Masood had entered not long after and luckily, the lovers had managed to break apart before anything could be seen. Syed followed his father off to deliver an order as Christian allowed his back to fall against the huge, silver, double-doored fridge. A sigh of content escaped his lips which had very quickly formed into an wide grin.

"Christian?" Came the very familiar voice of his sister. She had clearly crossed paths with the younger male and his father, for her next words were strained; "Oh no..you haven't!" Her lips pressed together as Christian released another sigh, this time slightly irritated. Why could she not just understand? She loved Ian. Christian was tempted to throw this in her face. Remind her that she had just recently been heart broken alike he was.

"What Jane?" Christian demanded slightly bitterly. He made his way to the counter and begun fiddling with a knife which had been left from the work before.

"I saw him Christian. He's smiling more than you. Oh Christian, he's married! You have to stop this!" Jane hissed. Christian could feel the anger pumping up within his body. He spun around to face her, dropping the knife back upon the table.

"You don't understand..I love him Jane, I love him!" Christian whispered in an almost pleading tone. His chocolate-brown eyes were drowning in pain. His sister was judging him. He couldn't help but hate her for this. She had been through the same – having to be parted from the one who she loved. She had suffered just like him!

"Oh Christian babe, I know, but he's married." She paused, drawing in a deep breath. "You and Syed can't carry on like this..kissing in public place-" But she was cut off by another highly familiar voice which caused Christian's eyes to widen.

"Christian and Syed?!" Ian Beale demanded. His tone was excited. He had just entered, but unlike the other two – not to work. He was there to pick up some money.

"Ia-" Jane started, but stopped, frowning at the extent to which her husband's grin had widened at this piece of information.

"Zainab was having a go at me about Luce only yesterday. Maybe this lovely little piece of gossip will teach her to shut her mou-"

"Zainab knows." Christian stated dully. His heart was pounding by this point. What was Ian planning?! Christian knew for a fact that when Ian Beale had got started, it was very hard to stop him from blabbing.

"Well Masood then! Lets get this out. The perfect little son isn't so perfect!" Ian laughed and made his way for the door. His steps were quick, his arms swinging at his sides.

"No, Ian!" Jane hissed. Her expression had fallen.

"You can't!" Christian breathed. His eyes had widened and he was advancing on the other male. "Please Ian.." Christian begged, stepping towards his brother-in-law.

"Oh..no, no Christian. After work tonight...your little loverboy will wish he was never born. No one messes with my family. Lucy a mouthy little cow? Pfft." And with that, Ian had rushed out.

Christian spun around to face Jane who simply blinked at him. Without another word, he threw his apron off and headed outside, pulling his phone out, dialling Syed's number. It only took 3 rings until the boy picked up; "What?" Syed demanded in a snap. Itwas clear he was no longer smiling by his mere tone.

"Sy..oh Sy...Jane...Ian's found out and he's going to tell your family and Amira.." Christian breathed.

"What?..Christian, tell me your joking? Please tell me your joking. She'll leave me..they'll hate me.." Syed whispered down the receiving end pleadingly.

"I-I can't Sy..they're gonna know and there's nothing I can do."

A/N: Sorry it's so short and crap. I'm not really in the mood. :S XD