Hello everyone :) I'm very thankfull for all comments I got from you and that you enjoyed the story :) I know everyone would like to see Ste meeting his Brendan right now, but I'm afraid it's not possible now. Unfortunately you have to wait a bit longer for that. Anyway, there's another chapter for you. Well, it might be quite boring...but soon we'd get into 'real' things and there'd be more things going on around ;)

'I'm walking!' He barked as he made another small step and looked with hate at the sulking therapist standing behind his back and watching him intently with crossed arms. 'Yer blind?'

'I'm sure you can do bigger steps and do it quicker.' The man said firmly and reluctantly followed his patient.

'Don't think so.' He retorted with a snort and tightened his grips on the walker. 'I look stupid with this.'

'Maybe you look stupid, but you're able to walk again.' He stated and motioned at the free patch of grass. 'Walk there and I'll help you to lay down so we could practice a bit.'

'What we can practice on the grass?' Peter cocked eyebrow at him as he slowly moved his walker toward the middle of the park.

'You'd see when we get there. You need to do few more exercise, not only focus at walking around the building with a walker.' He replied and kept walking with him arm to arm. 'And you should have something comfortable to wear for our meetings. Some t-shirt at least, not this baggy jumper. You're all in sweat and it's short way to catch a cold.'

'It's not like I can go outside and buy anything.'

'I'd talk about that with Tom. He's your keeper, isn't he? He should fix something for you or at least ask the boss to buy something for you. You need more clothes.' He said firmly and grabbed his arm to help him lay down on the ground. 'Now, slowly. I don't want you to break your leg or hand. There's no hurry.'

'Yer were saying something different few minutes earlier.' He retorted with heavy stare.

'Because even snail would be able to beat you in the race.' He rolled his eyes as he put aside the walker and helped his patient to lay his back down. 'You can do it better and faster…Now I'd steady your legs and you're doing ten push-ups.' He instructed.

'Yer don't have a heart.' He growled.

'And you're lazy. Come on, Peter. I'm sure you can do it and even more.' He cheered him and held the legs in tight grip.

'Anyway, where's Thomas?' He asked as he did the first push-up and breathed heavily.

'He has a day off.'

'What? Shouldn't he be with me all the time? He's my keeper.'

'Sometimes he needs to rest too, you know? You're a hard patient and Tom deserves a day off…Anyway, I didn't know you're missing him.' He smirked slightly, teasing him.

'I'm not.' He protested, when his head almost touched his knee. 'I'm just surprised he's not around, sulking or showing he's the wisest person in the whole world. He's annoying me.'

'He thinks the same about you.' He chuckled amused. 'You have more in common than you think.'

'We don't have anything in common.' He spat and breathed hardly as he did the six push-up. 'Can I stop now?'

'No, you still have four to go.'

'I'm tired.' He tried once again and looked at man almost with pleading.

'You already forgot what I said to you? Keep working.' He said unmoved. 'And if you'd be doing good, maybe I can call Tom to come over to visit you.' He added with a small grin.

'I don't need him.' He snapped irate and did the last push-up. 'Can we go back to my room, now? I want to take a nap before the lunch time.'

'Okay, I think you have enough as for one day. But don't you think I'd be so generous next time.' He waggled a finger at him before he caught him under the arm to help him stand up. 'Do you want me to bring a wheelchair for you, or you'd like to try to get back to your room using the walker?

'The walker is fine.' He replied, surprising his therapist. To be honest he expected to hear another sulking from the man's side or some sarcastic reply, not to see him freely using the walker. Well, that was definitely something new!

'Tom would be very proud of you.'

'I'm not doing this for him.' Pete replied firmly with his eyes focused at his feet, slowly moving over the grass.

'That's good you're doing it for yourself. You're too young to spend the rest of your life here.' He nodded his head with a slight smile. 'But I wonder what's happened that suddenly you changed so your mind? It's not like two days ago you were willing to do anything.' He asked with curious as he followed him.

'I just looked at it from the different side and I stated there's more advantages of being able to walk on your own, than stay at the bed and be dependent on someone.' He shrugged.

'Tom was telling you about that from weeks.' He noticed. 'So still it doesn't explain your sudden change.'

'I've just changed my mind.' Peter said slowly, his hands tightened on the walker. 'And that's all what should interest yer. If I need to confess, I'd ask Thomas for calling a priest or take me to the church. Yer got it?' He looked briefly at him above his shoulder, unspoken threaten evident in his voice.

'I didn't mean to irate you, calm down.' He assured him quickly as he took a look at one of his big hands and decided he didn't has a desire to see it closer. 'It's your life.'

'Exactly.' He said firmly and moved his eyes back at his feet as he kept moving forward. 'And don't forget about it.'

'I saw you already talked with Ellie.' Rhys leaned over the counter and fixed his eyes at Cheryl searching for something in her purse. 'So, everything's fine between you two?'

'We had just a small chat.' She replied evasively and removed her lipstick and pocket-mirror.

'So you know what she's doing, here?' He didn't want to sound too noisy, but curiosity took the better of him. 'Is she going to stay for a long time?'

'I don't know and to be honest I don't care. I just asked her to send kids to me sometimes…Why are you so interested?' She glanced at him suspiciously.

'I just wondered why she'd like to stay here.' He shrugged, trying to sound casual. 'She doesn't has any friends around and any job…'

'I think she just move here for a short vacation. She rents Tony's old flat.'

'Why she'd like to spend a vacation in Hollyoaks?' He raised his eyebrow at her. 'There's nothing interesting going on around and I'm sure there's a lot more entertaining places than our village.'

'Maybe she just wants to get away for few days.' Cheryl blurted, irate. 'Till she doesn't start a fight with me, I don't care what she's going to do. And I'm sure she also doesn't want me to know about her plans.' She closed the pocket-mirror with a slap and looked heavily at her friend. 'I only cares about my nephews. They're the only reminder of Brendan I have.' She added quietly and for moment Rhys wondered if she wouldn't break into tears. But Cheryl took a deep breath and didn't let even one tear to fall down. She already cried enough after Brendan and there was no reason to cry if it would never bring him back. It was just done and she needed to accept it. Brendan was dead and she needed to move on.

'I'm sorry I bring this is up, but I just saw Ellie with Warren yesterday night on my way back to home and well, I wondered if you know anything.' He muttered.

'Ellie met Warren at Brendan's funeral, so I'm not surprised they talked. It's a small village.' She packed everything back to her purse and raised up from the stool. 'I'm going down the town with Lynsey. I'd be back very late, so I'd like you to close the club tonight.' She handed him the keys.

'Sure, no problem.' He nodded his head and before she had a chance to walk away, he quickly added. 'They were kissing.'

'Who was kissing?' She asked puzzled.

'Warren and Ellie. I saw them kissing on the street.' He replied quietly, didn't want to catch anyone attention.

'It's not possible.' She shook her head with a smirk. 'Why Warren would catch Ellie's attention? It's ridiculous. You probably saw wrong, love.'

'I know what I saw Cheryl!' He protested. 'They were surely kissing.' Cheryl's face dropped down.

'Well, even if they really kissed and maybe there's something going on between them, it's not my right to ask.'

'But maybe you should.' He said firmly. 'I don't like it, Cheryl. I've just got a bad feeling, Warren is up to something.'

'Don't you exaggerate a bit?' She gave him a funny look.

'He's always up to something. He's that kind of guy who never stops thinking about new plans how to get more money without wasting too much energy. And I think he's meeting with Ellie on purpose and she's taking a part in his plan…Or maybe he just uses her.'

'Okay, I'd take a look at Warren and look closer at his business plans. But surely not tonight. I'm already late.' She sighed as she looked at the time in her mobile phone. 'See you later, Rhys.'

'Just be careful, Cheryl! I don't trust them!' He called after her with hope this time he'd be wrong. The last thing he'd want to see it's broken, betrayed Cheryl leave on her own.

He slipped inside the room how quiet he could, didn't want to wake up his roommate, but as it turned out minute later, it was unnecessary. He smirked to himself as he threw his heavy bag over his shoulder and glanced at the corner of the living room, where at the small, white desk with laptop on it, was already working hard Ashley.

'Do you ever sleep?' He asked with a chuckle, startling her.

'Only when I have to.' She retorted with a weak smile as she turned toward him on her chair and he could take a look at her blue eyes surrounded be dark bruises, hidden now under this glasses. 'You weren't in work, today?'

'I has a day off.'

'I thought you don't have something like a day off there.' She smirked at him. 'This job is kind of like a punishment for you, isn't it?'

'Nah, it's fine job.' He stated with a shrug. 'It's better than sitting in jail or paying a fine.'

'I'm sure it is.' She nodded and before she turned back to her laptop she wrinkled her eyebrows as she noticed his bag dangling behind his back. 'Are you going somewhere?' She looked at him suspiciously.

'Down the town. I wasn't meeting with anyone for ages.' He replied evasively with a huge grin which Ashley knew too well.

'Don't tell me you have a dig tonight?' He scratched his head under her heavy stare, but try to not lose his self-assurance.

'I have a day off, so I can use the occasion and go back to something I love to do.' He replied bluntly, didn't see any problem.

'You have a day off to rest, not spend all night in the club and looking like a shit next day in the clinic!' She barked at him, couldn't believe this. 'You want to have more problems?'

'Only two weeks more and I'm done with clinic!' He snapped back, annoyed. 'Don't treat me like a baby!'

'But you're acting like one!'

'Look, it's not your business what I'm going to do on my free night.' He said sharply.

'I just don't want you to do something stupid again.' She sighed with worried look. 'Next time you might be not so lucky.'

'I'd be careful, okay? Just take it easy.' He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. 'Anyway, if you're still up could you do me a favor?' He looked at her with pleading as he fished for his mobile phone.

'It depends on what is it.' She replied carefully, afraid with what thing this time he might comes up.

'You know a bit about crosses, don't you?' He handed her a mobile phone and showed two pictures. 'I want you to check from what church it might comes.'

'You can get a cross almost everywhere.' She almost moaned. 'It's almost impossible to find this one.'

'Just try, okay? I'd do anything you want.' He offered with a cheeky grin.

'Is this cross has something to do with this annoying guy you got under your care few weeks ago?' She more stated than asked.

'I'd like to know from where he comes. Maybe I could find his family.'

'Don't be so optimistic.' She cooled down his enthusiasm. 'I even don't know from what start.' She groaned. 'And I don't like you're involving so much in this guy's life. It won't bring nothing good for you.'

'Don't talk like my mum, okay?' He chuckled. 'And I'm sure you can do that.' He winked at her with cheeky smile. 'So, have a nice night with a cross, and I'm heading to job.'

'How can I do that if you take your phone, eh?' She pointed out.

'I'd send to you a picture of it when I just reach the club.' He promised, after quick think. 'See you later, Ash.'

'Be careful! I don't want to visit you at the police station later.' She called after him and rolled her eyes before she fixed her eyes back at the laptop and she sighed heavily at the same thought how much work she has to do tonight. If she thought she'd get a little sleep tonight, now she was sure she was provide wrong.