So I'm on holiday but evenings are generally quiet so will update "Moving a forwards" if I have time too this week! (I may not though.) However, here's a quick one shot for ya all!

Enjoy it and don't forget to review at the end!

Peter had just been released from prison following a long three months sharing a cell with none other than Jim MacDonald. He couldn't believe his luck when the prison officer had arrived ,the night before informing him that he had been released. He had almost given up all hope and had been expecting to have to spend the rest of his life locked away with his best friend's screwed up Father. But the police had uncovered the guilt of his stupid brother in law, the person who had framed him in the first place.

He had kept himself to himself whilst he had been in prison, but despite that, he had still suffered two beatings, one death threat, and had been offered drugs on numerous occasions,but luckily, he had turned them down every time. He was sure they had put him with the hardcore criminals on purpose. But today was the day. The day that he was to be released. His Father would be waiting for him at the gates, but he wasn't planning on sticking around.

Nope. Peter Barlow was off to Canada. There was no way that he could stick around Weatherfield. Not after everything that had happened. Not after the lack of faith that his closest friends, and even family had put in him during the court trials. But for some reason, Peter didn't blame them as such. After all, he may not have been the one to kill Tina in cold blood, but he certainly didn't help matters by having an affair with the poor girl...so now, having lost his Wife, his Son, and the majority of his friends because of his own stupidity, Peter Barlow was off. He was off to find freedom...After sorting his head out that is...

"Dad!" Peter called with a wide smile as he approached him at the prison gates.

"Peter!" Ken replied. Quite obviously over the moon to see his Son being released from prison as he embraced him into a warm hug. Ken was the only one who had stood-by Peter all along, and had not once doubted his innocence during this whole murder case.

"How are you Son?!" Ken asked as they began to head back towards the car park together.

"I've been better. But at least I'm free now right?!" Peter replied.

"Indeed. So where am I taking you?! Out for a celebratory lunch I should hope?!" Ken asked.

"What's there to celebrate Dad?! I mean, yeah I may be free now, but I've lost my Wife and my son, and more importantly, Carla's lost her Husband, and her brother, the only family that she has left..." Peter trailed off sadly, still loving Carla more than anything in the world despite the time that had passed and everything that had happened since then. Carla had visited Peter once at the start, basically to say Good Riddens...But that was about it...

"Peter, you have to start moving on from Carla now..." Ken told him as they reached the car together and began to climb in. Ken on the drivers side, and Peter in the passenger seat.

"But I still love her Dad, I know that I haven't exactly shown it all that well, but I really do...Infact...I love her so much that I can't imagine living my life in Weatherfield without her..." Peter trailed off sadly.

"Oh Peter..." Ken sighed as he started the car engine.

"Which is why I'm leaving for Canada...Today..."

Back-on the Street, Carla was sat in the back room of the pub with Michelle following Rob's rather dramatic arrest just a couple of hours ago...

"I can't believe it 'Chelle..." Carla began.

"Neither can I to be honest with ya Carla..." Michelle replied.

"I mean...It's not even the actual murder...But How could he keep something as big as that to himself, and let Peter take the blame...And almost even let ME take the blame for it! How could he Michelle?! How flamin' well could he?!" Carla ranted angrily, tears beginning to form in her eyes as she did so.

"I don't know Carla...Maybe he thought Peter deserved it..." Michelle suggested.

"Yeah but he convinced me...He absolutely convinced me that it was a Peter who had killed her...And I believed him didn't I?! Why was I so stupid Michelle?! Peter Barlow might be a cheating scumbag, but he's no killer Michelle, come on, you know him almost aswell as I do...He's a big softie, he's just got lots of demons all ...And I just wish that I'd told myself that 3 flamin' months ago..." Carla said sadly.

"You weren't to know any better Carla...You were angry with him...You'd spent your time and energy trying to make sure that he was sober and that he was going to be okay...And he used that Carla, he used that as an excuse to get closer to Tina. So okay, he might not be a killer...And he may not deserve a prison sentence...But he certainly doesn't deserve to be breathing the same air as you..." Michelle told Carla really quite firmly.

"There's just one problem Michelle...There was no way that I could love a murderer...No Way...And so getting over him wasn't such a big deal...But now that he's free and innocent...Well...I suppose I could still love a cheating scumbag...After all, that's what he was when we had our affair...And that's what he always will be. But I love him Michelle, and I know him. And I genuinely don't think that he'd cheat again...Not on me anyway..." Carla confided-in Michelle truthfully.

"Oh Carla, you're not seriously thinking of getting back together with him are ya?!" Michelle asked her worriedly.

"You got back together with Steve didn't ya?!" Carla snapped at Michelle.

"Yeah after 3 flippin' years Carla! Not after a few months!" Michelle replied.

"Well I at least need to talk to him okay Michelle?! I owe him that much at the very least..." Carla trailed-off before heading outside in search of her cheating Husband...

An hour or so had now passed by and Peter was now sat inside a Number alone with Ken, Deirdre had popped out to give the two of them some space to talk...

"Ya don't need to leave Son...We can support ya here...Myself and Deirdre can..." Ken tried to convince Peter.

"No ya can't Dad. 'Cos I think ya know that as long as I'm living here, I'll forever be falling off the wagon...Again and again...Until one day, I pickle my liver completely and end up dead..." Peter trailed-off rather sadly.

"That's not gonna happen Peter." Ken tried-to re-assure him.

"Don't say that just because ya want me to stay Dad...I've spoken to Adam...He's happy to put me up in Canada until I find my own place to live...That way I can look after myself and him...Like I promised Susan that I would..." Peter replied.

"Adam is a fully grown young adult now Peter...And besides, what about Simon?!" Ken asked.

"Simon is perfectly happy...And safer living with Leanne...I love him Dad, and I'll miss him...Of course I will...I've missed him these past three months...But he can come and visit me whenever he likes...And maybe I'll come and visit him at some point..." Peter trailed off truthfully.

Out on the Street, Carla had now just spotted Deirdre heading back towards Number One, having just done some shopping.

"Deirdre, I don't suppose you've seen Peter yet have ya?!" Carla asked her calmly.

"I have as it happens, not that it's any of your business anymore Carla..." Deirdre replied.

"Look, I know that we've split up, but I'm still married to him Deirdre, and he's still my Husband...How is he?!" Carla asked.

Deirdre just sighed, she still felt slightly sorry for the poor woman, after all, she had once loved Peter, and he had cheated on her...And despite her harsh words and lack of faith in him of late...Deirdre still believed that Carla still loved Peter in some weird way, shape, or form...

"He's...hurt...I guess is the best word to use. And not just by you. By a lot of people, to think that most people of the older people on this Street have known Peter since he was knee high to a grass hopper...And others for at least 10 Years...And yet those people were the first to point the blame at him...It's terrible really Carla...Peter's no killer." Deirdre said, defending her step son highly.

"Well we all know that now don't we Deirdre...I never really thought that he had it in him. It was Rob who convinced me...But I guess Rob was desperate...I mean, I'm not making excuses for him, he deserves to be out away. I just wish that I could speak to Peter...Apologise...Not for being hurt by his affair...'Cos he is guilty as far as that goes...But for saying some horrible things to him...For ever even thinking that he could be capable of murder..." Carla trailed-off tears spilling from her eyes as she did so.

"Well Love, if ya wanna talk to him, you're gonna have to be quick...He's just chatting to his Dad, and then he's leaving for Canada...Today..." Deirdre said, before she then walked-off.

A few hours passed by and Ken and Deirdre were now both at the airport with Peter waiting to check him in.

"Owh I wish we could change ya mind Peter..." Deirdre told him sadly.

"No can do I'm afraid Deirdre. I've got to go. There's nothing left for me here in Weatherfield now...that doesn't mean I'm not gonna miss it though...I'll miss the happy times..." Peter trailed off, feeling and looking extremely depressed. But he felt as though he had no choice.

Just then, Carla arrived into the terminal.

"Carla?!" Peter asked, in utter shock that she could possibly even be here at the same time as he was.

"We'll leave you two to talk." Ken said as himself and Deirdre then headed a little way over towards the cafe a couple of metres away.

"Carla...What are ya doing here?!" Peter asked, still in complete shock.

"To try and convince you not to go..." Carla replied.

"But I thought ya hated me?!" Peter asked.

"Well I do...For the affair...But ya didn't kill Tina and I know that now..." Carla said.

"Yeah, it was your idiot of a brother..." Peter sniped.

"Yeah I know..." Carla said, looking down, ashamed of her little brothers cold blooded actions, including framing Peter.

"I can't believe that you believed him over me Carla, I mean, I know that ya hated me, and I get that...But surely ya should've known that I would never even hurt a fly..." Peter told Carla, and it was clear to her that he was still very hurt by her disbelief in him.

"Well I've come here to apologise Peter...Your affair was wrong...And everything that I said about that I refuse to take back...But I will take back the stuff I said about you murdering Tina...I'm sorry Peter..." Carla told him genuinely.

"Thanks...I guess..." Peter replied. "Anyway, I really need to get going..."

"Don't go." Carla said.

"Carla..." Peter sighed, he didn't understand why after all the hate that she had shown towards him recently, that she was now begging him now to leave Weatherfield. "This time yesterday you hated me still, and infact, you hated me so much that you wanted me dead...I don't get it...what's changed?!" Peter asked.

"What you and Tina did...It hurt me Peter...It really hurt me...But not as much as the thought of you killing her did...And now that I know that it was my own stupid brother who killed her and not you...Well...I guess it has just put everything into perspective for me...What's one affair if that means that we can now have a happy life together?! Rob can't...And Tina can't...And let's just say it can be my revenge on Tina to have her looking down on us as a happy couple again...What dya say?!" Carla suggested to Peter.

Peter thought deeply for a little while. Was she seriously offering him a fresh start with her?! Was this some kind of trick?! Or was it genuine?! Would getting back together even work now?! Peter couldn't be sure.

"Peter?!" Carla asked, waiting for his answer.

Peter just sighed. "I don't know Carla...I honestly don't know anymore..." He told her sadly.

"What's stopping ya?!" She asked him.

"My own head..." Peter replied. "I may be free from prison now Carla...But I'm still a complete mess...And it's gonna take some serious time and effort to get me back on the right tracks again..."

"I could help ya? I'll even come away with ya if that's what ya want?! I mean, I've done it before...Haven't I?!" Carla offered.

"No." Peter shook his head. "Carla, please, stop being so nice to me...I don't deserve it...I broke your heart..." He said, his eyes filling with tears as he did so.

"You did...But a broken heart can always be mended..." Carla said, taking Peter's hands into her own as she did so. "You need your head fixing, and I need my heart fixing...But surely all we need to fix that is each other?!" She suggested.

"I'm sorry Carla, I can't...I've gotta do this on my own...Then maybe, just maybe, in a year or two, I could come back, and if you're still single, which I doubt that you will be...Then I'll come back and we can start again..." Peter said, tears flowing from his eyes as he spoke.

Carla, unable to resist anymore, then leaned in and kissed Peter on the lips for what felt like the first time in forever.

"But baby, I love you." Carla replied as she held a Peter's face close to hers with her hands. "I always have done. Forget about Tina. Forget about all of those horrible things that I said...That I did...I've never stopped loving you Peter, not for one second, and I don't think I ever will do..." She cried.

"Then let me go." Peter told her sadly. "Let me sort myself out. And get myself better...And then I'll come back...If ya want me too..."

Carla sighed with a heavy heart, realising now what she had to do.

Then, after a couple of minutes of the broken pair just holding each other tightly, Carla slowly pulled away and looked at Peter, directly into his eyes. "I'll be waiting for you." She whispered, placing a gentle kiss onto his lips before allowing him to go and say his goodbyes to Ken and Deirdre.

As the three of them watched Peter walk away into the departure lounge, Ken walked-over to Carla and put his arm around her shoulders. "Thank You."

So I'm a bit nervous about posting this one shot, but I do hope that ya liked it!

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