Later that night, Catilyn finally emerged from her bedroom, glad to find that the kitchen was empty. She didn't know exactly what she'd say to anyone if they'd asked about what Caroline had revealed. She knew she'd have to face John Paul soon. And she had no doubts that he would probably have the fact that she apparently was in love with Craig on his mind.

She rather hoped maybe he'd be too polite to question it, after all he did seem like the polite sort. Except she couldn't shake the feeling that when it came to Craig he'd probably be protective if not a bit worried. Caroline had hit the nail on the head. They had become quite close over the time they had known each other.

They'd all tried to bring Craig out of his shell; he was rather quiet when he'd first arrived. Sam had been the one to first get Craig to enter there little group. They'd gotten talking about football. A typical male conversation, then Lizzy added help in her own way cracking jokes and trying to get Craig to smile. Which most of the time actually did happen to work more often then not.

Craig and Will hardly talked though. For a while they'd just been civil, not disliking each other. They just didn't think that they'd had anything in common. Of course that had changed, when Sam had asked Will to take over his go on the computer game He and Craig had been playing. Because her and Lizzy had asked him to come and help with the shopping.

When they'd arrived back they found a couple of cans of beer open and Will and Craig talking like they had been best mates for years. As for her she'd been happy to continue her quiet status among the group, figuring her and Craig were okay, even if they didn't talk much other then when they needed too.

It stayed that way until one night Craig had found her crying outside the front door, she'd gotten herself drunk and had managed to upset herself, She'd tried to get Craig to just leave her but he wouldn't. Insisting until she agreed to come inside. So she'd let him make her a cup of coffee and then they'd talked. Craig listened while she went on about her woes.

The next day she'd been mortified. Sure she'd completely bored the life out of Craig, but when she'd tried to apologise he'd interrupted telling her not to worry and that her secrets were safe with him. He'd slid in alongside her to help with the dinner that night and their nightly chats had become a regular thing.

Caroline had been dating Will, for a while. She'd seemed ever so sweet and kind at first. Perhaps a little quick to snap at first but they mostly just kept to themselves around her. She'd moved in with them a few weeks after they first met her. Lizzy and Sam immediately were polite but never quite let themselves trust her.

She hadn't been so intelligent as to see through Caroline and she decided to give the girl the benefit of doubt, sure her negative feelings toward Caroline were unjustified. Things had moved swiftly onwards, one night Craig and the others went out, figuring it could be nice to have a bit more bonding time. Craig had gotten completely paralytic. Barely being able to stand up.

With the help of Sam and Will they got him home safely, and they had all been worried and surprised when Craig burst in to tears. After some soothing and a little bit of encouragement He'd told them the significance of the date. May 16th

All he'd said was he'd slept with someone he loved for the first time on that day last year. He broke down again. And Catilyn and Lizzy took it upon themselves to hold his hands as he revealed everything. About falling for his best mate, cheating on his girlfriend, how he had messed everything up and how he wished he was still with John Paul.

They had all listened intently, taking everything in. staying with him until the early hours of that morning, they then insisted and had gotten him to bed. Craig had gotten up the following morning with a hangover, one of his worst apparently, and they'd all been patient, just handing him painkillers and some water as he sat.

He'd brought up John Paul again, asking if he needed to apologise for last night. They'd assured him that he had nothing to feel sorry for. They'd spent the rest of that day just being there, helping Craig unpack the last of his things, Craig smiling as he found a picture of him and A blue eyed boy in tuxes, he'd pointed it out. Letting them know that the other person in the picture was his John Paul.

Catilyn was snapped out of her musings as she heard a creak of the door as it shut, turning to find out who had walked in. She sighed as she saw it was none other then John Paul. "Hi." She greeted. "Cup of tea?" She offered glad when John Paul accepted the offer.

She grabbed two cups, switching the kettle on. She went through the motions of putting in the sugar, milk and tea bags, taking a seat beside John Paul she placed one cup in front of him, holding her one. She summoned her courage, hoping she was doing the right thing. "I think we need to talk, Don't you?"