And I guess that's why they call it the blues

Time on my hands could be time spent with you

Laughing like children, living like lovers

Rolling like thunder under the covers

And I guess that's why they call it the blues

David was lying on the sofa asleep at home recovering from a heart attack that he had suffered with Carol by his side. It had killed her to think that the love of her life had almost died and she knew it had something to do with the amount of stress the family had been under. What with Lucy Beales murder, the fact that Max had been under suspicion, Carols cancer and the money problems that Bianca was hiding from them. They were yet to discover how bad their money situation was and David was yet to tell Carol that Max wasn't paying him anymore as the car lot was on the verge of closing down.

David lay on the sofa asleep while Carol watched him stroking his face. To make matters worse, on the day of his heart attack, it would have been their wedding day. A day that they had both been waiting for for over thirty years. It was rotten coincidence.

David's heart attack had also got Carol thinking. Every time something good happened and they would be together forever, there was a consequence. Surely it was a sign that thy weren't meant to be together. But Carol didn't think so. She didn't want to leave him and she knew that David didn't want to leave her. Their love was strong. It always had been and always will. With her upcoming mastectomy Carol was feeling insecure about herself and knew that she would be having implants fitted and she didn't know whether she would like that or not. She didn't want her insecurities to overpower her. Would her implants make her chest look strange? Would she hate having artificial breasts and wish she could remove them? Would David even find her attractive and miss her breasts? These thoughts and doubts were flooding her mind like one wave after another and Carol tried to block these thoughts from her mind as she stroked David's hair and smiled at him lovingly. Then he began stirring and seeing Carol, he smiled at her with all the love he had for her pouring out.

"How you feeling, David?", She asked softly, caressing his face. David sighed softly, leaning up to place a soft kiss to her lips.

"Fine darling. How long have I been asleep?", David asked trying to get a look at the time on the clock. Carol gently pushed him back down.

"Rest David. You've only been asleep for a hour or so. How's your chest?", She asked in a concerned voice and David rested his head on her chest while Carol stroked his dark hair.

"Ok I suppose. That frightened me Carol. Frightened me to death." He said softly and honestly and Carol could see the genuine fear in his eyes. She cuddled him to her kissing the top of his head.

"You need to take better care of yourself. Anyway I'm glad your awake because I've got something to tell you."

David lifted his head off her chest and looked at Carol looking slightly worried. Thinking that it was something really bad. He didn't know how much more bad news he could take. Carol took a deep breath and then said,

"I have spoken to my specialist. She believes that if I have a mastectomy I stand a better chance of beating this cancer."

David looked at her and his face was lighting up at the thought of his lady getting better. Cancer was horrible, it had killed his mother Pat and if a mastectomy meant that her chances of recovery were high then she should take up the offer.

"Are you going to take up the offer, Carol?" He asked and Carol nodded much to his relief then she added seriously,

"But if I do take it up and have the operation then I want you to promise me that you won't see me any different than what I was before the operation."

David looked at her and didn't answer straight away causing Carol to worry. Then he answered,

"I will love you no matter what. Your the greatest love of my life. Why all the insecurities?", David said, sitting beside her on the sofa. Carol rested her head on his shoulder and replied sadly,

"Because every time something good happens to us, there's something bad that happens afterwards. I was listening to our song the other day and I reached this conclusion. Blue is our Colour because while we are happy together and in love, there's always an underling sadness that threatens to ruin what we've got."

David nodded in agreement, "My thoughts exactly Carol. But we have always got back together and mended those problems despite the difficulties that have acted as barriers in our relationship."

Carol cuddled into him and he held her in his arms.

"Don't you ever leave me David. I love you so much that I can't bare to let you go." Carol whispered and he kissed her head tenderly and held her close as if he was determined never to let her go.

He suddenly gasped when he felt her hand reached for the bulge in his trousers. She then started rubbing her hand up and down trying to make it erect, suddenly feeling aroused. They then began kissing passionately and heavily with their tongues dancing in each other's mouths. Suddenly Carol dropped to her knees unzipping his trousers, his erection was semi hard but Carol knew how to make it really hard.

However the moment was lost when they heard footsteps coming up the path towards their house. David quickly zipped up her trousers and Carol sat next to him fanning herself to hide her earlier arousal. Finally the door opened and Bianca came in followed by Tiffany and Morgan who had just come home from school.

"Alright mom, Alright dad", Bianca said to them as Tiffany and Morgan went upstairs to change out of their school uniforms. Liam was round a friend's house and Whitney was on the stall.

"Yeah everything's fine.", David said quickly as he went into the kitchen. Carol tried to look innocent as she turned on the tv. David returned a few minutes later and they both snuggled up, enjoying the feel of each other and although knowing they would face tough times, they would face them together as a couple.