AUTHORS NOTE: So I'm back with part two and I would like to say I suck. I can't have Ewan and Stuart angry at each other. It upsets me!

DISCLAIMER: I only own Ewan, Krystal, Ronan and the other OCs mentioned. Stuart belongs to STV.

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Running the bathwater, Stuart smiled over at the little girl as he saw that her tears hadn't stopped falling yet. He held out his arms and she stepped into them. She was as desperate for his hug as he was for hers. What had happened after he'd entered the house had been ugly for the pair of them and even then he didn't know truthfully what was happening. He'd just watched as the woman stormed out the house screeching that maybe it was Ewan's turn to look after their child. The door had slammed shut and the little girl had immediately started to cry but something told Stuart they were more of relief than sadness and that hurt him more than anything because the poor lamb was so young! She should have been depending on her mother.

The little girl moved out of his arms and smiled at him. "Ronan." She randomly mumbled and Stuart looked at her. For the past thirty minutes since her mother's departure, Stuart and Ewan had been trying to coax her name out of her but nothing had happened. Here it seemed that she was willing enough to donate it when she felt it was necessary.

"Is that your name?" He asked and she nodded, her thumb finding its way into her mouth and he decided to let her keep it in this one time because normally he'd attempt to pull it out. "That's a very pretty name for a very pretty girl." She smiled at him before taking her thumb out her mouth and then starting to undress as if realising that the water was for her. Helping her in, he started to undo her plaits because he'd decided that it hadn't been washed in a long time.

The bath was over and she climbed out with his help. He had been right about her. She was beautiful and now that she'd been cleaned off, she was even more beautiful. She had bright ginger hair that was too long for her in the fringe so it flopped down into her summer green eyes. Her nose and cheeks were highlighted with little brown freckles and the odd time when she smiled, Stuart had seen traces of dimples in her cheeks.

She just stood still as he dried her off before looking up when there was a knock at the door. Opening it, he forced a smile for Ewan so that Ronan wouldn't get upset and saw that he was holding carrier bags. "What's in there?"

"Well I noticed that Krystal didn't leave her any clothes so I took the old ones and saw the age tag, added a size because the last ones were too small, and went out to buy a few pairs because I thought every little girl needs some clothes." He handed Stuart the bag before disappearing behind the door again and coming back holding a massive brown bear. "And every little girl needs her own bear to share her big bed with." He said handing it to her and smiling as she moved over to him so that she could hug him too.

Stuart was surprised to how fast she was warming to having human affection of strangers and the idea scared him that she'd probably seen a fair share of neighbours in her time. He watched silently as Ewan helped her into a nice pretty pink nightdress. She twirled around for them and Stuart couldn't help but smile, his heart lurching when he caught sight of Ewan's own grin.

He knew he should be a lot angrier but this pretty little girl that had already stolen his heart was the flesh and blood of that one person he loved more than anyone in the world. He could see from the way Ewan acted that Ronan was a shock to him too and he knew that it wasn't fair to hate him but he was still angry that he didn't know about Ewan's relationship with Ronan's mother, Krystal.

"Are you ready for bed now?" Ewan asked her and she nodded in response. He lifted her easily into the air and carried her into the back bedroom. Stuart stood at the doorway and watched as he laid her into the centre of the bed with her bear. He watched as Ewan lay next to her and stroked the teddy bears head. "What are we going to call him?"

She shrugged her shoulders and then pressed her fingers into his chest. "Your name."

"You want to name your bear after me?" He said laughing as he shook his head. "I have a boring name but how about naming him after Stuart?"

"Stu..." she said and then giggled. "Stu!" She nodded and held the bear close to her. Ewan chuckled as he pressed a kiss to her temple and stood up. He turned to talk to Stuart but noticed he'd gone.

Moving into the kitchen, he saw Stuart sat at the kitchen table and saw there were tears running down his cheeks. He sat down next to Stuart and wrapped his arms around the man's neck. Stuart didn't respond but Ewan wasn't too surprised at that. They sat like that for a few moments before Ewan broke away and looked at him. "Would you like an explanation now?"

"Yes please." Stuart said through his tears as he looked at his lover and laughed. "I'm sorry if I act like a detective through this by the way."

Ewan just laughed but then moved away from Stuart. "It was seven years ago. We were best friends and I got her out of a sticky fix once or twice. I was starting to be more aware of my attractions towards men so I asked her to marry me so that my parents would think I was 'normal'." He laughed. "How stupid I was as a young man." He sat down on the chair across from Stuart and sighed. "I'd always loved Krystal there was something about her that made me laugh, made me cry and even more made me feel so damned special. I know now it was just because she picked me over all the other guys she was screwing.

It was a simple marriage. It was held at Gretna and our witnesses were the next man and woman getting married. She was wearing this simple white dress and I was wearing black jeans and a polo shirt. That night it was so clumsy I don't think either of us enjoyed it well I know I didn't. I can't really vouch for her. Our relationship got rocky after marriage but they do say that happens, don't they? I thought we'd be able to survive it but then she got more withdrawn from me and started stopping out late.

I noticed she became rather close to my brother, Ronan." Stuart looked at him then but didn't say anything. "Ronan was a bad apple and he was miserable, twisted and... I don't even know because I don't like insulting him because before the drugs he was the best big brother, you know what I mean. He looked after me so well and beat up my bullies like all brothers did. Ronan died in a crack house because of an overdose and lying next to him was my beautiful wife. I was called in to identify the body of my brother that night because my parents weren't mentally stable enough and they still had little Ralph to contend with.

I suppose that's why I was so desperate to help Denzel when he came over here. He was a troubled soul who just needed looking after and no one was willing to do it for him. Okay, I'm going off on one. I remember them pulling back that sheet and I could see how his eyes had bulged underneath his closed eyelids and his nose was swollen, there were cuts all the way down his arms and his body was a map of abuse. I knew almost straight away why Krystal had been there and I also knew that she was sleeping with him because they asked me to make sure his girlfriend understood she could soon be with him if she didn't be careful. They let it slip that the pair of them had had sex and that was when I found out that he had HIV. Krystal was determined she didn't have it and thankfully, she didn't but it still hurt me because I blamed her for Ronan's death. He preferred doing that stuff alone but she wanted the thrill of being in a crack den.

I ordered her to choose between me and the drugs. I'd like to flatter my image here and tell you that she tried for the sake of our marriage but that would be lying. She packed up her bags and the next time I heard from her it was a letter saying that she wanted a divorce. That's why my nightclubs are strict no drugs. It's not because I care for our stupid fucking laws. It's because I care about the families that get torn apart because of the ridiculous things that apparently make you happy for such a short period of time."

Stuart sat in silence as he digested everything that Ewan told him before moving over and wrapping his arms around him gently. He didn't like seeing this side of Ewan but he was still so happy that Ewan trusted him enough to tell him. He kissed his temple before taking his head into his hands. "I understand and I think she felt some remorse to your brother. That's what our sleeping beauty is called." Ewan looked up at him and smiled faintly.

"I don't believe we're actually considering taking care of a little girl, Stuart. We're not ready for that."

"You're wrong because I saw the way you were with her. You're more ready now than you ever will be, Ewan. Show that little girl that she has a father to be proud of."

"Two fathers, right?" Ewan asked and Stuart considered the answer for a few moments before smiling and taking Ewan's lips with his.

"Yes she does have two fathers who have fallen for her already."