The four members of Bastille, and their families, crowd around Chris's large dinner table. They've been back in the UK for a few weeks now, while filming has been put on hold. This is the first time that Charlie has met Will's fiancée, as well as Kyle's girlfriend. But so far she's enjoying their company while the boys talk statistics of the upcoming album. It took them a month just to organise them being here tonight, since they're all very busy people.

"So..." Chrissy, Woody's wife, huffs while in hand with a large glass of chardonnay.

"How far along are you now?" She asks tilting her head towards Charlie's bump.

Charlie honestly shrugs her shoulders back, she's stopped counting how many weeks she was after Lacey turned six months. "How can you not know?" Kyle's girlfriend laughs in disbelief while Charlie suddenly feels like a bad mother, even though she isn't.

"I think I'm near my due date. We wrap up filming Illusion in two weeks...and she's due a month later." Chrissy's eyes widen.

"It sounds like you're going to be one busy mama." Charlie nods her head with a shy smile.

"Lace doesn't mind, the crew are forever giving me food on set so I'm never really hungry." Chrissy makes an 'aw' sound, while Will's fiancée points at Charlie looking very intrigued.

"Lace? Is that her name?" Charlie then puts her hand on top of her bump and smiles.

"Mine and Dan's characters in the comic books have a daughter, and her name is Lacey. So, I guess because me and Dan lack originality...we've decided to call our own daughter Lacey." Chrissy has put her hand on her heart looking touched, even know she already knows what her friend's daughter is called.

"I've heard of Stacey, but never Lacey. What a pretty little name." Charlie smiles at the compliment before she then looks at Dan. She wants to get his attention, but she'll feel rude for leaving the 'girl chat'.

"If you ever have another daughter then you have to call her Stacey." Charlie nods her head, although she doesn't pay that much attention.

While Chrissy diverts the conversation to dieting, Charlie awkwardly stands up and excuses herself. She doesn't feel very included into the girls of Bastille group, so she then walks into the living room area and sits down on the floor besides Chris and Chrissy's boys. "You're amazing!" Charlie enthusiastically says as the eldest son plays Mario Kart without making a single mistake.

The youngest son then hands Charlie his favorite book. "I love the hungry caterpillar" Charlie smiles while he sits besides her, holding his blue blanket and a pillow. He then sweetly puts the blanket over them.

"We should name the album Funeral Fuel!" Kyle shouts out while the rest of the dinner party laughs at the name.

"Right, let's get started." Charlie smiles as she opens up the first thick page.

For the next ten minutes she enthusiastically sits and reads the book to the little boy. She finds it way more entertaining than bickering about late night TV. Charlie's a pro with children, before she quit school she was working on childcare. Everything she did was to get into a teaching course, she wanted to be a primary school teacher. She wanted to talk about all the pretty colours and magnificent animals.

The only thing that put her off in the end was listening to a friend of hers who was a teacher. Apparently, there's an unbearable guilt of sending kids home to a unstable family. Social services don't care either, so you can't do anything but hope that the parent dies or gets caught in the act. Not to mention you'll have to face shitty parents, and watch neglected kids waste away.

Teaching isn't all glitter and rainbows.

"Again!" He shouts while Charlie shouts while Charlie shrugs.

"I think I heard something in the kitchen bleep, so I think dinner might be ready." The toddler frown while Charlie laughs at his expense.

"I'd love for you and your brother to show me your daddies drums later though." Charlie has a variety of talents, though she keeps majority of them to herself. The boy nods her head while Charlie helps him stand up. They both then run into the kitchen when Chrissy calls them while Charlie is stuck on the floor.

She tries to stand up but completely fails to do so, so she continues to sit on the floor. "You're not in labour are you?" Will's girlfriend smiles as soon as she comes into the living room, holding a glass of white wine.

"God, no." Charlie laughs while Will's girlfriend smiles nodding her head.

"Stuck?" It's not a thing that Charlie wants to admit, but she knows that she is in desperate need of assistance. She feels the sudden urge to go to the toilet.

"I think I might be." Charlie admits.

"Hand." She sternly says but with a gentle smile. Charlie gives the beautiful lady her hand and somehow manages to pull her up, although it takes a few tries and several moments of giggling.

"Thanks..." Charlie whispers in sheer embarrassment.

"I might not be the strongest person, but I'm a pretty good doctor" — Will's girlfriend says with a big smile — "so if you or Lace ever need anything, I'm your girl okay?" Charlie smiles as the nods her head, feeling a little reassured.

Maybe not all of the Bastille girls are fake...