A/N: So hope you enjoy this. Thanks to those who have posted reviews. I really appreciate it. It urges me on.

Sophie was sitting outside the church after attending services. She was waiting, kinda dreading it, but knew that she could no longer put it off. She had made a promise and was intending to keep it.

She had returned to Weatherfield from Los Angeles a week ago. Rosie could not believe that she had not visited anywhere or taken any pictures. "Why did you even go you drip?" she whined. Sophie just shook it off. Everyone just assumed that she had gone to see Hayley and Sophie let them. She kept her gob shut about seeing Sian at all. That was just a can of beans that Sophie didn't want to cook.

It had been hard to leave her there. But it was truly for the best. She had made a promise that she would find a way to point herself toward something. It was past time that she did.

She had planned on starting a checklist first thing in the morning.

And she really had planned on doing it, but then she had so much to catch up on. Dev needed her at the shop desperately. Everything was all out of place. Then everyone who came into the shop wanted to wag their gob about her trip. Even Norris.

All these things had caused her to put it off.

Meanwhile her and Sian had shared some emails and texts back and forth. Some were flirty, others just funny. It reminded Sophie of the old days when her and Sian had just gotten together.

Sian: So what have you done? ANYTHING?

Sophie: I WILL. I PROMISE. No rly I mean to.

Sian: U better silly mare.

Sophie: Today.

Sian: 'ave it u. Sending a pic over.

Sophie saw that she had a pic waiting on her phone. Opening it, she couldn't help but gasp aloud. It was indecent.

"What are you on about?" Rosie said coming up behind her. She quickly put away her phone. She had been waiting on Rosie who was visiting from London. They were going to the Bistro. Rosie was too good for the Rovers. Not posh enough for her now that she was a high-class model. The sisters had been getting along pretty well since Sophie had visited her a month ago. But sometimes her sister was something else. It reminded Sophie of her mum. It was probably the one thing that Rosie and Sally had in common-mutual snobbery.

"Nothing. You're late" Sophie said with annoyance.

"Oh Whatever! Come on" Rosie went inside. Sophie followed. In typical fashion Rosie had to make a dramatic entrance while Sophie just sighed behind her. She did notice that Eva Price was giving Rosie the evil eye from behind the bar. Sophie wasn't sure what that was all about. Maybe she didn't like the competition for male attention.

"So what's got you all smiley?" Rosie asked as they sat down and ordered.

"What do you mean?" Sophie said playing coy.

"Oh c'mon Soph. I'm your sister, I know when something's up. Who were you texting?" Rosie asked.

"No one" Sophie said. She took a sip from her wine glass. Sophie had been dying to spill about it, but it was getting harder to keep it inside. She just wasn't sure whether Rosie with her gobby mouth was the right choice. But then again it wasn't like she could keep it inside forever. She had to stop being such a drip she chastised herself, so Sophie gave in.

"All right, but you can't tell no one" Sophie leaned in. "I mean it Rosie. You've got to keep your gob shut" she said deadly serious.

Rosie's eyes got wide. "What is it? You're scaring me" Rosie whinged.

"Oh Rosie it's nothing to be scared about. It's just I didn't just go to LA to see palm trees. Sian was there," Sophie disclosed. After Rosie was done with her "Whut's" and "Howsit's" Sophie explained how she had gotten the address and gone.

"But why after all this time?" Rosie asked. "Um, I just had to. I needed to know" Sophie said as she ran her fingers thru her hair nervously.

"Well how was it?" Rosie asked.

"Amazing" Sophie, said with a huge grin. She couldn't help but let her mind roll back to their night together. She hadn't thought of much else since getting back.

"Oh look at you! All loved up again aren't you?" Rosie squealed genuinely happy for her sister. Rosie could be a crazy cow sometimes. And sometimes she didn't understand her god-botherer sister one bit, but she had always believed that her and Sian were meant to be. They just fit together in a way that she had only seen in movies. It was clear that Siophe (as Rosie thought of them) was back on.

"No, No. Sian has her life back there. She has college and her own blokes…" Sophie explained trying to calm her sister down. "Blokes? What?" Rosie shook her head. "It's okay Rosie, she was never a gold-star lesbian like me" Sophie laughed. She really wasn't bothered by it. In the past Sophie had had a real jealousy streak that would build into a real strop. However she knew that Sian and her were not together, and that Sian wasn't going to stay celibate. They could be grown ups about this.

She had made a promise to her that Sophie would pull herself back together. That she would find something and allow herself to be happy. But it had to be something all her own.

"Well I don't get it. Not at all" Rosie said shaking her head.

Quickly Sophie turned the subject away, and moved it back to a subject she knew her sister could wrap her head around-herself.


She hung back after church services to see if she could catch Emily Bishop on her way out. Sophie had cleared her schedule so she hoped that Emily was free. She knew that it had seemed odd but Sophie was always more comfortable hanging out with the more older ladies of the street. Auntie Rita and Emily, even Blanche when she was alive, had all seemed to understand her better. She had known them forever. As a young girl, she remembered holding her dad's hand as she crossed the street to go over to give flowers to her when she was ill. Or later to discuss church matters when Sophie had found religion.

Emily had helped her back then, and she knew that she would help her now.

"Emily, Would it be okay if I come over to your place for tea?" Sophie asked as she approached the older woman.

"Why of course Sophie! Lucky for you Norris is going to be gone for the afternoon so we won't have to deal with him" she said as they headed over to #3.

"So Sophie, what's bothering you? I don't think that you are here to discuss the weather" Emily began. They had sat down, two cups of tea, and a tea pot on the table. It was the English way.

"Emily, How did you know what you wanted to do?" Sophie asked.

"Well, it just kind of happened to me. My mum died when I was young, and my father never cared for me. I always wanted to be able to survive on my own. So I opened a shop and left my family behind," Emily related.

"Didn't you ever want to leave Weatherfield?" Sophie asked.

"Sophie, does this have to do with your trip to America?" Emily asked. Of course everyone had heard the goss about it.

"Oh I don't want to go there, not unless I had a good reason to" Sophie shrugged. "But I did see someone there and I made a promise to them that I would do something with my life" Sophie explained.

"Was it that American girl?" Emily asked.

Sophie shook her head. She might as well put everything out there.

"Sian was there," Sophie said looking into her teacup.

"Oh I see. America? Well no wonder she hasn't come back. Rita hoped to see her at her wedding to Dennis, but now we know that she had a good excuse" Emily rambled.

"She was invited to Rita's wedding?! Why didn't anyone tell me?" Sophie said surprised.

"Don't blame Rita. She just hoped that maybe if you two were back in the same room. She was trying to return the favor since you had brought her and Dennis together" Emily sipped at her tea.

"Emily, I just don't know how to find out what to do" Sophie sighed.

"Sophie, you're a sweet girl. A good-hearted girl. At your age most girls around here are married, or looking to, or they are working in the factory. Or the Rovers. Or in a shop. Otherwise they move away. Now we know that the marriage option is a bit off the table eh? So you see the other options" Emily spoke good-naturedly.

"I don't want to move away. My mum needs me, she's a mess as it is" Sophie answered. It was true. Sally Webster had the worst taste in men since her dad. She knew that her parents were unlikely to reunite, but she certainly didn't want any of these losers to be her stepfather. At least if she was living at home, she could help pay bills, and keep her mum in check.

"Y'know even though it turned out to be dodgy, I remember that you were the most happiest when helping people. Like at the refuge. You were making a difference in people's lives, like Dennis" Emily pointed out.

"Yeah but it all turned out to be a scam" Sophie returned bitterly. Her whole experience with the fraud had chipped a way at her naivety. It had also scared her how much good intentions could be so twisted. She had really lost herself in both good and bad motives.

"And how you helped Ryan Connor, no one could believe it. Sophie with forgiveness and compassion you saved him, figuratively and literally. You're still walking around for a reason, the Lord isn't done with you" Emily gave her a pat on the shoulder. She got up to clear up their teacups.

Sophie thought about it. It was true. God did keep pulling her towards a certain direction. There were people who needed to know that they were cared about. That they could change their lives around.

Sophie just didn't know how to get there. But at least she knew that it was a place to start.