The next morning, like usual, Aaron was up with Erin already. Jackson had woken to an empty bed. He quickly got dressed before going downstairs to the kitchen. He wanted to feed Erin this morning, or at least do something for her. Aaron was taking control of everything that concerned her. He found Aaron in the kitchen trying to make Erin her morning bottle. Freddie was seated in the lounge, watching TV and munching on cereal. Never allowed that, they had always taught Freddie to eat his meals at the table.

"Why isn't Freddie eating in here?" Jackson asked as he heard their son laughing at some cartoon on the screen.

"He wanted to eat in there." Aaron shrugged irritably as he concentrated on getting the exact amount described in the instructions on the back of the tin.

"Aaron, we've taught him to eat meals at the kitchen table." Jackson sighed. "He shouldn't be eating in there!"

"Whatever!" Aaron snapped as poured the formulae back into the container to start again. At least he wasn't using all the bottles. That was a step forward.

"Here." Jackson said taking the container from Aaron's hands. "I'll do that."

"What? No!" Aaron exclaimed snatching the container back from Jackson. Panic beginning to rise in him.

"Aaron, I said I'll do it." Jackson said firmly, taking it back from the young mechanic. "Go upstairs, shower, get dressed and go to work."

Aaron glared at Jackson. He didn't want to go upstairs and do as he said. Erin needed him!

When Aaron made no move to go upstairs, Jackson repeated himself. "Aaron. Go. Now."

He shot him one finale glare before grudgingly sloping upstairs.

"Finally." Jackson sighed.

For the first time in ages Jackson was doing something for his daughter! Once here bottle was made she went through to the lounge to feed her. Erin hadn't even finished her bottle when Aaron came running down the stairs in a rush. Jackson noted that he had done as he was told and taken a shower albeit it was a very quick one. Aaron's hair was still wet, missing the usual gel he ran through his spiky tufts and it looked like he had thrown whatever he could find on, some of them being his clothes.

"Aaron go back upstairs and get changed." Jackson told him as he scanned his attire.

"What? Why?" Aaron asked looking down at himself.

Jackson rolled his eyes. "Nothing matches."

It was true what he said. Aaron had a pair of navy trackies on, a khaki green hoodie and a white t-shirt.

"Go on! Get changed!-" Jackson finished as he sat Erin up and began to rub her back.

"You're doing it wrong!" Aaron exclaimed. He flung himself to his knees in front of Jackson on the sofa and took Erin from his hands.

"Aaron!" Jackson was stunned. He knew how to care for a baby. He'd cared for Freddie not so long ago.

"Shh!" Aaron snapped as he stood up and lulled around the room with Erin in his arms.

"You're unbelievable." Jackson muttered as he left the room. "Come on Freddie, let's take you to your Nan's."

He'd didn't bother to check if Aaron was going to work. He picked out clothes for Freddie to change into from his pyjamas and took him over to Hazel's for the day before heading off to work. He didn't even say a 'goodbye' to Aaron as he headed out the door. Like usual, he was too busy fussing over Erin. Jackson didn't want to become jealous over a baby, but it was starting to look that way. He wasn't jealous of her, he was jealous for her. He was jealous that Aaron was stealing her away all the time. It had pissed him off that morning when Aaron had snatched her from him. It had hurt having his daughter taken from him. He couldn't go on like it. He'd wait and see what other people thought before doing anything. After all, Paddy and Rhona hadn't said anything, or anyone else. Just he and his mum had noticed. Maybe it was him overreacting. He should be happy that Aaron's taken an interest in their daughter. It had taken months for him to connect with Freddie. He should be grateful he kept telling himself.

He hadn't had time to talk to his mother in the morning, he'd been running late for work when he'd had to drop Freddie off. So when he went back after work to collect his son, she'd cooked him dinner and made him a cup of tea ready for when he walked through the door, eager to get her son to talk. She was just as concerned as he was.

"Mum, you shouldn't have." Jackson protested as he saw the meal she's laid out on the kitchen table for him. Freddie was in the lounge watching a DVD having already eaten his an hour earlier.

"I made Freddie some and I had a little extra left over." Hazel shook off as she ushered him to the chair at the table.

"Thanks. But a 'little' extra?" Jackson laughed as he saw the mounds of food on his plate.

Hazel shrugged her shoulders. "Alright you caught me. But you can't be eating well, a new baby and everything else going on." She said. "Besides it isn't as though Aaron's going to notice you're not back."

True, Jackson thought.

Jackson dug into his meal, hungry after a decent days worth of work. It wasn't until he was nearly finished that Hazel took up a seat at the kitchen table.

"How were things this morning? You seemed a bit. . .narked." Hazel commented.

Jackson rolled his eyes. "Still the same. He's. . . I was feeding Erin this morning." Jackson told her. "I suppose that's a break through, can't remember the last time I done that. But. . . Argh- he just snatched her from and yelled at me for doing to wrong."

Hazel pulled a face. "You took care of Freddie alright."

"I know." Jackson sighed. "I just . . .I don't know."

"Is he at work now?" Hazel asked, she had assumed he was at home with Erin.

"No, he's at home." Jackson corrected her. "Cain's been on my case because he's not answering his texts."

Hazel sighed and took a moment to think how she was going to word her next sentence. "Jackson . . . Do you maybe think that, just maybe, he could have PND again?"

Jackson tried to think about what his mother had just suggested. PND? But Aaron was head over heels for Erin, he would do anything. It didn't make sense. "No." Jackson said shaking his head. "He's not like how he was with Freddie."

"Jackson it can take on different forms." Hazel explained to her son, placing a hand on his. "He's possessive, you even told me last what he keeps doing with Erin's feed. He needs to see a doctor."

"I thought maybe he was just . . ." Jackson said trailing off as the thought started to sound ridiculous even to himself in his head. "Never mind. What am I gonna do mum?"

"Tell Paddy and Chas. You can leave Freddie with me at the moment if you want." Hazel instructed him. "He's quite happy. He might not understand that one of his daddy's is poorly."

Jackson dropped his head in hands and let out a breath. "Oh god mum, why now? Why again?" Jackson asked. "He doesn't deserve it twice!"

"I know love." Hazel soothed. "But we'll get him through this."

Back at Smithy Cottage Aaron was upstairs in their bedroom. Erin was sleeping peacefully in her cot while Aaron sat on the edge of the bed jittering his leg anxiously as he watched her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, he needed to make sure she was safe at all times. He didn't hear Jackson arrive home or even notice that he was home late. He was too concerned by the little life in his care. He didn't want to mess a single thing up for her. He didn't know why but he couldn't control the growing fear and anxiety inside of him as he watched Jackson with Erin earlier. He'd had the quickest shower ever when he knew Jackson was downstairs feeding her. No sooner had he jumped in had he gotten out and threw on whatever was closest to him. The whole time he kept going over and over in his head, had Jackson gotten the milk the right temperature, was he holding her right, was she eating, was he being careful. He just couldn't stop the thoughts rushing through his mind. Even now he was scared. But why?

Downstairs, Jackson was checking the coast was clear for Aaron. He could hear Paddy in the lounge talking to Rhona about one of his clients that day so finding him hadn't been so hard. It was trying to explain to Paddy that he and Hazel thought Aaron might have PND again. It was hard enough the first time round.

"Paddy, could I have a word please?" Jackson asked him. "Sorry Rhona."

"Yeah sure!" The older man had responded jumping to his feet and following Jackson through to the kitchen. "What's it about?"

"Aaron. . ." Jackson started.

Paddy lent his head back in understanding. The young mechanic was often troubled. "What's wrong?"

"I think he might have PND." Jackson told him straight out.

"Again?" Paddy exclaimed loudly.

Jackson shot him a warning look, frightened in case Aaron had heard.

"Sorry." Paddy apologised sheepishly. "Again?" He repeated.

The builder nodded his head. "'fraid so." He sighed.

"But he's seems- h-he seems perfectly fine to me." Paddy rambled. "He's amazing with Erin, from what I've seen."

"When was the last time you saw anyone but Aaron caring for her?" Jackson asked him.

He could see Paddy thinking it over in his head, trying to remember. He couldn't.

"Exactly." Jackson said when he saw Paddy register what he was getting at. "He won't let her out of her sight. The other night he'd made about fifteen bottles before he only used one." He admitted to the older man. "He's not sleeping properly, I doubt he's eating right. He's a mess."

"I would have noticed-." Paddy said, he didn't want to believe his surrogate son had gotten PND again. It wasn't fair the first time round let alone a second.

Jackson shook his head. "You wouldn't have. I didn't have till the other day." Jackson admitted. "My mum was actually the one who pointed it out."

"Have you told Chas?" Paddy asked.

"No not yet, thought I would tell you first."

"Thank you."

In the end it was Paddy who told Chas. It had been five days since Jackson had confessed his worries for the younger man to Paddy. And in those five days they'd tried to get through to Aaron. Chas had popped over a few times with gifts for Erin, trying to tempt Aaron to let her see for a bit. But he didn't. He'd barely left their room for the last three days and it seemed things were only getting worse the harder they tried to get to him. He wouldn't let them.

"I want to see my daughter!" Jackson fumed as he let off some steam to Paddy in the kitchen.

"Shh! He'll hear you." Paddy hissed glancing up at the ceiling.

"I don't care! Let him!" Jackson spat. He was beyond annoyed on the verge of going over angry. He wanted to see his daughter. He wanted to care for her, hold her. But he couldn't. Aaron wouldn't let him. He was getting more possessive as the days went and his constant snapping was sending Jackson up the walls.

"Jackson . . ." Paddy tried to calm.

He stood for a moment, breathing deeply as he stared at the floor, back resting against the worktop as he thought. Fuck it! He thought. Pushing himself up he stormed towards the stairs.

"Jackson!" Paddy shouted after him. It was going to end in tears.

"No! I want to hold my daughter! He can't stop me!" Jackson barked as he flew up the stairs.

He burst into the bedroom. Erin was laying in her cot, staring up at her butterfly mobile as Aaron sat on the bed staring off into thin air. He didn't care right now if Aaron was okay, or even bothered about what he thinking of. He just wanted to be a parent to his daughter and Aaron wasn't going to stop him. Just as he was halfway across the room towards Erin, Aaron snapped out of his thoughts. He jumped to his feet and tried to step in front of Jackson stopping him.

"What you doing?" Aaron asked shakily as he watched Jackson stand near Erin's cot.

Jackson shot him a glare not even gracing his boyfriend with an answer.

"Jackson. . .?" Aaron asked again.

Jackson leant over and picked Erin up, smiling at her as she flung her little arms out. "Hello baby girl."

"Jackson!" Aaron snapped. He wasn't answering him.

Again, he ignored Aaron and turned towards the door.

No, he couldn't take his daughter! Erin needed him. Stepping into action Aaron stepped in front of the doorway again.

Aaron blocking his way, he needed to get downstairs. "Aaron just move." He sighed, he was tired of it all now.

"No." Aaron argued.

"Aaron!" Jackson emphasised. "Just move."

He didn't have the patients. With Erin in one arm Jackson channelled all his anger and annoyance towards Aaron through his arm and pushed him out of the way. He stumbled slightly, knocked his head on the corner of the dresser. He didn't intend for that to happen. Just a little shove to get him out of the way maybe. "Aaron you okay?" Jackson asked, he'd felt that.

"Yeah. Fine." Aaron snapped with his head still down.

Satisfied with the answer, Jackson carried on downstairs with Erin. He was going to take her to his mums. He wouldn't be surprised if Aaron interfered if he stayed at Smithy Cottage, so Hazel's seemed like a safe bet. Chas was caring for Freddie for the evening, having already planned on taking him to Lisa and Zac's later, so he needn't worry about him.

"Where you going?" Paddy asked he placed Erin in her Buggy.

"To my mums." Jackson answered.

"Everything okay then?" Paddy asked hopefully.

Jackson sighed. "Just make sure Aaron's okay." He said before leaving.

A/N – Thank you for all the kind reviews so far and thank you so much for reading. I love to know what you think!