Happy Birthday

My first skins fan fiction and the first story I've written in a long time so please R&R! If enough people like it I'll continue, if not...

Story is set around two months after 4x08, mainly about Naomi and Emily but will see appearances from other cast members! First chapter is sort of introductory!

(Naomi)

Naomi rolled onto her back as she woke. It was just after 4A.M. on the morning of her birthday. It had been about two months since Naomi's confession to Emily in Freddie's shed, in front of everybody. Things were finally beginning to get back to normal for them. They were talking properly again and sharing the same bed again. They had decided to take things slow but Naomi was finally happy again. She had her Emily back and that was all that mattered to Naomi.

Naomi had promised herself that she would never loose Emily again, that she would never do anything to hurt Emily ever again. She couldn't stand the thought of loosing Emily again. It didn't bare thinking about.

Naomi turned to watch Emily sleeping peacefully. A smile spread over her face as Emily rolled over in her sleep and some of her brilliant red hair fell into her face. Naomi gently reached out and brushed it back, admiring the peaceful, content, sleeping face of the girl she loved.

After almost twenty minutes of admiring her sleeping beauty, Naomi realised there was no hope of her getting back to sleep and climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake Emily.

Naomi silently dressed before making her way downstairs. She made herself a cup of tea and grabbed a garibaldi from the packet that had been left on the counter the previous night. She made her way into the sitting room and sat on the couch with her tea and garibaldi. After a few minutes of sitting in silence, Naomi finished her so-called breakfast and returned to the kitchen, where she cleaned her cup and put it away.

It was almost 5A.M according to the clock in the kitchen. Naomi knew it would be a few hours before Emily woke and decided to go for a walk to clear her head. She left a note explaining to Emily where she'd gone, knowing it would confuse the red head to wake up with her having disappeared.

Normally, Naomi would be asleep for ages after Emily woke. Naomi was not a morning person. Except that, every year on her birthday she woke extremely. It wasn't that she was ever particularly excited about her birthday; in fact she could scarcely remember ever looking forward to her birthday.

Naomi was lost in her thoughts as she walked and didn't pay attention to where her feet were taking her. Before she knew it, she was down at the docks. She stopped walking and sat on a bench, watching the water. She was still thinking about everything that had happened since that night in Freddie's shed:

Emily coming back to her.

Cook beating the shit out of Effy's mental psychiatrist, who it turned out had murdered Freddie. Cooks mum apparently was rather "fond" and had surprisingly paid for a decent lawyer for him, who got Cooks sentence reduced to 1500hours community service on probation and a £2500 fine which his mum also paid. He isn't allowed to ever leave Bristol but at least he isn't in jail.

Effy has been a wreck since she found out about Freddie. She moved out of her parent's house into a small flat, which she rarely left. She refused to go to another psychiatrist in case she ended up with another John Foster.

"Mornin' Princess!" a familiar voice said from right behind her, startling her and bringing her back to the present. "Jesus! You scared the shit out of me!" Naomi scolded as Cook sat down beside her. "Well, you looked like you could use some company. What are you doing up so early anyway?" Cook asked as he lit a cigarette.

"I could ask you the same question" Naomi replied as he offered her a cigarette. She took one from the box and he held out his lit cigarette for her to light hers from it. "I haven't been to bed yet!" Cook finally answered, taking a drag from his cigarette. "I just couldn't sleep" Naomi answered.

"That time of year!" Cook smirked. He pulled a roughly wrapped package out of his pocket and handed it to her. "Happy birthday Naomikins!". "I can't believe you of all people remembered" Naomi said, looking down at the parcel in her hands. "The Cookie monster is a ninja Naomi! Go on, open it then" Cook laughed. She laughed as she opened the package to discover he had gotten her spliff for her birthday. "Thanks Cook" she said, giving him a peck on the cheek. "No worries Naomi! Top shit that stuff!" he replied with a cheeky grin.

"So what are your birthday plans muff monkey?" Cook asked, still a stupid grin on his face. "I don't have any, I don't think anyone remembered this year, besides you, and quite frankly the only thing that matters to me is that things are good between me and Emily again" Naomi said, returning to staring out at the water. She finished her cigarette and flicked the butt into the water.

"You can still come out for a birthday drink with the Cookie monster though, yeah?" Cook asked, imitating her and flicking his own cigarette butt into the water after hers. "Sure, why not. Later though, cause it's a bit too early for me just yet" Naomi said, resting her head on his shoulder. "Borin' shite!" Cook joked "Fine how does four this afternoon sound". "Alright then, still early but I reckon I could manage it!" Naomi laughed.

Okay, so I know Cooks sentence isn't realistic but I needed him to stay out of jail for the stories sake! Please R&R, feedback would be much appreciated! I'll continue the story if enough people are interested!