So first of all, WHY THE FUCK DID JOEY LEAVE LAUREN CRYING WHEN LUCY ASKED HIM TO HELP WITH THE BINS? I MEAN REALLY, THE FUCKING BINS? Sorry... Anyway, after watching it, this is how I wanted to see that episode of 30th May actually play out...

The Depths Of Nothing

Joey & Lauren

"Lauren! Please, Lauren!" Abi was calling continuously behind me, as I rolled my eyes and strutted on forwards out of the Vic, flicking my hair over my shoulder. "Why do you keep doing this? Please, just come home!" she shouted again, the misery evident in her voice as she attempted to make a grab for my arm.

I turned round, shoving her away before folding my arms over my chest, the tears stinging in my dark orbs. "Just go home Abs..." I begged her, wiping my eyes furiously before a gentle voice behind us stopped me.

"Lauren? Lauren, you alright?" Joey's voice shouted, my whole body freezing as I looked down before turning around. I caught his gaze, melting underneath his sympathetic expression. "Lauren?" he questioned softly, walking cautiously towards me.

I shook my head, a sob escaping my lips. "No..." I managed to get out, my voice coming out more or less a whimper. "No, I'm not alright..." I finished, and with that he curled me into his embrace, me snuggling into him as I sobbed uncontrollably, tears tumbling ferociously down my face. His arms went around me as I wrapped them around my neck, not caring that we were stood in the middle of the street with the nosy Walford gossipers with all their stares glued onto us; all I needed in this time and place was Joey. Nobody else, just him.

"Joey," Lucy's bitchy, little mouth spoke. "Can you help me with the bins, please?" I thanked God he was ignoring her, whispering soft words of sympathy in my ear, as I opened my eyes to glare at her. "Please?" she added in a whiny tone, making my roll me eyes before closing them again. My grip tightened on Joey, not wanting to let go; I needed him like I needed to breathe, he was literally my life line.

"Just leave it, yeah, Luce?" he muttered to her, turning his head in a swift motion before turning his focus back to me. I saw her roll her eyes before stomping back inside; I still didn't care, I needed him more than she did. After a few more minutes, I began to calm down, him releasing his hold on me ever so slightly. "Do you want to go back home?" he asked, me shaking my head immediately in response. "Mine?" he questioned hesitantly, me nodding quickly as he wound one arm around my waist, pulling me into his side, as I enjoyed the way I fit under his shoulder so neatly. "Abs, just go home, tell your Mum she's with me." he told my sister confidently, her nodding and running off back to No.5.

"Thank you," I whispered, him helping me up the steps to No.23 and opening the door, leading me into the living room and sitting us on the sofa. I looked up, a little thankful Alice wasn't here to question my motive.

He smiled at me gently, sitting next to me as he pulled me into another hug. "It's okay," he told me quietly, releasing me from his hug as I managed a crooked smile back at him, wiping my mascara-stained face, looking at his coat and biting my lip nervously. He noticed this and he smirked, taking off his jacket and flinging it over the arm of the sofa. "It's alright, babe. You remember what I said to you the other day, don't you?" he asked, me furrowing my eyebrows before remembering and nodding slowly. "I meant what I said, I care about you, Lauren." he told me, me smiling slightly as I saw him about to lift his hand to tuck my hair behind my ear, deciding to stroke my cheek gently instead.

"Thank you," I whispered again, not really sure how to respond. I cared deeply for him too, even if we weren't together I was grateful he'd still be by my side. I sighed slowly, folding my arms over my chest. "I love you..." I piped up suddenly, mentally slapping myself hard as soon as the words left my mouth; great.

Unexpectedly, a smile crossed his face as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I love you too, babe, but-"

"I know, I need help..." I cut him off, him nodding slowly as his tense body visibly relaxed at my confession. "I want you to help..." I finished nervously, finding myself leaning forwards to plant a lingering kiss to his lips, this time him responding for a few minutes before we pulled back for a gulp of air. "Will you help?" I asked, him nodding again, taking my hands in his much larger ones.

"Yes, babe. Of course I will," he replied, our little moment broken by a forceful knock at the door, me releasing a breath as he regretfully got up to answer it. "Sorry..." he whispered, me joining him in the hall, my appearance pretty much forgotten, when I swallowed as I saw who it was.

Her hands were on her hips, and her eyes were glaring straight into Joey's. "Is this what you do then, eh, Joey? You pick up young girls for a few months, dump them, and then come running back to them? So, what was it? You and Lucy weren't working out? Is this how you repay to family? After everything we've done for you? Lauren, darling, come on..." Mum sneered, before holding her hand out for me to take it. I shook my head, the tears stinging in my eyes again. "NOW!" she yelled, grabbing me by the arm as Joey's wrapped securely round my waist, holding me firmly in place.

"No, Tanya. She needs help. Not your help, not my help, professional help. And I'm going to help her get just that. If she comes with you, then she-"

"Are you seriously telling me what to do with my own daughter? You left her, when she needed you most and who was there to pick up the pieces? ME!" she yelled, my grip tightening once again on Joey. He shook his head, his eyes locking with mine for a second before looking back at my mother.

"And that's a mistake I will have to live with. I'm helping her now, you're not. We're living in the present, not the past." he told her, clearly impressed his voice was remaining strong. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Tanya, I want Lauren to get better so we'll be moving her things back in... tomorrow?" he said confidently, a grin covering my face as he shut the door, not waiting for an answer as he scooped me up into his arms.

What did I ever do to deserve this man?

A/N: So, that's how I would've liked to have seen it. This will be a two/three shot, since I want to involve the punch :D. Tell me what you think! x

OMG, JOEY PUNCHES MICHAEL AGAIN SOON, FUCK YES! sorry, haha x