Author Note: Thanks for all the lovely reviews, I really appreciate them! Thanks for the review jjfan, I won't leave it there, simply because I think this next chapter is a good place to leave it rather, haha. Please don't kill me.

Unfortunately my life is getting busy these next few days - I have a presentation on Monday and I haven't even started it yet, but that's what tomorrow is for. I will hope to post some more soon, fingers crossed. But it might not be til Monday, depending on life. Thanks for all your patience while I've been out of action.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins, but I did write this story.

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The little girl wrapped her arms around Naomi's shoulders as she carried her sleepy sister out of the car. She felt numb. Her head was cloudy and her heart was attempting to repair itself. She carried the sleepy toddler towards the house, struggling to unlock the front door. When she dropped the keys she cursed loudly, then cursed silently for swearing in front of Lexie. Her eyes filled with tears. She bent down to retrieve the keys as the front door opened and her damp eyes were met by two frustrated brown ones.

"Where have you been?" Emily asked, barely pausing, "I've been trying to call you for three days, Katie said you were going to be at the scan, where were you?"

Naomi bit her lip to stop herself from crying as she stepped into the house.

"Can I at least put Lexie down before we have this argument?" Naomi asked, sighing.

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Emily returned to the lounge, prompting her twin sister to continue a story she had been telling, when she finally finished she glanced up at Emily.

"Was there someone at the door anyway?"

"It was Naomi, would you mind going?" Emily asked, hovering on her feet.

"Why?" Katie asked, frowning.

"Because I need to talk to her,"

Katie sighed, "What do you have to talk about?"

"I need to know why she didn't answer her phone,"

"Sorry but she was in the wrong here, she cant just come back here and act like nothing has happened,"

"Katie!" Emily gasped, "It's not like that, she's come home and now we have to talk about everything. We hardly left it in a good place,"

"I suppose, I'm sorry I just don't want her to upset you again,"

"She didn't upset me," Emily tried, but Katie sighed again. "I wasn't upset about her, okay? I was upset about the situation,"

"The situation? Yeah the situation really made you slap Naomi! Don't fool yourself, it was all her,"

"Bitching about me again Katie?" Naomi asked, entering the room.

"I didn't mean, I..." Katie began, but was quickly cut off.

"Katie can you just go?" Emily asked.

"I don't know if I should, I don't want you to get in trouble again,"

"I won't hurt her again, I," Naomi whispered, the words caught in her throat as she struggled to keep herself together, "I need her,"

Emily looked at Naomi, puzzled by how emotional she was becoming. It confused her, she wanted to ask what was going on but something stopped her.

"How about I go upstairs?" Katie asked, Emily looked to Naomi for the answer.

"Fine whatever," she muttered uncaringly, sitting down on the sofa as Katie left the room.

"So?" Emily asked, waiting for Naomi to speak, "Why haven't you answered my calls?"

"I," Naomi began, but she didn't know what to say, words caught in her throat again, "I lost, I, my phone, it,"

"You lost your phone?" Emily offered,

Naomi nodded. Emily watched Naomi's eyes as they grew deeper, she searched for the girl she loved, but there was something shielding her. Her heart ached at the thought of Naomi in pain and wondered if the situation was getting to her more than Emily realised.

"Lexie's going to be staying here for a while," Naomi muttered,

"How long?" Emily asked, confused by her fiancées sudden revelation.

"I don't know, but quite a while,"

Emily's voice was growing louder as she spoke, anger intertwining her words, "I can't believe you, after everything you put me through for not asking you about the surrogacy and you expect me to be okay with a three year old living with us?"

"Please," Naomi muttered, her voice delicate, but Emily barely noticed.

"You seem to think that you can do this, that you can walk in and out of here, calling all the shots. When we can talk, when we have some space. This is supposed to be a relationship. I admitted my mistake with the surrogacy, but you keep making mistake after mistake and it's alright, just as long as you're fucking in control,"

She didn't want to shout, she didn't want to get angry, but her hormones were flying everywhere and her anger just seemed to boil over. Naomi was clearly upset, but she couldn't find an ounce of sympathy as she felt her breathing grew harder. The door opened quickly and Katie was standing there analysing the situation.

"You fucking bitch, I knew this would happen. Don't you understand?" Katie screamed, standing so close to Naomi that she wondered if she was going to hit her, "She is fucking pregnant and all this stress is well bad for the baby and for Emily,"

"Katie, don't," Emily muttered, managing to calm herself before it got too much.

"No, I'm not going to watch her do this to you,"

Tears filled her eyes and Naomi could feel her body begin to shake. She didn't want to cry, particularly in front of Katie, but she couldn't not. It was too much to handle, her emotions were all over the place and she felt sick. She couldn't stand the stifling atmosphere, so she stood up.

"I need to," she stuttered, tears polluting her words, "I'm going out,"

"What about Lexie?" Emily asked, frowning, confused by Naomi's meltdown. "What about me?"

But it was too late, Naomi was already halfway out of the house, running as fast as her legs could carry her.

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Author Note: Thanks for reading...looks like there was only enough room in my suitcase for a few of you, anyone want to jump into my suitcase to France? It's only a week, but we're taking a car so there's more space!