HEYY! This is a massive miracle. I have thought of a way to start up 'this was her purpose' fic as a sequel. You may just have to imagine that everyone is around 36/37 now instead, sorry.

I really need a new title, but one which fits as well. I will do you a deal: you give me a title and if I choose your it, I will use your idea (if you come up with one) and make you a character within the fic as well as say a special thanks. I apologise if that sounds a little cheeky but I am desperate. I hope you like it. Xx

It had been 6 eventful years since Emma's diagnosis and the little family were as great as great could be. Jac and Jonny were now engaged. Jonny had finally proposed to Jac on the highest cliff in Scotland. He had left an exhausted 4 year old Emma with his parents and taken Jac for a late night walk, promising her the most beautiful sight. The winter breeze had been cool, biting at their noses and the sky was so clear you see the Milky Way in all its colourful glory. They had somehow fallen into conversation about marriage after Jonny's mum had brought up the subject.

The young Scotsman had been thinking of proposing to the love of his life and had actually bought a beautiful emerald ring, he had said it complimented her bright emerald eyes. It was just the getting- down- on- one- knee part that was holding him back. Finally though, he had plucked up the courage and asked her on the cliff under the star lit skies. There was no fuss, no drama, and no one knee. He looked into her eyes and was surprised at his lack of nerves. Jac had looked back at him and he finally spoke the 4 little words. Jac had been speechless for only amillisecond. She matched his simplicity with a small nod of her head and a sweet kiss.

Now here they were, dropping Emma off at the overly-sized infant school for her first day in year 1. The parents walked each side of their little girl both grasping onto her tiny fingers. Because of Emma's Progaria the medical professionals had a teaching assistant to be with Emma most the time.

The little girl had already had her fair share of experience with bullies because of the way she looked. Emma never got in trouble for retaliating because she very really ever did. It was Jac who taught her to turn the other cheek. One day, however, it had got too much for her. She had seen her parents crying to each other, curled up on the sofa because she had asked about why she looked different. Jac and Jonny had tried to explain as best they could, but how on earth was any parent supposed to tell their child that they may never live to b an adult. To be restricted to a life only of childhood. The little girl began to get wound up and frustrated and Jonny was worried that she was going to hurt herself. The parents had resorted to calling Mo and Michael to help explain, which was still understandably hard for the little girls aunt and uncle.

That day at nursery one of the kids had asked her why was her auntie and uncle bringing her followed up by a remark that 'her mummy and daddy didn't like her because she was ugly'. The little spiteful girl who said this was met with an almighty pull on her short blond hair. Jac and Jonny were disappointed with their child's behaviour but didn't take it any further than saying it was wrong.

"Right, be good, work hard and if any of the other kids give you grief just ignore them because they are just jealous of how pretty and smart and lucky you are, ok. Daddy and I love you!" Jac said, kissing her grown up girl on the head. Emma responded with a small nod and a great big smile plastered to her cheeks. She hugged her parents' legs tightly and took hold of Miss Lindsey's hand. Shouting "I love you" to her parents over her shoulder, she walked away.

Jonny wrapped his strong arm protectively around Jac as they watched her walk into school.

"You ok?" Jonny asked Jac into her ear. He knew how she felt, he was worried too.

"I'm fine" she spoke softly. Jonny didn't seem convinced so she backed it up with a smile and a quick kiss before they walked back to the brand new, shiny silver Car.

The drive to the hospital was a quiet one. The couple sat in a companionable silence, thinking about how their daughter was getting on. The pair was astounded by how mature and understanding Emma was. Jonny was aware that she had caught them crying on a regular basis and she never questioned them or asked them to stop, knowing it was ok to cry sometimes. Jac had argued only as long as if it is for the right reasons, thinking about all the times she had cried because of her past, letting all the people who abused her win.

Jonny knew all about what happened to Jac from the moment when she was born right up to the present day and Jac knew the same about Jonny. It turned out that they weren't that different with both having suffered bad upbringings, albeit in varied ways, with Jonny's parents showing more of an interest in his brother than him. He had run away when he was 16, ridding himself from his father's obvious show of favouritism.

Jonny parked up the car in his usual space. He turned the growling engine off before turning to look at Jac. He studied her before deciding to intercept the all-consuming quietness inside the vehicle.

"She will be ok you know. She is strong and she has Becca and Rosie to play with and talk to as well as Miss Lindsey." He spoke reassuringly to his fiancé.

"I know. She just looked a bit upset this morning. I don't want to sound horrible like I enjoy seeing her suffering but… sometimes, I just wish she would cry or talk to us. Do you ever feel like that?"

"All the time. I am forever guessing what goes on through her head. ..Come on, let's go inside. If we wait any longer we're going to be late… oops spoke too soon." He corrected himself as he looked at his watch. Jac let out a little laugh before opening her door.

She stepped out and met Jonny round the front. She waited until he had locked the car before threading her arm through his and together, they made their way into the hospital.

As they reached Darwin they went straight into the locker room to change into scrubs. As Jac took off her casual top to change into her scrub top Jonny approached her from behind. He kissed her shoulder gently as he spoke,

"Your body is amazing" he placed another gentle kiss on her neck.

"I know what you're doing and it's not going to work. We do actually have patients to see"

"Oh well, we're all going to die sooner or later I'm sure they can last half an hour"

"Well, as medical professionals it's our job to make sure they die later rather than sooner. Now come on you're making us even more late than we actually are." Jac protested one final time before slipping her top over her head and walking briskly out of the room...

"Suit yourself you moody –"Jonny began to mutter under his breath but stopped himself as she walked back in.

"Forgot my stethoscope" she Said with a smirk on her face, registering what he was about to say.

THANK YOU! I hope this was ok. Please review with more ideas and helpful criticism. Remember what I said at the top and when I update will probably depend on if I get titles etc. Xx