up. Naomi had a struggling Emily on her lap. James was having a scone in the corner while Fenja was perched atop a coffee table, both looked properly frightened and close to tears.

"What's going on here? Stop horsing about." Jenna offered her hand for Effy to take. The moment Effy was off her daughter attempted to run to Fenja but an arm stopped her. "Katherine Fitch, sit down!"

A huff and a tiny, whiny 'Muuum' was heard but Katherine Fitch indeed sat down beside Naomi with a now still Emily on her lap. James gingerly made his way to the couch having finished his scone in one bite. Effy helped Fenja down.

"Now my grown up children. Tell me why you're trying to destroy the house?"

"It was Dad mum..." Emily.

"Fae is a slut and..." Katie.

"Don't know what to do. It was an accident. Scone's ace..." James.

Jenna held up a hand. Emily rolled her eyes, ever the rebellious daughter. "Let's do this by order of birth since you are so bent on out-talking one another. Katie your go."

"Fae is a slut. She's sending Dad dirty messages." The eldest Fitch stood up and whispered the news as she handed their Mum the phone. Rob scratched his head, unsure of what's going on.

"Let me see, luv." Rob's eyes were saucers as he read the message over Jenna's back. "Oh ho ho no no luv. I didn't know anything about that." It was too late because Jenna took one look at the message then at Fenja then at Rob and she marched straight out the door.

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"Mum walked out on Dad. Mum walked out." Emily's head still couldn't wrap around the idea.

Naomi's eyes followed Emily's feet as she paced her anxiety out. "Well hun. What did you think she'll do?"

"I don't know." She stopped pacing and sat beside Naomi on the bed. They each retreated somewhere after their Mum walked out. Fenja completely forgotten. "Get mad. Shout a bit. They always have rows."

"Maybe this is really big. For your Mum to react differently, it really jarred her." The small circles that Naomi was making on Emily's back increased in size. Emily leans on the touch. "Could be that it reminded her of something."

"Maybe, because Dad cheated on her once with our aunt."

"Ouch."

"Yeah."

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Effy blew smoke circles as she watched Katie blew thin wisps from her own fag. They sat outside, on the steps of the Fitch mansion. No words were spoken everything was smoke signals.

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Fenja packs her bag rapidly. She needs to get away before the Fitch sisters go at her again. She's never done anything wrong as far as she's concerned. As a single person she's allowed to date anyone. "What's so wrong with dating the gardener? Robby is responsible and hot." She tells the boy who had been eating scones since... since she saw him. He followed her to her room. She thought of shooing him but he looked so lost she didn't have the heart.

"My Dad is not a gardener. He's a fitness mogul." Rob nodded his head.

"Oh so you're a Fitch too!" Fenja clutched the valais to her chest in defense.

"I'm not gonna hurt you." He stopped eating scones because he no longer needs the distraction. "You are dating our gardener, Robby?"

Slanted eyes regarded James carefully. "Yes. but I don't see why it's any of your family's business. Didn't know there was a rule against dating co-workers here." The half-Swedish, half-Chinese; Fenja T. Chin, was as confused as ever.

"You sent Robby a...playful text earlier?" James clutched his hands together in excitement.

"Yes but how did you know?! Are you friends? Do you know why the tosser didn't answer me back." She was suddenly swept off her feet by a laughing James Fitch.

"You are getting free services from me when I become a doctor, Miss Chin."

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"What?"

"What?"

"WHAT?!" Katie's final what shook the table. Night found them huddled at the dining room table. "Slut! You nearly ruined our family with your stupid sext to the stupid gardener!"

"What?! No. If you could have asked your Dad, this never would have blown this big. You can fire me but you're still a bitch." Fenja threw back at Katie.

"I like her." Effy told Emily. "Let's keep her."

"Yeah, let's." James put his hands together as if in prayer.
They heard the front door opened. "In here Dad!" Emily called out. In came Rob looking forlorn.

"She's not coming back. She went to Scotland." He said. Tears started falling that he furiously wiped away. "Come give your old Dad a Fitch hug.

Nobody complained. Nobody whined. Rob was instantly engulfed by three bodies. "You too." He pointed at Effy and Naomi, who tripped over their chairs to abide.

"Let's get her back Dad." James broke away from the hug. All the others nodded. So it began, Mission: Take Back Jenna Fitch.