"What're you doing here?" Katy asked with a frown.

Ronnie didn't reply immediately, wrinkling her nose and picking her way carefully over the smashed glass that littered the floor of her daughter's bar. She took in the damage with a deep sigh, before smiling weakly at the younger woman. Katy seemed resigned to what had happened, a worrying calm in her expression and demeanour.

"Tina rang me and said you might need some support." She explained, stooping to pick up a chair that had been knocked over. "She said you haven't really said anything about it. Have the old bill been yet?"

Her daughter nodded. "Yeah… they've dusted for prints and taken the CCTV footage… I ain't holding out much hope. You know how bloody useless they are; especially when a Mitchell is the victim, rather than the suspect."

"Have you got any ideas about who did this?"

"Nothing concrete."

"Katy?"

"Nick noticed a cross spray painted on the store room window down the alley, so we've been keeping an eye." The younger Mitchell admitted nonchalantly. She shrugged at the concerned expression on her mother's face. "There's been nothing else since then, so I dismissed it."

Ronnie nodded, not commenting. She looked around at the trashed bar. "Did they get away with much?"

"No; I took the takings home last night."

"Why?"

"Dunno… I just had a strange feeling when I was locking up."

"Did you expect this to happen?"

"Course not." Katy snapped, shaking her head. "Did you come over here to help or just to ask stupid questions?"

"Oi, that's enough lip from you." Her mother retorted irritably.

"Yeah, sorry…" She ran a hand over her stomach and sighed. "Just been through all this with the cops. I can't be doing with it. I've got enough to do to get this place ready to open up as soon as we can. I'm tired, I'm pregnant and I'm stressed."

"I'm assuming you've called people in early? There's no way you can clear all this up."

"Mmm…" She agreed, rounding the bar and ignoring the crunching of the smashed bottles from the optics under her feet. "I'm gonna need a new till, too…"

"I'll sort that. You go and check the computer in the office."

With a deep sigh, her daughter nodded and headed up the stairs carefully. She scowled at the sight of the canvas lying on the floor of her office, a hole right in the centre. Picking it up with a slight wince as she straightened, she pulled the flapping parts together and stared down at the smiling faces of her mother and aunt. She knew exactly who had ransacked her bar the night before and she had no intention of letting him get away with it.

"Katy… we need you over The Arches at half three."

She shook her head. "Not gonna be possible, Phil, sorry."

"It's not optional. We're running through the plan for tonight."

"Some scumbag has completely trashed the R&R, so I'm a little bit busy at the moment."

"So are you saying you're backing out?"

Katy sighed, running a hand through her hair. "No, I'll be there later. I just can't make it to The Arches at half three."

"Right, fine… but don't be late. We're leaving at nine."

Assuring him that she'd be there, the blonde hung up. She headed out to oversee the clean up operation going on in the bar, running a hand slowly over her bump as she watched. Smiling at a couple of the bar staff who passed with bin bags full of smashed bottles and glasses, she headed down the staircase and settled herself at the table beside Tina, who was doing her best to put in an order to replace what they'd lost.

"Alright, babe?"

"Mmmm… I've been onto the insurance company and they wanna send someone out to assess things. We've got the crime number from the police so they've set the ball rolling."

"Want me to hold back on the order?"

"No. We need that stuff so we can reopen as soon as." Katy pointed out with a sigh. "There should be more than enough to cover it in the business account… if not let me know and I'll sort it."

"From your own account?"

"Yes, T." The younger woman shrugged. "We need that stuff. It's an investment."

"Should I let Kathy know?"

"She knows about the break in. I phoned her myself."

"No, if there isn't enough in the business account to cover it." Tina looked a little awkward. "This is gonna be costly and if the insurance don't pay out quickly enough…"

"It'll be fine."

"Katy, it's glasses, stock, the windows… the door. Tables, chairs… even the lights. They even smashed up the sinks in the toilets."

"It'll be fine." The blonde repeated quickly. "Don't mention anything to Kathy… she's got enough on her financial plate from what I've heard."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Katy agreed, not elaborating. "I'm gonna go and check the stock take and then see what we need to order. Are you happy to sort replacing the glasses and stuff?"

"Course, if you don't wanna check–"

"I trust you, T." The younger woman assured her.

The afternoon passed quickly. With very little they could do until everything was sorted – there was absolutely no chance they'd be able to open for a while – Katy sent everyone home and headed over to Walford Primary to collect Ruby and the twins. She resolutely avoided meeting Issac's eyes, although he didn't seem particularly keen to speak to her, either.

"Can Ollie come round tonight?" Jessica asked hopefully, spotting her friend standing with his mother as she checked he had everything.

Katy shook her head distractedly. "Not tonight, sweetheart. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Can we ask Linda now?"

"Jess…"

Before she could stop her daughter, the six-year-old had dragged her across the playground and was already asking the older blonde whether her son could come round for tea. Katy smiled weakly, frowning at her daughter lightly.

"Sorry, Linda… once she gets an idea in her head, there's no stopping her."

"That's OK. I don't think we're free tomorrow, sweetheart." Linda told Jessica apologetically.

"Can he come tonight, Mum, please?"

"I'm not feeling well, Jess." Katy told her shaking her head. "Not tonight."

"What about if you come to our house on Saturday?" Linda suggested with a smile. "That'll give your mum a bit of a break, too."

"Can we?"

"Yeah, if it's OK with Linda, it's OK with me."

With the plan fixed up, the two women said goodbye and headed away. Linda hurried Ollie along, disappearing along the road before Katy had even managed to drag her three through the gates.

The rest of the evening passed with relative normality. Tina entertained the children for most of the evening while Katy kept up the pretence of not feeling well. Finally, once all three girls were in bed, she changed quickly and headed into the living room, pushing the door closed behind her.

"There's somewhere I need to be." Katy told her friend in a low voice. "Can you watch the kids?"

"Considering they're all in bed, that shouldn't be a problem."

Hesitating, the blonde chewed her lip. "If anyone asks, I didn't leave the house tonight, right? I wasn't feeling well so I had an early night?"

"Why? What's going on?"

"I've got something I need to sort, but I'm not sure most people would agree with me." Sensing that Tina was about to ask her about it, Katy smiled and shook her head. "The less you know, the better."

"But… you will be safe, won't you? You're not going to do anything dangerous?"

"Course not. I'm not stupid, T."

"OK." The brunette smiled softly. "You'd better get upstairs and have an early night if you're not feeling well."

"Thanks, babe."

Slipping out of the house, Katy headed across the Square with her head down. She met up with Shirley and Phil, nodding at them and saying nothing as they made their way towards the spot where Ben was waiting to drive them to the insurance company. The older blonde sent her a sharp look, silently asking whether she was sure about what they were about to do, receiving a quick nod and a brief smile in return.

"Where were you this afternoon, eh?" Kat demanded in a low voice as she and Kush joined them. "Too busy to come and speak to us?"

"My bar got trashed… I had stuff to do." The younger woman replied bluntly. "I'm here now, ain't it? You can fill me in on the way. I'm only here to hang out with you in the offices anyway, right?"

As they approached the red car parked outside the chemists, Ben flashed the lights and they headed over quickly. Phil motioned for his step-niece to get into the boot. Shooting Kush a look, Katy pointed out that she was pregnant and there was no way she was getting in there, causing the younger man to sigh and allow himself to be bundled into the back.

When everyone was settled, Ben took off in the direction of the company they were planning to hit in Shoreditch. The tension from Kat and Kush was palpable, but Katy ignored them and listened as Phil outlined what their plan was. She nodded as he explained her role, running a hand over her stomach and glad that all she needed to do was put on a front so that security didn't get suspicious about what was going on in the basement car park.

"You sure you're up to doing this?" Ben asked in a low voice as they parked up and headed towards their target.

Katy rolled her eyes at him. "You worry about yourself, yeah?"

He grinned. "I suppose I have got a more important job."

"Yeah? It's also your balls on the block if this goes wrong."

Ben snorted. "Don't worry, we've got this." When she looked unconvinced, he grinned. "You trust us, don't you?"

Arching an eyebrow, she didn't reply. Instead Katy slipped the leopard print tabard over her head and strode towards Kat and Shirley.