JUSTIN'S POV:
I made my way through the hallway and to the front door the morning after Allie's funeral and opened the door, coming face-to-face with Dad… "Dad, what are you doing here?"
"I came to see how Floyd and Tiff were." he informed me
"Vaughan…" Tiffany's voice spoke "It's so good to see you."
"It's good to see you too," he mirrored as he stepped inside and shut the door behind him, Tiffany moving over to him for a hug
"How did you find out our address though?" she questioned as they pulled apart
"Your Mum was still in touch with Christine Mulgrew," he replied "she sends her love and well wishes."
Tiffany smiled weakly… "Come through. I'll put the kettle on."
As Tiffany walked into the kitchen I placed my hand on Dad's chest… "Why are you here?"
"Like I said, to see how Floyd and Tiff are." he informed me
"But they're nothing to do with you anymore. There must be another reason…" I replied
"And Tiffany's nothing to do with you either, or so I thought." he admitted "What's going on there?"
"It's a long story…" I sighed
"One I've got time for, thankfully." he informed me "Let's go and get a cuppa, shall we?"
TIFFANY'S POV:
Vaughan, Justin and I sat at the breakfast bar, silence filling the room…
"Why are you here, can I ask, Vaughan?" I questioned
"I was going to send flowers, but I thought I should come in person and forget the flowers." he informed me "I remember how your Mum always hated flowers."
"Yeah, she did." I replied "You didn't have to come all this way though. I take it you're still in Greenock?"
He nodded his head… "I do have an agenda as to why I'm here though."
"What's that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him
"This…" he informed me "You and Justin. Are you sure it's such a good idea?"
"Excuse me?" I inquired
"You remember what happened the last time the two of you got involved romantically. Do you really want it to end like that again?" he questioned
"Who says it's going to end at all?" I asked "How dare you! You have no right to come into my home the day after I've buried my mother and interfere in things that are nothing to do with you."
"What's going on?" Floyd questioned as he walked into the room "Vaughan!"
"Hi, Floyd." he greeted him
"Vaughan was just leaving, Floyd." I informed him
"You should've woken me." he admitted "It's good to see you…"
"It's good to see you too." he mirrored
"Did you not hear me, Floyd? Vaughan was just leaving." I informed him
"Why?" he inquired
"Does that matter? He's leaving, end of." I replied
"What is your problem?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me
"Why don't you ask Vaughan what my problem is?" I questioned
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Dad, I think you should go…" I admitted as Tiffany left the room "Will you let Leo know I'll be in contact as soon as I'm back in London please?"
"Yeah, you're right." he replied "And I will. Take care, son, and take on board what I said."
"I'll see you out, I suppose." Floyd informed him
Floyd and Dad left the room and I walked out into the back garden where Tiffany had moved to and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind…
"Do you think your Dad's right?" she questioned
"Why are you asking me that?" I asked
"I just want to know, do you? Do you think he's right?" I inquired
"No." I informed her "I do get why he came though…"
"You do?" she asked as she turned to face me "Can you enlighten me then please? Because I have no idea…"
"He's worried about me," I admitted "you saw how I reacted last time this ended and he doesn't want that to happen again. I spent 3 months in therapy, and he doesn't want me going back there or worse. He's just looking out for me, and believe it or not, he's looking out for you too."
"You never told me that, that you were in therapy. Why?" she inquired
"It never came up." I informed her "I would've if it had of, but it didn't, so…"
"Are you ashamed of it?" she questioned
"No, because it helped me become a better person." I replied
She smiled at me warmly… "Do you think this is going to end again?"
"I can't predict the future," I admitted, pushing some hair back from her face, cupping her cheek as I did so "but I hope not."
"Me too." she replied, softly pressing her lips against mine "We'd better make a start…"
"On what?" I inquired
"We need to set things in motion," she informed me "I need to get in touch with Mum's solicitor and see what she said in her will, and then we need to decide what we do with this place."
"Okay." I replied "And when all that's done, then what?"
"We head back to London and deal with Andrew." she admitted, pursing her lips together nervously
I wrapped my arms around her tightly and her arms wrapped around my waist, her head resting against my chest…
Well hello, Vaughan, bet you didn't expect to se him, did you? Turns out he was just worried about his son, really. What's next, I wonder?