Hello! so here it is! the introduction to my very first and brand new story!

I know it's short but trust me this is just a small teaser of whats to come...

I DO also realize this is an idea that has been done hundreds of times and that it's also four or five years out of it... but as long as one person reads this then i won't stop! :P..

i apologize for any grammer/ spelling mistakes im a bit dyslexic but im working on it..

ah okay this is scary here we go.. enjoy!


I also apologize for any spelling/

''I will wander 'til the end of time, torn away from you.

I pulled away to face the pain.

I close my eyes and drift away.

Over the fear that I will never find a way

to heal my soul.

And I will wander 'til the end of time

Torn away from you.

My heart is broken'' –My heart is Brocken evanescence

Rose leaned nonchalantly against the wooden frame of her son's room, cradling a fresh, steamy cup of tea. The infant on the floor in front of her sat there tinkering with yet another electronic device of some kind. Wires and cables spread all around him, great! Another clean-up job for mum! She smiled fondly to herself as she watched him fiddling about with this and that, Talking nonsense to himself with his tongue out and a look of pure concentration on his face. He is so much like his father she thought, the spitting image infact. with his untameable brown hair that pointed in each and every direction. His cheeky grin, his unquenchable thirst for knowledge. He was her saviour. Her little piece of home.

She finished the last drops of her tea before scooping the toddler up in her arms.

'Time to go and see granddad I think bubbins' she said kissing him lovingly on the forehead.

He grinned at her excitedly squirming in her arms until she put him on the floor.

She laughed as he rushed about his room, pulling of his dinosaur p-j's and trading them for his signature midnight blue dungarees and white plimsoll shoes, he obviously got the mismatched fashion sense from his father. When he was finally fully dressed he ran over beaming up at her.

'I'm ready to go now mummy' He said unable to hold the excitement in his voice. Rose looked down at him, placing her hands on her hips eyebrow slightly raised.

'And what have we forgotten?' she asked in her fake-stern voice.

The young boy looked around for a second, his small features crumpled into a look of pure focus before it clicked in his head.

'Camera!' he exclaimed bouncing across his room to his small table where he kept all his bits and bobs from many a mechanical failure. He picked it up softly being ever so careful with it, which was strange for him as any machine driven device was normally taken apart within seconds and destroyed (He hadn't quite got the knack of putting things back together yet)

'look mum, I took a picture of a bumblebee yesterday' he said shoving the device up as high as he could, 'do you think dads ever seen a bumblebee?' he enquired looked up at her with such an innocent look her heart sank for him. She picked him up and placed him on her hip, affectionately rocking him side to side 'Well if he hasn't you'll be able to show him won't you?' she said softly rustling his tangle of hair.

'I will just as soon as he finds us again' he said contently placing the camera in the front pocket of his dungaree and leaning is head in the nook of rosses shoulder making her automatically hold him tighter

It had been her mum that came up with the camera idea. She had stood there, on a beach the wind blowing her golden hair in every which way direction, her heart breaking in the soft sands of Norway, pregnant with the child of a man she could never see again, Brocken, lost and alone she climbed into the back of a jeep with nothing to comfort her and nothing to console her that's when Jackie gave her, and her son a small beacon of hope

'Yano rose, he might work it out, don't give up yet love' Jackie had said gently resting a hand on her daughters young face.

Rose turned her head away, tears flowing down her soft face. 'What do I have now mum' she said chocking on each and every word as if saying it, excepting It would cause her to drop dead right there.

'You have a child now rose, you have a baby' Jackie placed both hands on roses tiny arms pulling her into a tight hug that only a mother can give 'and he needs you to be strong for him' rose sniffed looking down at her ever so slightly swollen belly 'but he is never going to know who he really is' she sniffed placing one hand on her belly 'he'll never know…about..about…' it was to much to bear and she broke down in a fit of sobs her whole body trembling .

'He'll find a way back rose, you know he will. We all know he will' Jackie said placing a gentle kiss on roses head. 'but he'll miss so much, he'll miss him growing up… his first steps.. everything..' rose sighed deeply. chocking back more tears She leaned away from her mum, trying to compose herself as much as she could 'and what….how Exacly do I explain that to my child, why he doesn't have a dad…' Jackie sat back tucking roses blond hair behind one ear… 'Well… I did it.. And I'm not saying it'll be easy.. because it won't… and when he's old enough he will understand… but until then We'll tell him that daddy's looking.. And one day he'll find you… we can give him a camera.. we'll take pictures every day and when he's old enough let him take his own pictures of thing that interest him… things that inspire him… and if he comes back, at least he can share the memories with him .. no matter how old he gets…'

At the time rose thought it dumb, foolish even but it kept her going, kept her busy and it really truly worked. Rose knew now that he might never come back. She truly understood what he meant by she would never see him again. But if it gave her son hope, then why not?

'mummy can we go see grandpa and Granma now?' her little boy asked in a tentative voice, rose jumped looking down, she really had got lost In her own thoughts

'Of course we can lets go' she said putting him down on the floor and laughing as he ran off full pelt down the rickety wooden stairs of her small house. She closed the door behind her and swooped up her boy in her arms making him giggle uncontrollably she kissed him again once on the forehead then bundled him into the front of her small light blue car.

When they finally got to her mother's house jack unbelted himself and was out of her small car seat in a flash, toddling across their new white stone drive way. he was at the door and knocking in seconds. After a couple of minutes delay Pete was at the door smiling down on the little boy in front of him. Her baby was the heart and soul of her family and rose smiled fondly across the drive way of the tyler mansion as Pete picked up his first grandchild and swung him round in his arms, touching his nose to the little boys smaller one. Jack had bought hope and happiness to everyone he had come in contact with. Especially for rose, Pete and her mother Jackie.

She remembered the day he was born.

After one last push a small cry came from the arms of her mother, cradling in her arms was the smallest person rose had ever seen, it was hers and his baby… it was there little boy. Jackie had beamed up to her a smile so filled with joy and love rose couldn't help but beam back, exhausted and out of breath she had just laid eyes on the most beautiful thing in creation, even then at mere seconds old his resemblance of his father had been so painfully, beautiful that rose couldn't help but choke down a tears, when he was placed in her arms for the first time it was as though her heart had doubled in size, giving her new baby all the love he would ever need., the happiness of the of the moment tinged with a small amount of regret and sadness for the father who would never know about him.. Never see his own son.

'What are you going to call him?' Jackie had asked, sitting beside rose stroking the soft brown hair of her brand new grandson

'I'm going to call him jack'


So ye

there it is the intro.. Review if you can i would seriously love it...

bobby x