"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" everyone cheered when Deirdre entered the Rovers with Ken. They had decided to hold a surprise party for him. He had a look of shock but gratefulness on his face as he thanked everyone in the pub. Ken walked over to where Peter and Leanne were next to Stella. They were both sitting at the bar, both with a glass of orange juice in their hands.

"Hello you two," Ken greeted them.

"Hey, Happy Birthday Dad, one year older ay?" Peter laughed.

"Yes, thank you very much Peter."

Leanne chuckled, "Happy Birthday Ken."

"Thank you Leanne," Ken smiled.

"How are you doing?" Ken added.

"I'm doing great thanks, I'm just glad to get out the flat to be honest," Leanne responded.

Just then they saw Simon walking over towards them. Something doesn't seem right about him? Leanne thought. That's when she noticed how pale he looked. She instantly knew something was wrong, it was one of those motherly instincts she got.

"Hey Si what's wrong?" Leanne asked concerned.

"I don't feel very well Mum," Simon complained.

"Did you feel like this earlier Son?" Peter asked.

Simon just nodded as Stella said, "C'mon, let's take you to the back room where I can get you a nice hot chocolate, how does that sound."

Simon nodded again. "Will you come with me mum?"

"Of course I will," Leanne smiled trying to make him feel better.

Stella, Leanne and Simon walked through to the back room where Simon sat down on the sofa. Stella went into the kitchen to make them all a hot chocolate. Leanne sat down on the sofa as Simon cuddled up to her resting his head against her side as she put her arm around him. Once Stella came back through with the hot chocolates, they thanked her and she left the room so that they could talk.

Suddenly without warning Simon burst into tears, bawling on Leanne's shoulder hysterically. Leanne wrapped her arms around him, protecting him, trying to calm him down. "Simon what is it darling?" She got no response as he carried on crying his heart out, leaving Leanne with a tear stained top. His chest heaved up and down as he sobbed uncontrollably. His eyes leaked with pain and sadness as tears ran down his red cheeks. "Please tell me what's wrong Simon," Leanne begged as her eyes brimmed with water, feeling Simons pain too.

"It w-was b-bur-burning. I-I couldn't g-get out. N-no one tried t-to save or h-help me. I w-was scared that I'd n-never see you or d-dad again," Simon choked out. Leanne pulled him back so that she was looking at him. She got her thumbs and wiped away the remaining tears under his bloodshot eyes.

"What are you talking about Simon?" Leanne asked quietly, slightly confused. Then she remembered. She pulled him into a tight hug. "Oh Simon, have you been having nightmares about the night of the tram crash when you were stuck in Claire's and Ashley's house?" Leanne asked softly. She felt Simons chin nod up and down on her shoulder.

"Aww Simon, you're safe now sweetheart. There's nothing to worry about anymore. And remember we would never not come and save you, you know how much we all love and care for you."

"I know."

Leanne sat with Simon for a little while longer until he had completely calmed down. She turned on the T.V for him, waited for him to settle, kissed the top of his head and told him she was just going back out to the bar to speak to Peter.

"Hey love, is everything okay?" Peter asked his wife.

"No not really. I've just had Simon burst out into tears on me. Apparently he has been having nightmares about the night of the tram crash; I've just managed to settle him down. He's watching T.V at the moment," Leanne said.

"Oh no, he isn't, is he," Peter replied.

Stella sighed, "Poor thing."

"If it carries on we might have to take him to the doctors to see if there is a way to stop these nightmares," Leanne said.

Not long after, the party started to die down a bit and Peter and Leanne decided to leave, given that Leanne was pregnant and was tired and that they needed to get Simon home. They said bye to everyone then headed home.

...

"MUM! MUM! MUM!" Simon shouted at the top of his lungs.

Leanne's eyes snapped open, hearing her son yell for her. Peter sat up, also awakened from Simons shouting, and asked Leanne if she wanted him to go but told him it was alright. She went straight to Simon's room after putting on her dressing gown and turned his light on. She noticed he was covered in cold sweat. She sat down on the edge of his bed and shook him slightly to see if she could wake him up.

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" Simon cried out from his sleep.

"SIMON!" Leanne half shouted still unable to wake him.

Suddenly Simon bolted right up as his eyes darted open. He was taking short and heavy breaths, every bone in his body shaking as he looked around the room, until he noticed Leanne sitting next to him on his bed.

"Mum!" Simon whimpered as he climbed into Leanne's arms.

"Shh, it's okay, I've got you, mummy's got you."

Simon sniffled, his breath turning back to normal. "Can I sleep with you and dad tonight please?" Simon pleaded.

Leanne looked at him, her heart broken from seeing the pain these nightmares were putting him through. "Of course you can darling." Leanne walked with Simon into hers and Peter's bedroom where they found Peter sitting up in bed waiting for them.

"Hey are you okay mate?" Peter asked half awake, half asleep. Simon just nodded.

"His come to sleep with us tonight."

"Sure, come here mate," Peter said tapping the bed. Simon climbed up onto the bed as Leanne got in the other side and switched off the lamp. She turned on her side and smiled when she felt Simon cuddle up to her. She put her arms protectively around him and kissed the top of his head.

"Good night mum, Good night dad."

"Good night darling," Peter and Leanne said in unison. And they all soon drifted back off to sleep.