I'm back for another story. Paddy's line in the episode that Clyde died always had me thinking - 'If I'd been your dad, if I'd been there from the start, then things would have been different.'. So I thought, how different. This is my version so I have licence to change anything I want, Aaron isn't related to the Dingle's and his and Jackson's careers are totally different. It's loosely based on one of my favourite characters in literature .

I'm going to start off with a teaser, just to see what you think. Here goes.

As always - Emmerdale and it's characters belong to ITV, not me!

What a day he'd had, all he wanted to do was go home, have something to eat then chill out in front of the tv and fall asleep in the arms of the man he loves. It was nearly 9pm, but with it being July it was still light outside. Aaron loved light nights, always had ever since he was a kid, the dark used to scare him.

As he got out of his car he looked towards the Woolpack, wondering if he should go for a drink first, but he knew what his better half would say if he knew he was drinking on an empty stomach, plus if he was home he'd probably want to go out for a drink himself.

He smiled to himself and walked towards the home he had lived in for the last eighteen years, taking his keys out of his pocket he opened the door and went inside. As he walked through the living room into the kitchen he could tell that the house was empty, he went to the fridge and pulled out some of the left over chicken and started to eat it as he walked back into the living room and saw that the answer machine light was flashing.

He pushed the button. "Hey babe, it's me. I've been asked to do a double so I won't be home till the early hours. See you later. I love you." The line went dead.

Aaron looked at the machine. "I love you too," he said, disappointed that he wouldn't be seeing Jackson tonight. They hadn't seen each other for more than an hour in the last couple of days, their shifts kept overlapping and Aaron was missing him. He picked up the phone and ordered a takeout before going and getting himself a can out of the fridge and settling down on the sofa.

Aaron and Jackson had been together for twenty years, twenty years that had seen them have their ups and downs, but they loved each other that was obvious to everyone. Aaron was thirty eight and is a detective based in Leeds and Jackson, who is forty, is a trauma surgeon at Leeds General, one of the best in the country. That's how they had met, Aaron was a young officer who had only been on the job for a couple of months when he had been injured and Jackson was the trainee doctor assigned to look after him. Well, things developed from their first meeting and they had fallen in love and Jackson had moved into Aaron's dad's six months later. They had lived at Dale Head since their civil ceremony eighteen years ago. Aaron had been worried at first that Jackson wouldn't want to live in the village, especially because of the commute to Leeds which is a good thirty five minutes each way, but Jackson loved it in Emmerdale and they knew it was the perfect place to raise their kid.

Samuel Patrick Walsh was born through a surrogate and he was a good kid, he had just turned eighteen and was away at Sheffield University doing Bio-medical sciences. He wanted to go into forensics with had pleased both his dads. Aaron didn't want him becoming a police officer, he wanted his son away from danger and Jackson, who loved his job, didn't want Sam to become a doctor like him because of the long hours, he wanted Sam to have a life and being in forensics was a good thing to be in.

Aaron sighed and picked up the tv remote, he started to flick through the channels when there was a knock at the door, it was too quick to be the takeout he thought as he walked towards it. Opening it he smiled at the person before him.

"Hey dad," he said as he let his dad into the room.

"Hi son, I was on my way to the pub when I saw your car. Thought I'd come and catch up with you seen as you haven't been to see me," Paddy said as he sat down.

Aaron rolled his eyes. "I've been working a case dad, you know what it's like."

Paddy smiled weakly. "I know son, but I thought today of all days…"

All of a sudden it clicked. "Oh god dad, I'm so sorry, I forgot," he put his hand on his dads shoulder, "you okay?"

"It get's better every year," he said looking at his son who had his mothers eyes.

Sarah had died three years ago today.

TBC

Please review whether you like it or hate it. An honest opinion is always welcome.

Just thought I'd write this little taster before I go away for the weekend, if I get some positive reviews I'll be carrying on with this universe.