A/N This is in third person, all my other stories have been in first person so bare with me if it's not perfect and any constructive feedback is welcome, anything to help improve it, but be kind about it, thanks :)

It was a seemingly quiet day in the village, only a few people walking about, minding their own business, going about their day as normal, but in the loft it was anything but quiet.

"What is this?" Fraser yelled, opening the office door as Trevor and Grace were redressing.

"I don't know Dad" Grace said, a smirk playing on her lips "What does it look like?"

"Well it was fun" Trevor replied with a shrug.

All of a sudden Fraser was in front of Trevor, his seemingly calm expression contorted into one of angry and rage as he flew at Trevor, but Grace sprang into action, getting between the two brawling men.

Trevor smirked menacingly at Fraser and Fraser's fist flew out, coming into contact with what was meant to be Trevor's face, but he suddenly realised his mistake and withdraw his fist as quickly as it came out.

"Grace "Fraser whispered in shock at his actions "I didn't mean to"

"Yes, well you did" Grace said, holding her face where a bruise was quickly forming.

"Well if you didn't get in the way" Fraser exploded in anger as he turned to Trevor.

"Wasn't enough for you to have one daughter, now you want the other too" Fraser spat "Well it won't happen, I won't allow it"

"It already has" Trevor said with a smirk as Grace shook her head.

Fraser clenched and unclenched his fists in anger as he stormed out of the office.

Trevor and Grace watched him go; they looked at each other before following after him.

"What are you going to do about it?" Grace shouted at him.

"I won't allow it" Fraser shouted.

"Well I don't care, all my life I have done what you asked even if I didn't want to, well not this time" Grace said as she glanced at Trevor who was stood there seemingly without a care in a world, but he did care, he cared a lot.

"This ends now" Fraser said, storming down the stairs, but he stopped halfway when he heard Grace speak.

"I love him" she whispered, and then all of a sudden she got the confidence she needed and shouted it at him.

"Love" he said quietly "Him" pointing at Trevor and laughing menacingly, as if it was some sort of joke.

"Well does he love you?" he asked, looking at Trevor who was stood there, no words left his lips, he was just standing there staring down Fraser.

"Of course he doesn't, he isn't capable of love" Fraser spat, storming out of the club, leaving Grace and Trevor alone.

"Trevor..." Grace whispered and Trevor's head shot towards her.

"I love you" Grace said, walking closer to him and taking his face between her hands, but Trevor had still not said a word.

"Do you love me?" Grace questioned and suddenly Trevor moved, grabbing her hands and removing them off his face, he walking off without a word, slamming the office door shut behind him, leaving Grace stood there staring after him.