'I just... I miss her so much.' Nick admits as he glances at Leanne.

'She's probably already moved on to some new fella, Nick. She's not worth it.' Leanne replies. It's a little over eight months since the wedding and a little over eight months since Carla left Weatherfield.

'She wanted us to start a family.' He says.

'W-What?' She asks and he nods his head.

'She must've loved me, Leanne.' He replies causing her to sigh.

'You don't do what she done to someone you love.' She says.

'But people make mistakes don't they? I was so willing to forgive her for sleeping with Robert. I was still going to marry her.' He replies.

'You knew before Tracy told you?' She asks and he nods his head.

'Carla pulled me aside just after she walked down the aisle and told me. I still agreed to marry her, I still wanted to marry her.' He replies.

'And now?' She asks.

'Now I just wish I'd given her a chance to explain.' He admits.

'Phone her?' Leanne suggests.

'I've tried. She's not answering. I've been ignoring her calls for months, deleting her voicemails without even listening to them and now she's getting her own back... Maybe you're right. Maybe she's moved on.' He replies.

'Do you still love her, Nick?' She asks and he nods his head.

'I always have.' He replies.

'Can you forgive her for whatever it is that she's done?' She asks.

'I-I think so. Moving away is something we both wanted. I know Tracy essentially blackmailed her into it but I know she did want it. She loved Devon and she loved our little cottage.' He replies and she smiles.

'Then go get your wife back.' She says causing him to sigh.

'I don't know where she is.' He replies.

'This is Carla, she's probably in LA where she always runs off to... Go see Michelle, she'll know.' She says and he nods his head.

'Thanks, Leanne...' He says and she nods her head.

'You don't have to thank me. I just want you to be happy.' She replies.

'Chelle, whereabouts in LA is Carla?' Nick asks as he rushes into the pub. He completely ignores his family sat in the corner and leans against he bar.

'S-She's not in LA.' Michelle replies.

'Where is she then?' He asks. Michelle hesitates and glances over at Gail who shakes her head.

'Michelle, please? I've made a really big mistake letting her go.' He says and Michelle sighs.

'She's in Devon.' She replies and he nods his head.

'At the cottage?' He asks.

'Yeah, I think so anyway.' She replies as Gail makes her way over to the bar.

'Thank you.' He says.

'You don't want to go after her, Nick. She slept with Robert.' Gail says and Nick nods his head.

'And I slept with Kylie but you still welcomed her into the family.' Nick replies gesturing to his brother and Kylie.

'That's different.' Gail says.

'How? Because Kylie's not Carla? You've never liked Carla and I don't care what you say about pamper parties and that stupid fucking photo album. Carla was never going to be good enough and you know it.' He replies.

'That's not true.' Gail says.

'Yes it is. She would never be good enough but I don't care. She's the one person I want in my life and I'm going to hope that she forgives me for all those horrible, nasty things I said.' Nick replies. He turns to Michelle and smiles slightly.

'Thank you and please don't tell Carla I'm coming down if you speak to her.' He says.

'I won't.' Michelle replies. He leaves the pub and Gail glances at Michelle.

'Well thanks a lot for that. He has been doing fine these past eight months.' Gail says and Michelle shakes her head.

'You'll thank me for it, Gail. Trust me.' Michelle replies.

'Are you sure you want to do this?' David asks as he watches Nick throw some clothes into a suitcase.

'I wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't sure this was what I want. I want Carla and I want that family we've both dreamed of.' Nick replies.

'And what if that's not what she wants anymore? What if you've left it too late and she's moved on?' David asks causing Nick to sigh.

'Then I need to accept that, don't I? I know I might have left it too late but I need to try or else I'll regret it for the rest of my life.' Nick replies.

'What if you go down there and she's with someone new?' David asks.

'Then I have to move on.' Nick replies.

It's a little after 6pm when Nick finally makes it to the little cottage in Devon. Not much has changed since he was last here; there's a few potted plants in the front garden and a bouquet of flowers at the window. Making his way up to the front door he takes a deep breath and knocks lightly. Within minutes he hears the key turn in the lock and the door slowly opens to reveal his wife.

'N-Nick.' She almost whispers.

'Hi, Carla.' He says and she shakes her head.

'Did Michelle tell you? I can't believe Michelle told you.' She mumbles.

'Told me what?' He asks.

'I-I... Never mind. Why are you here?' She asks and he smiles slightly.

'I missed you... I need you.' He replies and she laughs slightly.

'Well I needed you eight months ago. Now I just need you to leave.' She says, a small whimper coming from inside the house.

'Got a cat?' He asks and she sighs.

'Bye, Nick...' She says closing the door. Sighing he leans against the front door. He knew there was a chance Carla would've moved on but he certainly didn't think she'd close the door in his face. Quietly he sneaks around the side of the house and let's himself in the gate to the back garden. He makes his way along the back of the house and sneakily peeks in the patio doors. Never in a million years could he have predicted what he'd see.