Chapter two is here! Hoped you liked chapter one- boy I'm having fun writing this!

Chapter 2- 2:00 pm 5th September 2016

She was walking fast; she had to get away. "All right, little girl." She heard Jane shout from somewhere behind her. She kept walking, hoping Jane wouldn't catch her. She was so scared and she just wanted to run and run and forget everything that was happening. "Look, please don't." She answered; a couple of seconds after Jane had spoken. She felt an outstretched hand reach out and grab her arm. "Lucy, do you think you're the only one in the world who feels that they can't have what they want?" Jane asked her angrily, pulling her arm so she was facing her. "I'm sorry, okay, I'm sorry." Lucy screamed in reply, tears battling their way to make an appearance. She tried to stop the tears but they came, sliding down her cheeks. She snapped, finally realising how much this was going to change her life. She brought her hands up to hair and starting pulling, maybe the pain would obliterate all the other memories. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid cow!" She shouted, sounding more and more distressed. "No, no Lucy, Lucy, no, no." Jane said, grabbing her arms and pulling her into a comforting hug. Lucy sobbed, as Jane held her tightly, rocking her, trying to get her to calm down. "Every things going to be all right." Jane said, comfortingly. "We'll talk it all over in the morning." She said, nodding. "And I promise you, I promise." She said, releasing Lucy from the hug so they were face to face. "It will seem so much better in the morning." She said, lacing her fingers through Lucy's hair. A shaking Lucy took a couple of deep breaths before speaking. "I'm pregnant."

Lucy woke up, sweating. The dream had seemed so real, like Jane had really been there but she hadn't and the confrontation had actually happened so long ago. She knew why the argument, that had turned into a confession, was at the forefront of her mind; she had just found out that she was pregnant; again. She was lying on the sofa, in a very uncomfortable looking position. She raked her hands through her hair in an effort to calm herself down. She had been so confused and scared that night and in the end she had just blurted it all out. She didn't care what Jane had thought she just had to get the weight off her shoulders. Her brooding thoughts were interrupted by a banging at the door. Lucy got, shakily, up and ambled to the door. Glancing at herself in the mirror before reaching her destination, she was horrified by how much of a mess she looked. She wiped her eyes and took several deep breaths in. The deep breaths helped to calm her and when she reached the door she was more composed than she had been.

She swung open the door and was shocked and surprised to see Whitney standing in the doorway. "What's up, Luce?" Whitney asked, on seeing Lucy looking worse for wear. She didn't trust herself to speak so she just gestured for Whitney to come in. Lucy went back to the sofa and paused the TV, which was playing to itself. She nearly collapsed on to the sofa, she closed her eyes and there it was again, the reel of memories. Now it was playing the one where Leon had confronted her in the Vic, asking if the baby was his. She didn't notice Whitney sit down on the sofa next to her. "Well what's up?" Whitney asked. To her surprise Lucy laughed; a shaky laugh though. "Where do I start?" She said, glancing up at Whitney. "Do want me to get Joey? Or your dad?" Lucy shook her head. "I just had a bad dream, that's all." Lucy answered. "It must have been an awful dream to reduce you to tears." Whitney said, and Lucy heard the scepticism in her voice. "Well, it was more of a memory. A very bad one at that." Lucy said. Whitney frowned. "What memory is so bad that it makes you cry?" Whitney asked, innocently. A mental battle waged in Lucy's mind; should she tell her? Whitney knew that Leon had been the father of her baby; Lucy had been willing to confide in her earlier, why not now? "Telling Jane I was pregnant." Whitney frowned again. "That was ages ago, Luce, why are you thinking about it now?" Whitney asked. The battle started up in her mind again. "Because I'm pregnant." The look of surprise on Whitney's face was a look that Lucy wished she could take a picture of. "I assume its Joey's?" Whitney said. "Of course, what do you take me for?" Lucy snapped back, and she was instantly reminded of saying exactly the same back to Jane when she asked Lucy if the baby was Leon's. "Does he know?" Whitney queried. Lucy nodded. "And Ian?" Lucy nodded again. "Are you keeping it?" A third nod from Lucy. "Are you happy…or scared." Whitney inquired. "Petrified, but happy that I've got Joey. You probably think I'm too selfish to have a baby, Whit; we haven't really seen eye to eye in the past, have we? I'm going to be a proper mum to this kid Whitney; this is completely different to last time. But please don't tell Joey about being pregnant before, please, Whit." Lucy pleaded. "Why not?" Whitney probed. "That would be a hell of an interesting conversation, wouldn't? Also it wasn't really my finest hour was it? Getting knocked up at sixteen, not the best of idea's. There are memories that I've tried to forget, Whit, that I don't want to think about, let alone talk about. So no, I don't think Joey needs to know." Lucy responded.

"I should go, Luce. Tyler's waiting for me at the Vic." She paused. "Are you going to announce it or keep quiet or what?" Whitney asked, standing up. "I dunno yet, me and Joey will talk about it, but for the moment, Whit, don't tell anyone." It was Lucy's turn to pause. "Whitney, I'm not sixteen anymore." Whitney nodded and left. .Lucy sighed and reclaimed her position on the sofa.

Whitney walked out of the Beale house hold with a lot of food for thought. Lucy had been right when she had said that they'd not seen eye to eye in the past, but they had put them behind them for Lauren's sake, and had surprised themselves by actually becoming friends. She put her concerns for her friend behind her as she spotted Tyler waiting outside the Vic. They had been together now for four years and Whitney was finally having some luck in her love life.

"You all right, Whit? You look a bit pale?" Tyler asked her as she walked over to him. "Yeah, I'm fine. Do you mind if I call Lauren?" Tyler laughed. "Go ahead, I'll be inside." Tyler said before turning around and walling in to the Vic. Whitney got her phone out and found Lauren's number. Lauren hadn't had quite as good four years as Whitney had. She had started drinking again until she was involved in a car accident. She had only received minor cuts and bruises but it had been the wakeup call she had so vitally needed. She had also had to cope when Abi had run away, unable to cope with the truth about Jay's involvement in Heather's death, but she was found two weeks later, fine. She had been incredibly unlucky in love, most recently a doomed relationship with Kyle, a boxer, which had ended in tears after Kyle cheated on her with Lola. Whiney felt sorry for Lauren but she knew that Lauren was tough and she would make it. She pressed the call button. "Hi, it's Lauren here! I can't make it to my phone right now; right so that's what I'm telling them… Oh if it's Dad then I'm ignoring you. Please leave a message after the beep!" Whitney couldn't help but laugh. She flipped the phone shut and walked into the pub, shaking her head.

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"Luce? I'm home!" Joey announced, walking through the front door. "Luce?" He called when he couldn't see any sign of her. "I'm here." She said, emerging from the toilet. "Morning sickness?" Joey asked, sympathetically. "I don't know why they call it morning sickness; it just comes whenever it wants to, not only in the morning!" She ranted. Joey came over to her and enveloped her in a hug. "I hope you haven't gone soft on me, Lucy Beale, I like your attitude." Joey asked, smirking. "Course I haven't gone soft. I'm just having a baby. No big deal, right?" They both started laughing. "How did telling Daddy go?" She playfully punched him on the chest. "It went fine, thanks. He was very angry to start with but I explained some stuff and he's alright with it now." Lucy explained. "Why didn't you want me there?" Lucy laughed. She almost said, 'Well last time he nearly went and beat up the father' but she stopped herself. "Cause, I thought he'd go mental and he might have taken it out on you." Joey nodded. "I didn't want that amazing face of yours to get hit, so I sent you on your way." Joey leant down and kissed her.

"So, Luce, I got something while I was out. I got it of a stall." He produced a bag from behind him. Frowning, Lucy took the bag off him and removed a wrapped parcel. "What is it now, pass the parcel?" Lucy mocked. She ripped the paper and gasped when she saw what it was. "You didn't have to, Joey." She said, holding up a red and black striped baby suit. "Well, I am going to be a daddy so I thought I should get the little kid a present." She smiled, Joey was so different to Leon.

A longer chapter than the first one, for you folks! I'm amazing myself with how much I'm writing for this story! Hope it's good!

Next Chapter: Joey and Lucy announce the pregnancy…