Thank you for the reviews once again! Just want to say that the name of the store in this chapter (Bellaira Gowns) Isn't to my knowledge a real shop and if it is, nothing is meant by it, the name just sounded nice.

Hope you enjoy, please read and review. Thanks again :)

Bellaira Gowns was a small, beautifully decorated shop, filled to the brim with wedding gowns of all shapes, sizes and styles. The minute the two women entered the shop they headed over to the stunning white gowns on the left hand side, running through the different ones and gasping in awe at just how beautiful they really were.

"Oh Shaz. How did you ever manage to decide?" Alex asked breathily as she stroked the soft silk of a princess gown hidden amongst the others.

"I had mine custom made. It cost me pretty much all of my wages from the past year but I've always dreamt of my dress being exactly what I want so I thought, its worth it. Plus we've got Chris's wages to help out until I get back on my feet. This wedding is supposed to be the best day of my life." Shaz smiled as they headed over to the desk where an elderly woman was waiting. She was wearing a purple knitted cardigan and her neck was draped in three or four different coloured beaded necklaces. Matching beaded bracelets adorned her arms.

"Hello my dears. How can I help you both?" She asked kindly, her warm smile so inviting.

"I've had my dress custom made and I'm here for my fitting?" Shaz asked.

"Certainly! What's your name my love?" The woman picked up a large folder and began to flip through the customary section before returning her light blue eyes to Shaz.

"Miss Sharon Granger." Shaz smiled.

After a moment of silence with the only sound of plastic covers being flipped the owner beamed at them.

"Here we go then. Right lets get you back here and see how beautiful you'll look. Is this your friend?" She asked, indicating Alex.

"This is my senior officer." Shaz introduced.

"D.I Alex Drake." Alex offered her hand pleasantly and the woman shook it.

"Pleasure to meet you. I'm Bonnie Hartlin." Bonnie led them through to a backroom where a large dress bag hung against a shelf with Shaz's name on the side. Grabbing a stepping stool bonnie stood above them both, taking the dress by the hanger and bringing it through to the changing rooms.

"Right well I'll leave you too it. I'll be out the front should there be an issue. The sizing has all been matched up so now its down to you." Bonnie beamed once more before bustling back the way they had come, to the front of the shop.

Shaz grinned at Alex before stepping into the changing room to put on the dress. Alex leant against the wall before spotting a piece of paper stuck to the wall next to her. It had her name on the front. Curiously Alex looked around to who could have planted it there. With nobody around she took the note in her hand and nervously opened it.

"I'm watching you Alex."

She shuddered, looking wildly for the writer but still with nobody in sight.

"Ready Ma'am?" Shaz's voiced asked from behind the curtain and she slipped away from the fear and back to her friend.

"Come on then Shaz. Lets see."

Opening the curtain Alex breathed in. There was no denying it. Shaz looked amazing. The dress she had designed was lovely. It started with thick ribbon straps against her shoulders, into a tight corset with strings of pearls running down to the waist. At the waist the dress billowed out into a beautiful gown, delicately splattered with glitter. It ran down to the ground, just folding at the bottom where Shaz stood barefoot. All of it shone a bright, clean white, like fresh snow.

"Oh Shaz you look wonderful!" Alex was in love with the dress. It suited Shaz perfectly and fitted nicely.

"Do you really think so?" Shaz asked, biting her lip in nervousness and happiness all at once.

"Definitely! Chris is very lucky. And Ray, well he's gonna regret every sexist comment he's ever made to you Shaz, the minute you walk down that aisle." Alex smiled as she saw the excitement in her colleagues face, her bright green eyes lighting up spectacularly.

"1 week." Shaz breathed, running her hands against the skirt of the dress, images of herself walking down the aisle in her mind.

Bonnie shuffled back into the room, gasping in delight when she saw Shaz.

"Oh my! You look like a princess honey. I swear I read about you in Cinderella!" Bonnie chuckled, looking up and down at Shaz in her dress, murmuring her approval."Wait! It needs one more thing. A finishing touch!" Bonnie half ran out the room, before hurrying back with a box in her hands. Inside was a sparkling tiara with veil attached which she quickly fitted to Shaz's head. Bringing the front round and over the tiara Shaz really did look like something out of a fairytale in her fairy princess wedding attire.

"Oh, thank you Bonnie. But I could never afford this as well." Shaz's face dipped into almost disappointment.

"How much?" Alex asked.

"£240." Bonnie replied, opening the box to put it away.

"We'll take it."

"Oh Ma'am you can't!" Shaz blurted, not wanting her friend to spend that much on her.

"Call it a wedding present Shaz. As your D.I I'm am telling you that I'm getting that tiara and you are wearing it down the aisle. No buts." Alex insisted, as she handed over a cheque she had been writing.

"Thank you Ma'am." Shaz exclaimed, fingering the box in the shopping bag as she and Alex left the store.

"My pleasure Shaz. You'll look amazing." Alex smiled warmly at her friend, looking down at the two bags, one with the tiara and veil and the other the beautiful wedding dress.

Opening the door and flicking the light switch Alex sighed at being home finally. She was looking forward to getting changed, having a glass of wine before getting into bed and sleeping. As she closed the door and headed into the kitchen however she was stopped by the phone ringing.

"Hello?" She exclaimed into the handset, resting against the wall as she waited for a reply.

"Hello Alex. Get my note?" The voice, she noticed sounded vaguely familiar but she was determined not to be thrown off.

"Who is this? What can you possibly want that's so important? Why won't you leave me alone?" She fired the questions at the caller, barely pausing for breath.

"You don't know? You haven't heard the news have you Alex. The news about the girl you can't even name. What's your daughters name Alex?" He asked.

She stopped and thought. 'No, I have to remember, I know it…' she thought to herself, panicking at the thought of not remembering her own daughters name.

"What have you done?" She asked, nerves overcoming her.

"That would be telling. You'll find out soon enough Alex. The happiest day of their life. Will it be the happiest day of yours?" With that the handset clicked and the caller had gone.

"NO! Who are you? What are you? Why the hell won't you bloody leave me alone!" Alex couldn't hold back as the tears threw themselves down her cheeks and she sobbed into the phone. Slamming it against the handset she threw her hands up to her head, brushing her back from her face, sighing loudly before sitting on the sofa, hugging a cushion and bursting into tears. She hadn't cried like that in years and she could feel every sad memory pouring themselves onto the soft red fabric of the cushion. Breathing deeply she stopped herself and sat, shuddering on the sofa.

"Calm yourself Alex. This is what the bastard wants. A reaction. Well he ain't gonna get one. I can't give him that satisfaction. I can't let him win." she spoke loud and clearly to herself, the words rebounding off the walls of the flat. Straightening herself out she breathed deeply before heading down to Luigi's for a drink.

Really hope you enjoyed it :) Just want to say thank you ever so much to every reviewer and reader, it really means a lot. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'll post the next as soon as I get a review or 2 :) x