Tyler and Eddie walked into the hallway a few days later as they heard the door slam shut, standing there in the hallway was Anthony...

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming home? We'd have come and picked you up" Tyler exclaimed as Anthony removed his coat and shoes

"I didn't want anyone making a fuss. Get the kettle on someone, I'm parched" he proclaimed, walking into the kitchen

"I'll do it" Eddie informed his sons, walking into the kitchen also and flicking the kettle on

Anthony and Tyler exchanged a glance and smiled as they watched their Dad make three cups of tea, he handed them out a few minutes later and sat down...

"It's nice to have you home son. How you feeling?" Eddie asked

"Good thanks Dad. Look, about the whole thing, can we forget about it please?" he questioned nervously, biting his lip

"Whatever you want son" Eddie replied, placing his hand on his eldest son's shoulder and smiling...

Tyler couldn't have been happier that things were good between Anthony and Eddie again and everything had been forgiven and forgotten. Tyler knew what he had to do now though, he had to focus on Whitney, he had to focus on getting her back in his life. He text her as he sat in the pub with his brother and his Dad, asking her if she wanted to go out, he placed his phone back in his pocket, praying she'd reply...