It was a week to go until Carla's wedding to nick. She was excited but nervous; all the bride to be emotions that she should be feeling. She loved Nick and wanted to be with him and despite the fact that she had slept with Robert the relationship was perfect. Nick had been his usual dutiful boyfriend and everything was perfect. Wasn't it?

Michelle had booked Carla a spa weekend away for her hen party. She had been married before and had done all the normal hen parties. Carla wanted a quiet hen party and that's what Michelle gave her.

It was Friday night and Carla had her bag packed for the weekend. Nick had cooked a romantic dinner for her as he wouldn't see her all weekend. Carla walked through the flat door and the smell of food cooking hit her in the face.

'Mmm something smells amazing' Carla said as she placed her designer bag down on the floor and hung her coat up. Nick approached her slowly, took her by the hand and led her to the candlelit table. He sat her down, placing a gentle but firm kiss on her lips that made her groan slightly into him.

'Nick you shouldn't have' Carla smiled with glee.

'I wanted to treat you and spend some quality time with you before you leave me all weekend' Nick smiled placing a fake sad look on his face. He loved Carla and he didn't like the idea of not seeing her but he did want her to enjoy herself.

An hour later and dinner was over, plates were cleared and the conversation was flowing. They had a long chat about the day they'd had which they often did. Nick stood up quickly and made his way round the table to Carla. He took her by her hand so she stood up and placed a heavy kiss on her lips and led her to the bedroom.

The next morning Carla was due to leave at nine o'clock. Michelle was coming over to pick her up; she was driving as it was Carla's treat. Carla was up, dressed and in the kitchen making some toast when the buzzer went off.

'Nick its chelle' Carla shouted through the flat.

'Ok just coming' Nick replied as he grabbed his suit jacket and emerged from the bedroom. He took Carla by the waist pulling her in, he gave her one last kiss, then opened the door for Michelle on his way out. 'I'll see you when you get back, have fun' Nick smiled 'I love you'.

'Love you too' Carla smiled lovingly at him she sighed as she couldn't see his figure anymore.

Michelle entered the flat with a smile on her face 'morning babe'.

'Morning' Carla said placing her coffee mug down on the counter.

'Ready to be pampered?' Michelle asked.

'Yes I am so ready to be pampered and to have a nice relaxing weekend just the two of us' Carla smiled picking up her bag hastily and walking out of the flat door.

Carla placed her bag in the boot of the car and climbed in the passenger's seat. Michelle was waiting in the driver's seat.

'I am really looking forward to this weekend you know' Carla told Michelle.

'Me too, it's about time we do something together' Michelle replied whilst keeping her eyes on the road.

'I just can't believe I'm getting married again… I really should have just given up' Carla laughed.

'But then you wouldn't be marrying Nick' Michelle pointed out.

'I know but my marriages just go wrong and end up in more heartbreak' Carla sighed.

'Not this one, this one is going to last until your old and wrinkly' Michelle laughed.

'Oi you' she hit Michelle playfully on her forearm whilst she laughed 'speak for yourself'

'Hey don't distract the driver' Michelle continued starring at the road but smiled and shrugged.

Around an hour later and the two friends had arrived at the hotel. Carla got out of the car slowly taking in her surroundings. Michelle looked at Carla and giggled.

'What?' Carla asked noticing Michelle looking at her.

'Nothing just you looking at the hotel, there was a time when you used to just run for the nearest bar'

'Michelle I am getting married, I am a changed women' Carla winked as she joined Michelle at the boot of the car.

'So you don't want a drink then' Michelle smirked knowing that she would be straight in there for a drink.

'No I can wait until we are unpacked' Carla smiled taking her bag out of the car. She started walking towards reception.

'Wait for me' Michelle shouted as she picked up her bag and locked the car. She then ran after Carla.

The reception area was full of flowers. It had marble floors and walls. The smartly dressed staff were scattered ready to assist the hotel guests.

Michelle strolled over to reception pulling her bag along on its wheels. 'Reservation for Connor' she stated to the lady behind the large desk. The women typed the name into the computer system.

'Unfortunately your room isn't ready yet, you are more than welcome to wait in our bar area, you can leave your bags with Hector and he will deliver them to your room when it's ready' the women informed Michelle.

'Oh no we will have to wait in the bar area Michelle, that means we will have to get a drink, it would be rude not too.' Carla smiled happily knowing she was annoying her friend in a playful way after her comments earlier.

'You are such a smart arse do you know that?' Michelle smiled at Carla whilst walking towards the bar with a smug Carla walking closely behind.

A bottle of wine later, a tall male member of the hotel staff came to inform the two women that their room was ready for them. Michelle looked at Carla who still had half a glass of wine.

Carla noticed this look. 'Don't panic ill drink it fast'

'I wasn't I was just looking' Michelle stated. She stood up and placed her handbag on her shoulder. Carla picked up her wine glass and drunk the remaining wine. Michelle smirked.

'What?' Carla asked innocently.

'So much for not needing a drink'

Carla stood up grabbed her bag and tailed behind a hurrying Michelle. Carla looked around the hotel something about it felt familiar but she couldn't put her finger on it. Michelle had gathered the key card from the reception desk and made her way to the lift.

Carla followed behind her, looking at the signs on the wall pointing the way to various parts of the hotel and spa.

Michelle pressed the button on the wall for the lift. She entered excitedly. Whilst Carla was walking towards the lift, the other lift opened causing everything around her to just stand still. Time had frozen.

Standing in the other lift as the doors slowly opened was Peter Barlow. The old love of her life. He was dressed in his trademark leather jacket and jeans, but had a slightly mature look to him. Carla couldn't quite believe who she was looking at. She couldn't move.

'Carla' Michelle yelled causing Peter to look up immediately clocking eye contact with Carla. Peters gaze made Carla come out of hers. She hurried into the lift next to Michelle hoping the doors would shut quickly so she could breathe.

Peter came out of his lift and stood in front of Carla, still starring at her. The lift doors started shutting slowly. Carla felt time restart. The doors were now fully closed allowing Carla to release her breath.