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For the next two weeks life began to return to normal. The station was slowly being rebuilt, Ken and Marilyn were buried and Smithy was discharged from hospital, but there was still no change to Andrea's condition. Neil went in as often as he could and stayed for as long as he dared, but he couldn't risk being caught. He was no longer torn over what to do. He knew that wherever his future lay, it was with Andrea. He hoped he could work out a way to keep his job too, but that was a secondary worry.
As he sat by her bedside, willing her to open his eyes, he knew everything was going to be okay. Just as soon as she woke up.

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Neil was no longer in the hospital. He was in a house that he didn't recognise, but he could hear voices, so he followed the sound into a kitchen. A figure stood at the stove, stirring a saucepan of something, her back to him.

"Andrea?" he asked, recognising her form.

"Neil!" she exclaimed, her head spinning round, "I didn't expect you home so soon." She turned towards him and he suddenly realised that her stomach was swollen with late pregnancy. Two children emerged from nowhere, shouting daddy as they launched themselves at him. He detached them from him and they were quickly shooed away by their mother, who looked worriedly at him.

"Neil? Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost," she laughed, gripping his shoulders. He looked down and noticed a wedding ring on her left hand, then wrapped his arms round her waist.

"Everything's perfect." He leaned in to kiss her, but she suddenly pulled away, her expression contorting into one of fear. She was no longer pregnant, she no longer wore a wedding ring and they were no longer in the house. Everything was swirling with darkness, Andrea's eyes were terrified, pleading with him to help her as she was swept away in it.

"Neil!" her petrified voice cried, "Neil, help me!"

He reached out for her, but she was falling away from him, "Hold on, Andrea. I'll get you. Just hold on."

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"Sir?" the voice jolted him out of his dream. He shook his head, shaking away the nightmare, and looked around the room. A nurse stood over him, smiling gently.

"She's awake."