Six Months Later

She rolled over and looked at the man sleeping next to her.

'Hey you.' She smiled, leaning over to kiss him. He leant down to save her struggling, the swollen bump before her preventing any proper physical contact.

'How's my favourite Mom to be?' He tenderly lifted up her top, and gently kissed the skin beneath.

'I'm fine, and so's Junior.'

'Good, I want both my princesses to be just fine.'

'We are. Can't believe it's a girl.' She smiled, holding his hand, as they snuggled up close.

'Me neither. I'm glad we found out now.'

'Now, I think you should get to work, don't you Sergeant?'

'Guess so.' Callum reluctantly released himself from Beth's embrace. 'I just hate leaving you alone.'

'I'm fine. Not long left now, only 5 weeks.'

'I know, but anything could happen to you while I'm away.' She looked at him, and knew what he meant.

'I wish she was here to you know.'

'Wish who was here?' He pretended not to know what she was talking about, but Beth knew him too well.

'Hunter. You wish she was here, then I wouldn't be alone and you'd still have your sister.'

'Beth, I never said that.' He continued buttoning up his shirt, avoiding her gaze.

'You didn't have to.' She struggled off the bed, and tried to embrace him but found it difficult due to her ever expanding waist line. 'I wonder if she's had her baby yet.' Beth continued thoughtfully.

'No one knows. She hasn't got in touch with anyone since the wedding Beth. We have to face it she's moved on. She does this; she comes and goes how she pleases. I thought she'd settled down, but obviously not. Now I've gotta leave; you gonna be OK?'

'Yeah. I'll be fine.' She leant up and kissed him, and then watched from the window as he drove off, leaving her alone.

A few streets away, in another part of Sun Hill, another loved-up couple were getting ready for work. Sam sat sipping her coffee, as Phil rushed around trying to find his files, tie his tie and speak on the phone at the same time. She raised her eyebrows at him; several things may have changed since they first met, but his organisational skills weren't one of them.

'OK, mate. Give me a call if you hear anything. Bye.' He hung up and looked at Sam, she knew form the disappointed look in his eye that he hadn't received the news he wanted.

'Has he still not heard anything from her?' She asked as he sat down, looking some what defeated.

'No. I thought she might have got in touch by now, what with the baby being due in under a fortnight. It's been 6months Sam.' She stood up and walked to his side of the table, she stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck, he placed her hands on top of hers-symbolising his gratitude for her just being there.

'She'll turn up. You know what Callum said she was like.'

'I wish I knew what she was like though. I just met her, when she left again. The problem is she's too much like me.'

'Yes, she is. Now stop worrying about it. We've got to get to work, and I don't want my good mood to be dampened.'

'I know, but I want to share the news with her. Oh, yeah Mickey said congratulations.'

'I thought we weren't telling anyone till Megan knew.' Sam looked at him, and he knew what she was thinking-it was just like him to be too impatient to wait.

'We will, but I thought if he is in touch with her, he could pass the news on.'

'I don't think he is, Phil. He would have said something; he knows how upset you are. Plus, look how devastated he was; we had to do all we could to stop him from coming back here.' He knew she was right, but didn't want to admit it. He walked to the hooks by the front door where his keys hung.

'Don't you think it's strange that so much has happened, and she has no idea?' Phil had suddenly turned philosophical, much to Sam's amazement; but she just but it down to his daughters absence. She knew how hard it was when a child went missing, or vanished from your life, but to have a child you just found out about disappear must be soul destroying.

'I guess, but 6 months is a long time. Things around here are going to change. I mean Stuart's left, you've returned to Sun Hill, we're living together. It's all changed.'

'You're forgetting something, aren't you?' Phil grappled her playfully, and she collapsed laughing.

'Really? What's that?' She grinned at him, knowing it was winding him up.

'This!' He took her left hand, pointing to the diamond ring on the finger just next to her little one.

'Oh, yes. I forgot to take that off for work.' Sam removed it, and walked into the lounge to place it in its box.

'Ha, Ha. That's not what I meant-and you know it.' He looked slightly hurt, so she placed arms around his waist.

'Phil, how could I possibly forget that? It's the best think that's ever happened to me. I've never been happier than last night, when you asked me to marry you - don't you ever think otherwise, ok? You can't get rid of me, that easily.' She kissed him passionately.

'Don't worry; I'm never letting you go.' He gently escorted her out of the house.

'Summer, put that down.' Hunter grumbled and rubbed her eyes, and sighed. Despite wishing with all her heart, she always woke up in the same place-Mark's grubby flat. How she had returned here she wasn't entirely sure. She knew when she left the wedding that she had to get away, and well she bumped into Mark, and he asked how she was. Being Summer's Dad, he did have a right to know about his daughter's welfare, so when he offered her a place to stay she accepted. She was originally just looking for a place to stay, but when he offered her more, she couldn't resist. She was at her lowest ebb, and he showed her love and affection- something she was desperately in need of. He was even willing to provide for the new child, even though it wasn't his. This time she thought it would all be so different from when she had Summer, but now everything was turning sour. He was going out drinking again and he was constantly shouting at Summer. How much more of this she could take, she wasn't sure.

'Hey, babes. Gotta work today. You'll be OK, won't you?' She nodded, she had every other day, why wouldn't she be today. He gently kissed her, and then stroked her stomach. 'You behave for your Mom Junior.' It was times like this that made her want to stay, but most of the time, the good times were out weighed by the bad. She dragged herself out of bed and got dressed, so much for taking it easy now she was nearly at full term-no such luck.

As the hours ticked by she realised how much she missed Mickey, he was much better with Summer than Mark ever could be-and Mark was her father. She looked at the clock on the wall- 12 O'clock. Another 5 hours alone, till his return, at least then she wouldn't be alone.

Mickey looked at his watch. It was only 12:30, his days just seemed to drag by now he had nothing to look forward to, or rather someone. He knew she was missing, he just wished he knew where she was. Well his thoughts would have to go to one side for a bit, he thought as he looked at the report on his desk. He was supposed to have hadn't it in the day before, so he might as well do it now. He got up from his desk and half-heartedly walked downstairs, towards reception. Suddenly he heard a voice he had longed to hear for so long. He just couldn't understand why she was in Essex. Had she come looking for him? He hoped she had, but deep down he knew he was being foolish. But sure enough as he entered reception, her voice was clearly recognisable, he could even tell that she was angry and his heart longed to calm her down and take her in his arms again once more. As he saw her, he felt a surge of joy in his heart as he realised she was still pregnant-with his baby.

'Why can't I see him?' She shouted.

'I told you Mam, he's in custody.' The officer speaking to her, was doing his best but he just couldn't calm her.

'Nige, Let me.' Mickey spoke to the officer, who shrugged just eager to get rid of the amd woman.

'Megan, calm down.' She stopped at the sound of his voice, her heart also stopped. He was the reason she 'd come all this way but she had known it was pointless so had given up; but now here he was stood before her.

'Mickey.' She whispered, turning to face him.