I DO NOT OWN EMMERDALE OR IT 'S CHARACTERS...THEY BELONG TO ITV1

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A/N: I'VE BEEN BACK FROM MY HOLIDAY FROM HELL FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS NOW...BURNTDOWN HOTEL ...60 MILE PER-HOUR WINDS AND LASHING RAIN...36 HOUR DELAY AND LOST LUGGAGE...I WON'T BE GOING BACK ON HOLIDAY ANYTIME SOON.

ANYWAY...MORE DOOM AND GLOOM!

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MIDDLE JUNE 2014

You're my child...my babe, my seed...

you come from me...my blood...my thoughts, my skin my hair...my good looks...

all to live for

come on my little fellow...my special boy...the little babe i held in my arms when you were a few days old.

I'd give away my life for you...if i didn't know back then...then i certainly do now.

you mustn't go nowhere...because without you, my life isn't worth living. I should put you before everything and everyone...before dad...even before Aaron...and he wouldn't mind me saying that, because he knows it's how it should be.

Jack...I nearly signed you away once...what a complete div I was to even consider going through with it...but I had your best interests at heart.

I wanted you to have a nice life...better than mine, or what I could give you...

But blimey little mate...HOW I'VE SINCE LEARNT THAT I CAN DO IT...that I can make a nice life for you...

do you love me son?

I hope so...because I certainly love you my best boy...

Aaron peered into the doorway of the hospital room Jack was in. Jackson was sat there holding the childs hand. He was just staring at Jack...like he was in a world of his own.

He looked down at the two polycarton's of luke warm machine coffee in his tight grasp. Maybe later, Jackson didn't want coffee at the moment , he just wanted his son.

Turning, Aaron walked off, and headed back up the corridor towards the rest room. He could already hear Jerry's voice. Vocal as always.

"I just CAN'T get my head around it...that poor lad...what he went through with that pervert..."

Mike was sat next to him, " I know...Sarah's completely beside herself...her mum's had to take her out for some air"

Jerry shot him a 'so she should be' glance, " beside herself? So she should be...HOW in anybodys right mind would leave their son with a complete stranger...I'll tell you something pal, I'm having trouble getting my head around that...let alone what my boys thinking"

Mike looked up, he wasn't having this, " this ISN'T just Sarah's fault you know, besides, Aaron should've been there waiting for us...and he wasn't!"

"Yeah, granted, he wasn't...but what I've heard, he was caught up here visiting his sick mum"

Mike shook his head at him, " She's NOT sick, she's had a miscarriage! Poor cow, but DID YOU know who the father was? FRANK HARRINGTON...the father of the boy who nearly killed your grandson"

Jerry swallowed, and looked into space. This was news to him.

And Chas having a miscarriage was news to Aaron. He stood in the doorway glaring back at Mike, " What did you just say?"

Mike wasn't going to rise to it, so he kept his cool, " you heard" he murmured, as a fleeting reply.

It was like waving a red rag to a bull with Aaron. The machanic dove into the rest room and grabbed Mike by the scruff of the shirt collars.

It all happened so quickly. Before Jerry knew it, Aaron and Mike were rolling around the floor, immediately taking charge, he broke them up.

"STOP IT! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHERE YOU ARE AT! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!"

Jerry was directing his gaze to both Aaron to Mike. Both men glaring at eachother. Jerry snatched Mike by the arm and shoved him into the corridor, " I suggest YOU go and find your wife and cool off...and YOU..."

He turned to Aaron, and pointed his finger, " I suggest you go visit your mother...I'll deal with Jackson when he's ready to part with Jack...I think you and her need to talk, don't you?"

Aaron nodded, brushing his hand over his face.

"Glad we understand eachother...now shift..."

Aaron was about to go when Jerry stopped him, " and remember...IF that's true...WHAT that Mikepratt said about with that Harrington bloke...SORT IT! Do you understand me?"

Aaron nodded his head slightly, and sloped off. How could Mum keep this from him? Her being pregnant...but the very thought of knowing that Frank was the father...made him feel physically sick.

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Jackson stepped into his flat and chucked his works bag onto the floor. He looked up and to see Jerry standing there with Hazel.

Jackson couldn't remember the last time he had seen his mum and dad in the same room together. He frowned at them, " What's this about? Family reunion that's slipped me mind"

Jerry glared at him.

Jackson stepped forward, "Same old face is it dad? slapped backside"

Hazel came forward shaking her head, " Jackson stop it...we've come with some news, love"

Jackson helped himself to a beer from his fridge, " Make this quick will yeah, mum, I said i'll pick up Robbie in an hour...", and shooting a glare at Jerry, said, " He's WELL FIT! I met him at the gym"

Hazel looked upset now, " Jackson STOP IT! Sarah phoned yah dad...it's the only number she had"

Jackson's face instantly went all concerned, " Sarah? What...MY Sarah...GIRLFRIEND Sarah?"

Jerry bolted in like a bull in a china shop, " Don't get stressed, but Jack's ill...deaths door by all accounts, and Sarah says she needs your help"

Hazel looked at Jerry as if he was the worst bloke ever, " There's NOTHING LIKE breaking it gently, is there Jerry!"

Jackson looked to the floor, then shrugged, " So what? He's just some kid I had with a girl...I hadn't clapped eyes on it for years...why should I care..."

Hazel couldn't believe her son could even say that, " Jackson! He's your boy...you've got to help him"

"I don't have to do anything...except take Robbie up the...OH SORRY DAD...didn't know you were still there"

Jerry shook his head and turned to Hazel, " look, we're just wasting our time here, lets go"

Hazel stuck her tongue in her cheek, and pointed her finger at her son, " You listen here sweetheart...your son's lying in that hospital...and he could be dying...i never got to hold him like you...but you did...do you remember that? Do you? That little baby in your arms..." she started to blubber through the sobs, " ...that poor little mite...n-needs your help...why can't you DO the right thing, he's your flesh and blood...it shouldn't matter if you never get to see him...he ALWAYS STILL ...should come first"

Jerry stood in the doorway. Jackson had been in deep thought, but his eyebrowes raised when he realised Jerry was looking at him.

"Alright dad?"

"Yeah...So...he not woke up yet then?" he nodded his head to the boy.

The builder shook his head and turned back to face his son, " he's still asleep...he woke up before and said..." he swallowed like he was going to explode, but he took in a deep breath, "...He said his neck hurt him"

Jerry was about to say something else but stopped when he saw Mike coming up the corridor.

"This BETTER be good" barked Jerry gruffly.

"You better come back to the rest room...Sarah and Sheila are there...and we've got a visitor from social services...

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MORE SOONIE SOON SOON!

I HOPE THIS CHAPTER WASN'T CONFUSING?

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