Jess walked along to Rics office.

JESS: Dad, are you ok? I just heard about Diane

RIC: Oh Jess.yeah.I'm fine

JESS: Is she ok?

RIC: mmm

JESS: Do you want anything?

RIC: No, I'll be fine.you go home. I've got some paperwork to do.I'll see you later

She didn't believe him. She was worried about him, but there was nothing she could do if he wanted to be alone.

JESS: Ok, well if you're sure

Ric nodded his head and Jess walked out and went back to their apartment. She sat down at the piano that she used to play as a child, but hadn't had much time recently. She began playing 'My heart will go on' from the film Titanic.(which can be heard over these next few scenes.)

Ric got up and looked out of his office window. The rain trickled down the glass, as did the tears upon his cheeks. He thought about Diane and how much she had hurt him. He loved her so much and would have loved to start a family with her, but he hated what she had done to him by betraying him with Alex., and Alex of all people, after what had happened between him and Jess. He never knew that he could hurt this much, the pain he felt inside of him, in his heart, was unbearable. The rain-drops continued to run down the window, as did the tears upon his now very wet face.

Alex looked down at Diane, who had now fallen peacefully asleep again. He gently brushed her hair away from her pale forehead and tenderly kissed it. He continued to run his fingers down her soft face as a tear, a tear of happiness, fell from his eye. He looked down at her stomach and rested his hand upon it. He thought about all the lovely times they would have together as a family. The family that he had always wanted, but didn't realise how much until now. The family that he would love so much, and would watch grow. His family, with his beautiful Diane.

Ed sat on the green sofa in Toms office with his head nestled in Kath's lap. The tears gently rolled down his red cheeks and onto her dress. She looked down at him, saying nothing, just stroking his head, thinking about the pain that he was going through. The pain that she had felt when Terry had died. Being left all alone in the world. The pain at not being able to say the thing that was most needed to be said. The pain of not seeing his face one last time. The pain at not being able to touch his hand or stroke his face. The heartache at not being able to say those simple few words. The words that meant so much, but were so hard to say. Just to be able to say 'I love you' one last time would make the pain go away.