Abi's POV

It was 10 'o' clock in the morning and I was applying lip gloss to my lips in the bedroom mirror. Jay was still sleeping in our double bed. He was draped across the bed with his mouth slightly open as he was absorbed in a deep slumber. Paris was with Nan so Jay wouldn't have got woken up by her and plus, Jay had the morning off and didn't have to go to the Arches until 1 'o' clock.

I put the lip gloss back into the makeup bag sighing as I slid on my denim jacket and grabbed my bag.

"Ditching me in bed after a night of passion, how classy!"

I turned around to find Jay laying wide awake in bed with a smirk on his face. I smiled, "Well I have to pick up Paris from Nan's and I'm catching the train with Lola and Lexi as I said I'd go with Lola for support as she's meeting her mum for the first time in fifteen years today!"

"Oh yeah," Jay realised. "I wonder what happened between her and Dexter." He thought.

"Well I'm sure I'm gonna get all the details today," I considered.

"Anyway, come here," Jay held his hand out across the room aiming it in my direction. I walked over to him and took his hand as I leaned down and kissed his lips gently. However, Jay pushed his luck when he decided to pull me on the bed and continue to kiss me. I squealed as I got up off the bed. "Don't push your luck mister," I smirked as I straightened myself up. "I'll see you tonight!"

I heard Jay call out 'See ya babe!' as I walked out of the bungalow and heading for Dot's house. Nan opened the door moments after I had knocked.

"Hello sweetheart," she greeted me as she let me in. Paris was already tucked up in her pushchair, ready to go.

"Was Paris alright?" I inquired.

"Yeah she was fine, good as gold. Abi? I am so happy for you and Jay. I know that you two are going to have a great future together," Nan said proudly. "He's a keeper!"

"That's why I kept going back to him," I giggled. "Anyway, I need to meet Lola! Thanks for looking after Paris."

"Anytime darling."

Considering that the door was wide open, I pushed the pushchair forcefully out of the house as I strolled across the Square to meet Lola at the tube. Lola was standing outside the tube with Lexi in the pushchair. I smiled as I walked over to her, she smiled at me nervously.

"You alright?" I asked.

"Yeah," she nodded. "You ready to go?"

I nodded before me and Lola got our tickets and within half an hour, we boarded the train. We were allocated at the front of the train in the area of where the pushchairs were suited. Me and Lola parked Paris and Lexi's pushchairs before we sat down beside each other. I rumbled through the baby bag as I pulled out a small bag of Cadburys chocolate buttons. I opened the bag before placing them in the hands of my little girl.

"She likes chocolate buttons," Lola grinned as she gave Lexi a few fruit pastilles.

"Yeah," I chuckled. "Jay got her into them." I rolled my eyes at the thought of my fiancée getting our daughter into all things sweet. Lola laughed.

"Anyway," I said quietly as I leaned back in my seat just as the train came to a halt before it started moving in its steady and brisk pace. "What happened with you and Dexter last night?"

"Yeah about that," Lola began to scratch her chin. "It's a long story."

"We've got forty five minutes to spare," I folded my arms across my chest.

Lola sighed and took a deep breath, "Peter ran after me to see whether I was alright, he took me home, I invited him in, we had a drink, had a heart to heart and then…we slept together." Lola bit her bottom lip hard as I gasped, "Lola!"

"I know I shouldn't have done it but at the time I didn't think it was cheating as I dumped Dexter at the Vic. Me and Peter have a bond," she explained.

I nodded, "And what happened after?"

"This morning Dexter came round and Peter had to hide under my bed," Lola smirked at the memory. "And Dex and I told each other how we felt and decided to break up on good terms. I'm seeing Peter tonight."

I smiled sadly, "Well as long as you're happy."

Jay's POV

I opened the fridge to notice Abi's Galaxy chocolate still in the fridge. I smirked as I broke off a line and bit into it before closing the fridge as I munched on the chocolate. Then, there was a knock at the door. I walked down the hallway and opened the door which revealed Tanya on the doorstep.

"Oh alright Tan," I spoke with half a mouthful of chocolate. "Abi has gone out with Lola for the day."

"I've actually come to see you," she told me nervously. "I'm glad Abi isn't here as I wanted to talk to you before I go off to the salon."

A weird expression formed on my face. "Okay," I dragged on the singular word. "Come in," I added with a normal tone as I opened the door wider for my future mother in law.

"Thanks," she muttered as she walked into the living room and sat down in one of the armchairs.

"Do you want a cup of tea?" I offered.

Tanya shook her head, "No thank you, it's only a quick visit." Tanya sighed before looking down as her hands were in her lap as she begun to play with her fingers.

"Is everything alright?" I asked concerned as I perched myself on the sofa.

"No, not really," Tanya gulped before looking directly at me. "Abi's everything to me and you know that don't you? I trust you to take care of my baby."

"I'm glad you trust me. She means everything to me too, she's my world. I will look after her and protect her forever."

"I know you will," Tanya smiled weakly.

I scratched the top of my head, "Tanya, what's going on?"

Tanya slapped her hand over her mouth and began to whimper.

"Tanya," I rushed over to her and sat down on the arm of her armchair, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders. "What's wrong? Should I call Max?"

"No, no, no need to call anyone. They know I've come here."

"What's the problem?" I asked softly. I was starting to get concerned. I knew from the engagement party last night that something wasn't right and I'm guessing that I'm about to get answers.

"I can't bring myself round to telling her myself as I know how hurt she gets. Abi has a heart of gold, yet it's so fragile," she cried.

"Tanya, tell me what's wrong," I told her gently but sternly.

"After your wedding, I'm not going to be around for much longer," Tanya confessed out of bravery but I could feel her shaking.

"What do you mean?" My eyes widened as I demanded to know more. I was starting to get scared. Scared for my Abs.

"I have seven months to live Jay," Tanya choked. "Yesterday I got told by the specialist that the tumours in my pancreas are spreading and there's nothing more they can do. I've been given tablets to keep me alive for the next seven months but apart from that…I'm dying."

I sighed sadly as I pulled Tanya into a hug letting her whimper on my shoulder. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes before Tanya pulled away.

"I better get going," Tanya stood up and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"I'm sure the staff at the salon will cope for a couple of hours," I considered. "You can stay here, I don't need to be at work until 1."

"No, it's alright," Tanya sniffed. "I won't leave Poppy and Gainer to run the salon for that long." Tanya slung her bag over her shoulder, "I told you about my diagnosis so you could tell Abi as I feel that it would be better coming from you, you're gentler and it breaks my heart at the thought of me telling that fragile little girl. I'll see myself out."

With that, Tanya walked out of the bungalow with my eyes lingering on her back. Once she had left the bungalow, I turned my head towards the TV as I sighed sadly. How was I going to tell Abi? This was left in my hands.

Abi's POV

Lola and I were sitting in the café which was local to the residents of this town. The pushchairs were parked at the end of the table as our daughters were sitting on our laps. Lola tapped the table with her nails nervously.

"Where is she?" She said anxiously.

"She'll be here," I told her. Even though I wasn't standing in Lola's shoes, this event was still just as anxious for myself. I had no idea what Lola's mum was like or what she even looked like. What if she was some serial killer? A druggie? I immediately shook away those thoughts by shaking my head rapidly. Don't be stupid Abi, I thought.

"You alright Abs?" Lola asked.

"Fine," I forced a smile.

"You're Lola right?"

Lola and I looked up to find a dark haired woman who must have been in her 40's standing over us. She had black high heeled boots along with a long red leather coat with a big black bag slung over her shoulder.

"Mum?" Lola gulped. "Or Debra perhaps considering that you haven't been my mum in the last fifteen years of my life."

Debra sighed, "I'm sorry I left you, I didn't want to. Can I join you?"

"Well, that's why I'm here," Lola snapped. You could tell that her inner feelings were scared. I smiled sympathetically at Lola as Debra pulled out a chair opposite us and sat down, dropping her bag to the floor at the side of her.

"Can I get you anything?" A waitress stood at the end of our table.

"Tea please," Debra ordered before the waitress walked off. Debra looked at little Lexi who was sitting on Lola's lap alert as to what was going on. "Do you take on babysitting as a hobby or for a living?" She inquired.

Lola looked at her mother coldly, "No, she's my daughter. Lexi."

Debra stifled a laugh as she nodded her head, "Of course I knew that. Just by looking at her, I could tell that she's yours. How old is she?"

"Two."

Debra nodded and sighed heavily placing her hand on her forehead, "If I hadn't have walked out then you wouldn't have had Lexi. Your life would have been better."

"I have you know that Lexi is the best thing that has ever happened to me," Lola said abruptly, giving her mother a dark look. She then gestured me, "This is my best friend Abi, she's got a lovely little girl called Paris, who is sitting on her lap, and Abi is also engaged, getting married in September. Her life is a dream come true and she will go to university and become a vet. Are you going to say that her life should be better than the life she has too?"

Just at that moment, Debra's tea got placed in front of her by the waitress before she walked off again.

"Is your hair originally that colour?" Debra changed the subject as she gestured Lola's hair.

"Yeah," Lola said bluntly.

"You're blond just like your father."

"Unfortunately," Lola murmured. "How did you know that I was put in care?"

"Your father called me. I didn't want to leave."

"Then why did you then?" Lola ordered, "If you didn't want to leave me, as soon as you found out that I was put in care, why didn't you come and get me? Why didn't you be my hero and rescue me from that horrible care home?"

"I thought you would hate me," Debra gulped.

"I was 6, every day all I wanted was my mum and when I was a teenager, I finally accepted that my parents were never going to take me away from the care home, they didn't want me."

"Every day I thought of you," Debra started to tear up. "I missed you and longed for you so much. You were my baby girl and sitting opposite you now, you still are. You are still my world and just as precious to me as you were fifteen years ago."

"Then why did you leave me?"

"Do you remember that work colleague of your dad's who used to come to dinner every week? Amanda?"

"I remember. I adored her until you left and then dad and Amanda became an item and started to take control, take dad away from me and he put me into care as he preferred Amanda to me," Lola said sadly.

Debra sighed, "My precious baby girl."

"Why did you leave?"

"When I fell pregnant with you, me and your father had a fling. The partner that Dan had at the time couldn't have babies so they bribed me to give you to them when you were born. I knew I wouldn't go through with it. I wanted you. Then, your father left the partner he was with and told me how much he loved me and how he was going to be there for you and me forever but your welfare would always come first. He would never let me take you away from him. Me being the fool I was went along with it. When you were born, he insisted that you had his last name 'Pearce'. We were going to get married. Then, when you were 3, Amanda from your dad's work company started coming round for dinner and she became a family friend until 6 months later, after I put you to bed, I went downstairs and caught them kissing in the living room. They told me that it's been going on under my nose for the past six months so I ended it. I went upstairs to pack mine and your stuff then your dad came up and reminded me about what he said when I was pregnant with you about how I can never take you away from him and if I wanted to leave, Amanda would make a much better mum to you than I ever could. Your dad preferred Amanda. Breaking up with him is what he wanted. I was too hurt to oblige. A lot of things were going through my mind. I told him to ring me for updates on you cos you were still my baby but I didn't think I would come back. I knew how much you loved Amanda, how much she made you smile and how happy you were when she was round. I thought you were better off without me. So, I went into your room. You were fast asleep so I went over and kissed your forehead. I said: 'Sweet dreams baby girl, I will always love you my darling sweetheart', then I left. I didn't want to leave you, I really didn't but I felt so weak that night and I felt that your father was pushing me out of your lives."

Debra finished explaining. I was left flabbergasted, I didn't know what to say. I never knew that Lola's dad could be such an arsehole. I knew that Lola hated him and she never knew why her mum left but now she knows. Lola had tears running down her face, "Mummy." She choked.

"Now, none of those tears," Debra told her sternly as she wiped her own tears with a napkin. She handed Lola a napkin as she wiped her eyes too.

"Come back to Walford," Lola suddenly said.

"Walford is where you live, right?" Debra realised.

"Yeah, Pops will be at work and plus you can get to know Lexi," she suggested smiling at her mother.

"Yeah, alright then, let me just drink this tea and then we'll get going shall we?!"

It was early evening and Paris was still engrossed in her afternoon nap as she was sleeping in her nursery. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV when Jay came into the living room after returning from a shift at the Arches. He seemed to be dragging his feet.

"Hiya," I smiled at my loving fiancée.

"Alright." He seemed to be on edge as he went and sat beside me on the sofa.

"I noticed that a line of my chocolate was missing," I smirked. "I can guess who it was."

Jay stared at me, biting his bottom lip hard. I frowned, shifting closer to him as I stroked up and down his leg, "Hey, it's okay," I smiled reassuringly.

Jay shook his head, "No it's not that." He then captured my hands in his. "Abi, your mum came round earlier and she told me to tell you something as she can't bring herself to tell you. I know you're going to be hurt and heartbroken but she wants me to tell you."

I gulped, feeling shivers crawl up my spine. I felt my body turn numb. "What is it?"

Jay sighed, "Good news, your mum will be with us for our wedding, but bad news," Jay gripped my hands tighter. "Your mum only has 7 months to live, the specialist told her yesterday that the tumours in her pancreas are spreading and there's nothing more they can do. I'm so sorry babe but your mum's dying."

Everything seemed to be going in slow motion as Jay's words scattered in my mind: 'your mum only has 7 months to live', 'your mum's dying'.

I looked at Jay coldly as soft lingering tears had started to float down my cheeks. "You're sick," I snapped. "My mum's not dying, of course she's not." I started to breath heavily, taking deep panicking breathes.

"Easy Abi," Jay said softly as he rested his hand firmly on my shoulder.

"I have to see her." I suddenly shot off the sofa. I pointed my index finger at Jay, moving the finger up and down swiftly. "You stay here, look after Paris. She's sleeping."

I darted out of the bungalow and ran over to my family's house. I ran up the stairs and banged on the door.

"Alright, alright," I heard Lauren call from inside the house before she opened the door. She froze as she looked at me with a sad expression. "Abi. Come in."

Lauren sighed sadly as she opened the door wider for me to walk in. I walked into the hallway as she closed the door behind me. I turned round to face her as tears were streaming down my face which made Lauren pull me in for a hug, allowing me to cry uncontrollably on her shoulder. I sniffed once all my tears were out and pulled away from Lauren. She ran her fingers through my hair, smiling sadly at me as she was getting slightly emotional herself.

"Abi."

I turned round to find Oscar happily hopping down the staircase.

"Hey Oscar," I knelt down to his level.

"Why are you crying?" Oscar frowned. I sighed sadly. Oscar has no idea that his mummy will be gone soon, our mummy.

I quickly wiped away my damp tears, "Nothing, it's just me being silly!"

"Come on Oscar."

I looked up to find Nan standing over us, holding her wrinkly hand out towards her youngest grandson. "Let's go and get something to eat." Oscar smiled as he willingly took Nan's hand as she led him into the kitchen, closing the door behind them.

"Mum and Dad are in the lounge," Lauren says.

I nodded as I rose to my feet and took a deep breath before Lauren led me into the living room where Mum and Dad were sitting on the sofa. I took one look at mum and I just burst into floods of tears.

"Don't die mum," I sobbed. Mum gulped as tears were stinging her eyes. She held her arm out, "Come here darlin'."

I went and sat inbetween my parents and fell into my mum's arms sobbing uncontrollably.

"Come on, don't be silly," Mum choked before lifting my head up, clinging onto both sides of my cheeks as she looked directly into my eyes. "You don't need me, you're a big girl, you've got Jay, you've got a family of your own now."

"But I still need you," I cried.

Mum shook her head, "No, you don't. You've got Jay to look after you. And god, he loves you doesn't he?" She smiled.

I nodded smiling.

"And if he hurts you, I'll kill him," Dad warned making me, mum and Lauren laugh.

"He would never hurt me Dad," I told him.

Dad nodded, "Good."

"You're in good hands Abi, you don't need your old mum around!" Mum added. "And wherever you go, I'll be two steps behind!" She said softly.

A/N: Abi forgave Jay!;D Omg, I was in tears throughout their scenes. They were so touching and beautiful! I'm so happy!

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Just a reminder, Lola's mum Debra is portrayed by Alison King.