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John's back in Blackpool. What could possibly go wrong?

Old Times

There was just something nice about walking downstairs and entering the kitchen to find John standing there. Clara could have just stood in the doorway forever, watching him as he made breakfast. The smell of the bacon hit her and she could feel her stomach doing flips. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass.

"Morning. Sleep well?" John said when he saw her.

"Well enough."

"Are you alright? You look a little pale."

She sipped on her glass of water, hoping that it would make her feel better. "No keep feeling like I am going to be sick. Haven't been yet, which is good."

"So you won't want any breakfast?"

"I don't know whether I will be able to keep it down."

"You know what it is? It being around those kids for so long. They are living, breathing Petri dishes."

Clara laughed. "They are teenagers. I think that only applies to young children."

"I think teenagers are worse for that sort of things."

He moved the frying pan off the hob and walked over to her, opening his arms to her. She walked into them.

"Are you sure you want to get this close to me?" She said.

"I have had worse than some stomach bug and survived." He placed a kiss into her hair. "I am sure you will feel better later. Maybe you should go back to bed for a little longer."

"That might be best."

They jumped apart when someone cleared their throat at the door, just to turn and to see Dave standing there. John went back to the breakfast, mumbling under his breath is he allow to comfort her any more and that Dave was just being an idiot. Clara bit her lip to try and stop herself from laughing.

"Are you okay, Clara? You look a little pale."

"I think it is just a bug. Hopefully it will pass. I am going to go back to bed for a bit."

"Good idea. I will send up a cup of tea later."

Clara smiled at them both before she left the kitchen.

Clara was not up to having people around. She didn't know whether they were there because her dad had invited them round or they just turned up because they heard that John was back. The only thing that made her smile was the fact that everyone seemed to have missed him.

"John." She said to come, waving her hand from him to come with him.

He smiled at her but it dropped when she grabbed his arm and started to pull him up the stairs and into her bedroom.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Short answer is no."

"Are you still feeling sick?"

"Yes and no."

"Clara what is it?"

"When I went back to bed this morning, I met Linda on my way. She mentioned that I looked pale and I told her as I told you and my dad that I felt sick and that it was probably a bug. Linda joked that she hoped that I wasn't pregnant."

"Okay. Why are you telling me this?"

"You know I said I went out just to get so fresh air? I went into town and brought a pregnancy test. Linda had put the idea in my head and I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I just did it to try to … I don't know, just to put it out of my mind. Clear my mind of that thought."

John raised his eyebrow at her.

"I am pregnant and I have no idea who the father could be." She said as quickly as she could.

He sat down on the bed as the weight of what she just told him hit him. He looked up at her.

"Okay."

"Can you stop saying okay? It's not okay." She shouted at him

He stood back up and pulled her towards him. She automatically wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head into his chest. He could feel her body start to shake and the tears soaking his shirt.

"I keep say okay because it is okay. It is not ideal but when has anything been ideal?"

"What should I do?"

It was a very good question. What should she do?

"The first thing you can't do is panic over it. I know that either is sounds obvious or difficult and it will take a while to get used to the idea but you can't panic over it. Secondly, you need to go and tell Danny about it. Even if he isn't the father, everyone will think he is the father and, like me, he does have a right to know. Just not that he might not be the father."

Clara huffed. "Anything else?"

"You need to make a decision over it. You know that I will support you whatever you do. I am sure Danny will be the same." He chuckled. "I remember you talking about having children when you were younger. You were always good with kids."

"I feel like I am going to mess everything up."

John pulled back and got her to look up at him. "What do you mean you're going to mess everything up?"

"I know you said that you would never leave me again but what happens if it is Danny's child? Are you going to stay around while I have this family with Danny? Then what happens if it is your child? I would be able to hide that fact that it was you but I wouldn't be able to hide the fact that I cheated on him." She rested her head back against his chest. "It will make me make my choice and I don't want to lose either of you."

"Clara ..." He started before he sighed.

She looked back up at him. "I can't lose you. Not again."

She was scared. She wasn't terrified because of the baby. She was terrified about the choices she would have to make to make a family for this child.

He didn't know how to comfort her. He was never the best when it came to comforting people. He just used to pat them on the shoulder before leaving for them to get on with it. He wanted to comfort Clara.

He bent down and kissed her. She returned the kiss, bringing her arms up around his neck. He was sure that things would work themselves out. He just wondered how long it would take them.