A.N This is my first fanfiction, this is a multi chapter fic, I now this chapter is a bit short but it is just to set the scene. This is set at the end of 'Little Star' which is the episode in which Jac leaves Emma with Jonny. Please Please Please read and review.

My heart was thumping in my chest, tears and mascara were slowly making their way down my cheeks, God I must have look a right state. Suddenly the belt strapped around me feels overly tight, what the hell was I doing? I was abandoning my daughter, that's what. But why? I had only lightly questioned my parenting skills before my mother rocked up, and every time every worry had faded as Emma's cheeky dimpled smile had come in to view.

I remember that now, her big emerald eyes and high cheek bones, everybody said that she was the spit of me. I think of my best moments with Emma, when she curled up into a ball on my chest and snoozes the afternoon away. Or when she guzzles milk her big eyes stare back at me, steady and beautiful.

I blink the memories away and look around me, trying to focus on something, I take note that the business cabin is around 10m long, with rows of single seating stretching down the middle and two outer sides. There is a large toilet at the front and rear of the cabin. I stop noticing things for a moment and again am lost in my thoughts. I look down at my lap. My long ginger hair tumbles past my shoulders and hangs by my face.

I think back to my pregnancy, of how I was so terrified of losing my precious baby girl. I think back to Jonny and Bonnie, together. How I had been so annoyed with myself for not saying how I felt about Jonny before they had got together, before I had lost my chance. I think back to myself lying on my bed in my flat, my fingers lightly grazing the gentle curve of my stomach. As if I was scared that I would harm it. I graze my flat stomach now thinking back to the amazing feeling that I felt when Emma gave out a few light kicks. And how I had wished that me and Jonny had been together, that he could have been lying beside me with hands pressed on my stomach feeling the same excitement yet anxiety that she would not make it.

I think back to the moment that Emma had been given the all clear and being told that we, well I, could take her home. That was the happiest moment of my life . . .

'CABIN CREW PLEASE PREPARE FOR TAKE OFF'

I can't do this, I unbuckle my belt and reach up and grab my bag from the overhead locker.I sprint towards the door as I see them begin to close the doors. I hear the crew calling my name as I slide through the gap in the door. I hear shouting and it takes me a moment to realize that I am falling. No stairs.

The short fall seems to take a lifetime. EMMA. Then nothing.