Chapter Four: Fowler? Branning? No, Slater.

"Hi, Kat, how's it going?" Lily said happily, skipping into the living room. Kat stared at her and cocked her head to the side in confusion. The more she saw Lily, the more familiar she looked. I've definitely seen this girl before, Kat thought, but where? Even her voice sounds familiar, kind of like a high-pitched version of mine. Almost like... No, she couldn't be...

Lily waved her hand in front of Kat's face. "Hello? Kat?" she said slowly. "Are you okay?" Kat nodded slightly, not really listening. Lily's clicked her fingers in front of Kat's face, snapping her back into reality. She jumped and instead of being annoyed like Lily thought she would be, she smiled, standing up from the sofa as Alfie entered.

"You just look a bit familiar," Kat said apologetically. "I feel like I know you from somewhere. I know it's a little bit weird..." Lily and Alfie exchange looks and he comes into the room with a now ten year old Tommy. He was staying with his aunt Mo for a few days while it was still the holidays and there was no school for a week.

Tommy grinned; kicking a football around that Alfie had gotten for him when he was a baby. "Thomas!" Kat exclaimed. "What have I told you a million times? No football in the house, we've been over this! Alfie, tell him will you, please?" She looked at Alfie expectantly, but he just shrugged and smiled.

"Wait, this is Tommy?" Lily said in confusion, interrupting Tommy's apology. "I thought you said he was a baby." Tommy and Lily stared at each other. Lily knew that Tommy was wondering who the heck she was. Kat didn't even know, and that made Lily want to tell them even more. She kept wondering when the right time would be.

Obviously she would have to wait for Alfie to say she could. "Yes, he is a baby," Kat smiled. "He's our baby." Tommy groaned and Kat smiled shyly as she introduced the children to each other quickly. "Anyway, Lily, this is Tommy, Tommy, this is Lily." Poor Kat, Lily thought, she just called him her baby, it's what mums do!

Later on that day, Kat dragged Lily into the kitchen. There was a newspaper on the table and then Lily knew exactly what was going on. Alfie was going to show Kat the news article that was all over the internet, the one that explained exactly who she was. Lily and Alfie had been hiding the paper from Kat all day, and they knew there was no point in hiding it anymore.

"Right," Alfie sighed. "Kat, I know you're wondering what's going on and well, this might explain it." Clearing his throat, Alfie held the newspaper up to his face and started reading. "In 2007, actress Zoe Slater gave birth to a healthy baby girl at the age of 23. Her daughter, who she named Kathleen Slater (nicknamed Kat), after her own mother, was given to the unknown father as she felt like she couldn't take care of the baby and some say the now 13 year old girl could be present in Walford but none are sure of her whereabouts."

The whole room fell silent and Kat had no idea what to say. "You're telling me... that my baby girl gave birth to a baby girl, named her after me, and no-one told me ANYTHING?" Kat sobs. "That's why I felt so close to you... You look just like my Zoe. You've got the long brown hair, the huge blue eyes and the beautiful smile..." She pulled Lily in for hug. "I can't believe I'm a grandmother..."