A couple of days had passed now and all of the Barlow's, including Leanne & Carla had been tested to see if their blood was suitable for a still unconscious Simon to have through a blood transfusion. The results would be back later-on that very same-day, but meanwhile, it was time for Peter to be dis-charged from hospital. The Doctor and Carla were there with him as he was officially dis-charged.

"Now then Mr Barlow, I would strongly advise that you rest and do nothing but rest for the next 3 Weeks at the very-least! Putting your injuries aside for a minute, like Simon, you lost a lot of blood during the crash, and your body needs time to recover from the shock of the whole situation." The Doctor then informed Peter seriously as Peter perched-himself-onto the end-of the hospital-bed that he had previously been-treated-in.

"Right..." Peter trailed-off, the truth was, was that Peter's mind had been elsewhere whilst the Doctor had been talking and he had only just caught-onto what he had been telling-him.

"But as-long as you do all of that, then I am perfectly happy to allow-you to go. We'll be in touch about Simon's blood-transfusion." The Doctor then informed-him.

"Thanks Doctor." Carla then said with a smile as she took Peter's free-arm, the one that wasn't in a sling, and linked-it with her own. "Come-On then you, let's get you home." She then told Peter softly as they began to walk-out of the hospital together.

"Can we go and see Simon before we go?!" Peter then asked-her.

"Maybe later-on Baby. I want ya to come-home and have a proper-sleep first." Carla told-Peter, concerned that Peter was going-to do anything but rest in the next 3 Weeks, he was going-to be too worried about Simon to do that...

"But I haven't seen-him since we were trapped-in that car together...I need to see him Carla..." Peter practically begged-her. Although, as-much as Peter was desperate to see Simon again, part-of him was just trying to delay having to get back-into a car again. – The car-crash still haunting his memories.

"He's not even conscious yet Baby, and besides, visiting-hours aren't until later-on are they?! They probably wouldn't even let-you-in to see him at the moment, so come-on, let's go home." Carla then told Peter, rather firmly, but ever-so gently all the same, she didn't want to stress him out too-much. Carla then unlocked the car and gestured for Peter to get-in, sending-him into panic-mode. He suddenly froze...

Flashback.

The car was heading towards them and quickly, he had to do something to get-out of the way of it or both him & Simon were dead-meat.

SWERVE.

The car screeched as it lifted-onto two-wheels and then began to topple-over the side of the road and into the ditch, quickly heading-towards the nearest-tree that was directly infront of them...

"Peter?!" A concerned Carla snapped-Peter out of the flashback that he had just experienced. "Are you okay?!" She asked-him worriedly.

"Urm...Yeah love I'm fine...Just a bit...Well...Nervous...That's all it is love..." Peter confided-in Carla, however he decided to keep the news of his flashback from her. He didn't want to reveal that to Carla, he didn't want her to know that he was infact absolutely-terrified-of getting back into a car again...

Carla sighed-in sympathy for her Husband as she walked-over to him. "Baby. We'll be just fine I promise-ya." She then told-him gently as her fingers softly played with his beard, but he shrugged her away.

"That's what Me & Simon thought before the crash...Look, can't we just catch the tram or something?!" Peter asked-her rather desperately.

"Baby. If ya don't do this now, then ya never-will. Now Come-On." Carla then said, trying to be patient with her obviously scared Husband. She had never seen this side of Peter before, the frightened little-boy side, and it unnerved her slightly. She could handle a drunken Peter, or an angry Peter, or even a devastated Peter...But a scared-Peter?! That she wasn't so sure about dealing-with all by herself...

Peter eventually, and very-slowly, made his way towards the passenger-side of the car and Carla walked-with him and watched-him carefully as he got-himself-in, his ribs still causing-him a fair-amount of pain with every single breath he took. She helped-him to put his seatbelt-on because of his bad-arm that was currently in a sling. She then walked-around to the drivers' side and got-into the car herself.

"Well Done Baby. I'm so proud of ya." Carla then gently encouraged Peter as she softly squeezed his knee with her nearest-hand.

"Can we just go before I get-out again?!" Peter asked-her and she could see that his hands were visibly shaking. She then moved-her hand to rest just on-top of Peter's.

"Heyyy we're gonna be okay." She gently re-assured-him before she then pulled-off and they both headed-home together.

Back-On The Street, Michelle was with Steve again, still purely on a friendly-basis, but they seemed-to be spending an awful lot-of time together recently. They then sat-themselves-down in the Cafe together with a cup of coffee each.

"Hey Peter's just text-me!" Steve then told Michelle with a smile. "He says he's coming-home today."

"Oh...Well Carla never told-me that..." Michelle trailed-off sadly.

"Oh Michelle Love...I hate to break-it to ya..." Steve sighed. "But you're probably the least of Carla's worries right-now..." He told-her sadly, but truthfully.

"I just don't get-it Steve...We used to be closest-of mates, and look-at us both..." A saddened Michelle then frowned-at the not so charming, but rather gormless Taxi-Driver that was Steve McDonald.

"Well...You did kind-of tell-her that you wished that her and Peter weren't so happy together...And then the next-time she saw-ya...She found-out that Peter & Simon were-in hospital after a nasty car-crash...You're hardly gonna be in her good-book are ya now ey 'Chelle?!" Steve then revealed-to Michelle rather-frankly.

"Oh well thanks for that re-assurance there Steve..." Michelle replied with an angry and rather sarcastic sense of humour.

"Well I'm sorry Michelle, but it's true..."

"No you're right...And as per flippin' usual I'm in the wrong once-again...Story of my life that-is..." Michelle then told Steve softly. "Anyway, I best be going...I'll speak to ya later-on though okay?!"

Michelle then headed-out onto the Street to find-that Peter & Carla had just arrived-home together. Carla was helping Peter to get-out of the car as Michelle approached-them both. "Carla! Peter!" She called from a distance.

"Ugh." Carla sighed with pure-anger. "What do YOU want?!" She then asked Michelle angrily.

"Carla Please...Ya know I didn't mean what I said...And I've said I'm sorry more than enough times now alright?! Now can we just forgive & forget and move-on now already please?!" Michelle had to practically-beg Carla as Peter watched-on sadly.

"You tell-me that you don't want Me & Peter to be so happy...And then the next-thing I know, he's lying unconscious in a ditch with his Son after some freak car-crash. And you're expecting-me to just forgive & forget that are ya now Michelle?! They're both lucky to still be a-flamin'-live!" Carla then shouted-at Michelle furiously.

"Baby leave-her alone now. Come-On." Peter then told Carla softly, the sound of his voice instantly calming Carla down as she then turned-herself back to face-him, completely turning-her back-on Michelle as she did-so.

"Carla..." Michelle then begged-Carla one-last-time.

Completely ignoring-her, Carla then spoke-to Peter. "Come-On. Let's get you tucked-up in bed then ey Baby?!" She told-him softly, and Peter just nodded-in acceptance, rather-than-in agreement, as they then both headed inside and up the stairs towards the flat together...

As Michelle then wandered the Streets, she received a text from Kieron...

Kieron: Steve told-me what happened-to Peter & Simon...Are they both okay?!...Worried...I'm missing-you lots...K xxx

Michelle: Peter is recovering-well. Still waiting for news on Simon. Text Steve if you want to know anymore, and delete my number please, because I'm gonna delete yours. Goodbye Kieron.

Over-In London, Kieron just sighed-to himself as he read that text from Michelle, looks like he was never getting-her back...

However, for Michelle, as she then deleted Kieron's number from her mobile-phone, it felt like complete closure on their relationship. Now she felt-that she could begin-to try and move-on from Kieron...

Back-At the hospital, Ken, Deirdre and Leanne were all now sat-at Simon's bedside as he lay-unconscious still whilst the Doctor then arrived with the results for the blood-transfusion.

"Come-On Simon. It's about-time you woke-up Mate." Leanne then whispered to the kid who was practically her Son as she watched-him sleeping both peacefully and contently with the oxygen-tube that was in his mouth keeping-him breathing-as he remained unconscious. "We miss-ya. We miss your funny-jokes and your bubbly-personality. Please Si, we love-ya so-much." A tearful Leanne then broke-down into tears as Deirdre hugged-her tight. "Oh Love. Come-Here." Ken then listened-onto what the Doctor had to say.

"The test-results revealed that only Carla & Peter would have the suitable blood for Simon. But taking Peter's own-personal-injuries into consideration, I would advise that he is in no-fit-state-at the moment for a blood-transfusion..." The Doctor informed-them truthfully, giving-his-very-own honest-opinion on the matter.

"So that just leaves Carla then..." Leanne then trailed-off.

"I suppose I better give-her a ring-then...When will you be able to do the transfusion Doctor?!" Ken then asked the Doctor.

"It will be probably be tomorrow...Ya know by the time we get all of the equipment sent-through and everything..." The Doctor then explained and Ken nodded-in agreement before he then headed-off to just outside of the hospital to ring-Carla...

When Carla had finished-her phone-conversation with Ken, she then walked-into the bedroom to wake a sleeping-Peter, knowing that he would want to hear this news.

"Peter." Carla whispered as she then gently shook Peter's good-shoulder. "Peter Baby wake-up for me Sweetheart. I've got some news on Simon." She then revealed as she gently kissed-him on the cheek before he then began to stir.

"Hmmm?! Carla..." A confused Peter mumbled-as he came-to. "News-On Simon...W-w-what news?!" He then asked-her nervously.

"The results came-back from the blood-tests." Carla then told Peter as she sat-herself-down next-to him on the bed as he began to come to his senses.

"And?!" Peter asked.

"Only Me & You had suitable blood for Simon for the transfusion but..."

"Well I'll do it then..." Peter then interrupted.

"No Baby. The Doctor strongly advised against you doing-it. You lost enough blood in that crash as it is. If you lose-anymore then you'll collapse..." Carla told-him worriedly, knowing that Peter wasn't going-to take that news very-well.

"But Simon is my Son, Carla! He's mine! I can't let someone-else save his life for-me, especially not you! No, I messed-up by crashing the car, so I have to be the one to save Simon's life! It has to be me, Carla! It just has to be!" Peter cried to Carla as a couple of tears then fell-down from both of his eyes, stinging the cuts that were on his face as they then trickled-down his cheeks.

"Baby...You have already saved Simon's life once when you pulled-him out-of that car...And you probably made your only injuries-worse by doing-so...You've done enough for-him Baby. Now let-me do this...Please?!" Carla then gently pleaded with Peter.

"Are you sure about doing-this Carla?! Are you absolutely 100% Sure." Peter asked Carla nervously as he softened.

"Oh Baby of-course I am. Because for one, I couldn't bear to see you lose your little-boy just like that. And two, I happen to care about Simon an awful-lot Peter. More than people think I do. And I know now that Simon comes with you. He's a part of your life Peter. And I know that I would give my life for you Baby, so that means that I would give my life for Simon too. But this?! This is just a little-bit of blood..." Carla then told Peter in an extremely-sweet-way as she smiled-at him softly.

Peter then took Carla's hand into his own and then kissed the back-of it. "Thank-You So Much Carla. I Love You So Much." He told-her gratefully.

"Not as much as I love you Peter Barlow. And besides, what would Cassia do without her big-brother ey?!" Carla then told Peter with a small-smile.

"If only people knew that you were such a softie..." Peter trailed-off with a cheeky-smile as he then closed his eyes once-again.

"Oy Cheeky. I am NOT a softie." Carla defended-herself.

"Yes you are. I swear the whole Street thinks you're this big-scary-monster...But you're not, you're just a pussy-cat who wants to be loved." Peter told-her softly, his eyes remaining closed though as he did-so.

"Wanted." Carla corrected-him.

"Huh?!" Peter asked.

"I did want to be loved...But from the very-first moment that I laid eyes on you Peter Barlow, I have felt loved. You've transformed-me from a scary-Lion into that little-pussy-cat that you were on about...But that doesn't mean that the cat's claws won't strike from time to time." Carla then told-Peter making him chuckle.

"You're crackers. Dya know that?!" Peter then asked Carla cheekily, and she just smiled-at him as she watched-him rest his eyes. He looked-so adorable. Carla just quietly-giggled at that last-comment.

"It's good to have you home Baby." She then told-him sweetly.

"It's good to be home." He replied as Carla then lay-down with Peter, tenderly resting her head against Peter's good-shoulder, and avoiding touching his bad-arm which was in the sling as she placed her other-arm across his stomach as she then also shut-her-eyes, and they then fell-asleep together for a little-while...

Sorry, I could resist the cheesiness as the end there! Hope-it wasn't too bad!

Please-Review!

- Will Peter open-up to Carla about his Flashbacks?!

- How will the transfusion go?!

- Will Michelle EVER be able to make-it up to Carla?!