"Finally, a night to enjoy without listening to Liam's rap records all night!", joked Carol - she obviously loved her Grandson, but tonight she finally had a night she could enjoy in the company of her friends and daughter. "Mam, nobody calls them records nowadays!", scoffed Sonia. After Sonia's mistletoe kiss with Billy on Boxing Day, Billy had been hovering around Sonia like a fly around shit for days! "CD's aren't they, Son?", Billy chipped in as Sonia nodded with a small smile. Carol and Pam exchanged a smile as they cottoned on to what Billy was trying to achieve - little did he know that Sonia's feelings for any man had long gone after Martin.
"Eurgh, get off me, Billy!", squealed Sonia as she kicked Billy's foot away underneath the table. Carol began to loose her rag with Billy now and he soon picked up on the negative tension so he made his excuses and finally left. "Whoops, sorry mate", apologised Billy as a tall man barged past him through the bar doors. Billy turned around briefly but then had to take a double take at the frustrated stranger he had just crossed paths with. "What's he doing back?", he questioned himself as he began to walk back into the pub. The stranger, who was hidden underneath a tall black coat, quickly ran into the men's room, in which Billy followed...
"Look at the state of me!", the stranger muttered as he shook the droplets of rain from his jacket and began to fix his hair. Little did he know that he was being spied on. Unfortunately, Billy lost his footing near the toilet cubicle and a loud shuffling noise was heard. "Hello?", questioned the stranger anxiously. "Anyone in here?". By now, Billy was close to crapping himself, but he had to know if his inkling had been correct. He stepped out of the cubicle and breathed a huge sigh of relief. "I knew it was you!". "Yeah, well keep your big mouth shut for now. It's pretty obvious why i'm back so there's no point in asking a question you already know the answer to", he snapped. "I wasn't going to ask. I see you're still as big headed as ever. She's not going to be interested, you've had chance after chance! I think she's finally realised that she's through wasting her life with a scumbag like you!", ranted Billy before he was interrupted. Billy was now pinned up against the bathroom wall, face to face with the angry returnee. "How dare you speak for her! You have no idea how things ended between us.", he spat. Billy cowered but stupidly still tried to act like he had the upper hand. "One more move and i'll get Phil", threatened Billy. The stranger scoffed at his pathetic remark, "Ahhh, good old Billy Mitchell. You could never fight your own battles, could you? Well, you better get used to it. Because David Wicks is back for good!"...
Billy ran out of the toilets as soon as David had released him from his grip. At that point he couldn't care less about his weak threat - even if it did involve Phil Mitchell. There was only one person on his mind at that time. Carol saw Billy run quickly out of the toilet doors and towards the bar doors and tried to stop him. "Billy! What's the rush!", Carol shouted. "Carol, you need to go home - now!", said Billy with a pungent shake in his voice, looking around to see if he had followed him out. "What the hell are you talking about?", Carol questioned as she turned to Pam and gave a half laugh. "You've not spiked his drink have you, Sonia?", joked Pam. Sonia walked over and put her arm around her mother, "What's going on, Billy?". Billy dragged the pair outside and down the alleyway. "Listen to me. You don't need to know why, you just have to leave - okay? A few days, a week or so... please!", pleaded Billy. He wasn't quite sure why he was being so protective of Carol and Sonia but what he did know is that he couldn't let the man who nearly broke his spine get away with hurting him...
"I won't do anything of the sort unless you tell me why!", demanded Carol with a fierce look on her face - she was really starting to get worried now. "Ughh... well... I might aswell... It's David, okay?". Just that one word was enough for Carol to lose control of herself at that moment. It felt as if she was about to shut down. She hated feeling like this, but it was the only way she knew how to feel when he was brought into the mix. "Mam?... Are you okay?", Sonia asked in a soothing tone. "D-... David?", Carol stuttered. She could feel her hands beginning to tremble. She couldn't even feel mad at this stage. Even though she ordered him to stay away, she couldn't even think about any of that at this moment. Just that one word had transported her back to that fourteen year old love sick child again. David.