Ok this chapter is dedicated to Blaire and Jane…you'd better give me feedback lol…I worked hard to complete this chapter hehe!

Jess

"PJ please. If you wont listen to me then at least tell me why you wont sign the forms?"

PJ remained silent.

"PJ please just tell me. Is it because you don't want me to move on?"

Still he kept silent.

"It's because you still love me isn't it. You're still in love with me aren't you?"

PJ didn't answer he just opened the car door and sat in the drivers seat.

"PJ!" she glared at him. "I asked you a question. Can you at least give me an answer?"

"Yes." He mumbled.

"What?"

"Yes ok. Yes I'm still in love with you, yes I cant bear to see you with someone else, I don't want you to get married because I'm still in love with you. Happy now?"

Jo was about to say something when PJ slammed the door and drove off leaving her standing there dumbfounded.

She stood there for about 10 minutes before the sound of a car horn made her jump. She looked behind her and realised she was standing in the middle of the exit to the car park. She stepped to the side and let the car through. Then she began wandering back towards the pub. She couldn't bare facing Chris at that moment so she got into her car and drove off. As she was driving she noticed that a lot of things had changed. She also noticed that there was anew pub that had just been opened recently. She pulled into the car park and walked up to the door.

"Ike's." She read off the door. "Sounds interesting." She pushed open the door and was met with welcoming music and a nice, Victorian style atmosphere.

"Welcome to Ike's." The woman at the bar smiled. "What's your poison?"

"Scotch Whiskey. Make it a double." She took a seat on one of the stools. He poured her a drink and she downed it within seconds.

"Gees Love. Take it easy. This stuff aint meant to be skulled." She warned Jo.

"Get me another." She ordered.

"Righto." The bartender poured another.

Two hours and several drinks later…

"I don't even know why he still loves me…" She slurred. "I mean I left him on our first wedding anniversary. And I didn't leave him alone either. I dumped him with our daughter Helena. She was only 3 years old. (Hiccup) Course she's 16 now. (Hiccup) they always grow up so fast. (Hiccup). The only reason I came down here in the first place was because he wouldn't sign the divorce papers. (Hiccup). Do you know how stubborn he is…after everything I've done to him he still wouldn't sign the papers. (Hiccup) He still loves me."

"So you've been saying." The bartender was amused at her drunken state.

"After everything I did to him, he still loves me. How could he love me? This was not supposed to happen." She started crying.

"Hey it's alright."

"No it's not. I'm supposed to be getting married in 6 days. 6 days." She repeated as if she couldn't believe it.

"Well just because he hasn't moved on doesn't mean that you cant."

"But…why? Why does he still love me?"

"What you should be asking is…do you still love him?"

"What? That's ridiculous. Why would I love him? He's a conceited, egotistical, arrogant, self-centred, wonderful, bastard."

"Did you just say wonderful?"

"I…No I didn't. Of course I didn't. Why would I? I hate him. Have done for years. He's just…" She sighed. "He's just...PJ."

"PJ? His last name wouldn't happen to be Hasham would it?"

"Who wants to know?"

"Sarah Titre. I'm a friend of his…well sort of."

"How do you know him?"

"My Cousin Kelly introduced us. Well she tried to set us up about 3 years ago when I first moved here. Course he wasn't one bit interested."

"Really?" Jo looked up at him. Her head was spinning. "Ugh I don't feel so good." Jo stood up shakily.

"Maybe I should call you a cab." Sarah suggested.

"No it's alright. I can walk. I only have to go a few blocks." Jo took a few steps and then fell straight to the ground.

"Oh god." The bartender rushed around and pulled Jo into one of the booths; she then grabbed a glass of water and threw it in Jo's face, to wake her up.

"Hey what's the idea? Now I'm all wet." Jo screamed.

"It's better than being unconscious." Sarah replied. "Stay here…I think I need to call someone." Sarah rushed off towards the bar.

"Come on I know it's here somewhere…" She searched through a pile of papers until she found the one she was looking for.

"Ah huh." She pulled out a piece of paper and grabbed the phone. She dialled the number on the paper and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" a voice asked.

"Hi. You probably don't remember me, I'm Sarah titre, and my cousin Kelly tried to set us up a while ago. I'm the manager at Ike's Pub on the main road. "

"Oh hey. I remember. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Look can I ask you a favour?"

"Now really isn't the time."

"Oh…well this is kind of important."

"Ok what is it?"

"She's just over here." Sarah led PJ over to where Jo was semi conscious in the booth. "I didn't know what to do. We get a lot of drunk people in here but she's different…I'm afraid if I leave her alone she'll hurt herself."

"Thanks." PJ nodded. "I've got it from here." He carefully picked Jo up and wrapped her arm around his neck for support.

"PJ?" Jo asked when they arrived at his house. He was carrying her inside when she woke up.

"Yes it's me Jo. Everything is going to be fine. Just relax. I'll get you a nice cup of coffee and then you can get some sleep."

"Where am I?"

"You're at my place." He replied. He carried her in and placed her onto Lena's bed.

"Why? What happened?"

"Never mind. Just lay back and get some rest." He took off her shoes and her jacket.

"What are you doing?'

"You need to sleep and you'll be more comfortable without these on." He told her.

"Why do you do that PJ?"

"Do what?" He asked as he placed her shoes onto the floor and hung her jacket over the desk chair.

"Why do you keep coming back to me. After everything I've done for you, you still don't hate me. Why?"

"Because Jo. It is impossible to hate somebody that you've been so in love with for the past 20 years."

"But…I hurt you…how could you still love me?"

"I don't know Jo. I have been asking myself the same question. All I know is that I love you and I will always love you Jo. Losing you was one of the worst things that's ever happened to me."

"Except for when Maggie died."

"No Jo. When Maggie died I knew she was never coming back to me, with you it's different. I keep hoping that some day in the future there is a tiny chance that we will get back together. I love you too much to give up on you Jo. It hurts me so much knowing that you are so far away from me…but so much more closer than either of us know." He sighed. "I'd better get you that coffee." He stood and left the room, leaving Jo to think about what he had just said.

The next morning when Jo awoke she didn't know where she was. She looked around the room and when she saw the pink walls and the posters of teenage celebrities she realised that she was in her daughters room.

"How did I get in here?' She thought. She sat up and immediately her head started pounding. "Ugh. Why does my head hurt so much." She swung her feet around and climbed out of the bed. She yawned and stretched then she made her way over to the door. When she opened it she got a huge shock when she realised where she actually was.

"Oh god…I wasn't dreaming." She put her hand on her head and wandered towards the kitchen.

"Morning Jo." Jonesy beamed at her. "PJ told me you were here."

"Coffee." She moaned.

"Right there." He pointed to the mug sitting on the table next to a plate of bacon and eggs.

"Where'd they come from?"

"PJ made them." He replied. "He said to tell you that you have to eat it. It'll make you feel better."

"Ugh." She closed her eyes and rubbed her head. "You wouldn't happen to have any pain killers would you?"

"Yup. I'll just grab them for you." He reached for the medicine cabinet above the sink. Jo sat down and took a sip of her coffee. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at the plate of bacon and eggs in front of her. She reluctantly grabbed the fork and shoved some egg into her mouth.

She chewed slowly and then swallowed.

"Here you go." Jonesy handed the painkillers to Jo and watched as she swallowed three of them and washed it down with coffee.

"You must have one hell of a hangover." He laughed.

"Shut up." She growled.

"I see you're still not a morning person." He smiled at her.

"Just leave me alone." She stood up. "I've got to go…Shit I left my car at the pub last night."

"I'll drive you over if you want?"

"No it's okay. I might just stick around here till PJ gets back. I need to have a shower anyway."

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine." She replied taking another sip of coffee. He nodded and left the house.

Five minutes later she had finished eating as much as she could stomach then she stood and placed her dishes into the sink. Then she stood and headed for the bathroom. She closed the door; not bothering to lock it because she knew nobody else was home. She turned on the taps and slowly took off her clothes. As she stepped into the shower her whole body relaxed at the feel of the warm water rushing over her.

When she was done she turned the taps off and grabbed a towel. She dried herself off and then picked up her clothes. She was going to put them back on but they smelt too much like beer and puke, so she wrapped herself in the towel and walked out to the laundry. She figured that there was nobody else in the house so it wouldn't matter if she weren't wearing clothes.

She placed her clothes into the washing machine and then walked out to the lounge. She felt really naked in just a towel so she walked towards the room she once shared with PJ. She looked around and she could tell immediately he still lived there. His clothes were all over the floor, and there was a picture of PJ, Jo and Helena together at the spring carnival when Lena was only 2 years old. Jo smiled at the memory and she walked over to PJ's wardrobe. She picked up the nearest robe she could find. As she put it on over the towel she could smell PJ all over it. She held it up to her nose and breathed the smell in.

"What are you doing?" PJ asked.

"Sorry." She let go of the robe and looked at him.

"Why are you wearing my robe?" He was curious, yet slightly aroused at the fact that she was wearing his clothes.

"Ah…well I had a shower and my clothes were dirty s I thought I would wash them. Then I had nothing to wear so I figured you wouldn't mind if I borrowed something of yours." She explained. Then she noticed the way PJ was looking at her. "What?" She asked, suddenly realising she was naked beneath the robe.

"Nothing…you just look so sexy that's all."

Jo couldn't help but blush. She couldn't remember the last time she had been called sexy.

"Stop staring at me!" She snapped.

"Sorry. I just can't help it." He smiled at her.

"So…my clothes are going to take a while to wash…we should talk."

"About what?" PJ asked.

"The papers…you need to sign them."

"Why should I sign them?" PJ asked.

"Because I'm getting married and technically I cant if we're not divorced."

"Like I said since when is that my problem?" He asked, stepping towards her.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I came home because I forgot my phone." He motioned to the bedside table where his mobile was sitting, attached to the charger.

"Oh." Jo grabbed it off the table and handed it to PJ. As their hands touched Jo felt a shiver go through her body. PJ took the phone from her but he didn't move his hand…it stayed on top of Jo's.

"I err…" Jo started. She looked up into PJ's eyes and immediately felt a connection. Seconds later they were in each other's arms on PJ's bed and Jo was tearing his clothes off. Jo pushed PJ down onto his back and threw herself onto him. Their passion exploded as they made love. Jo felt herself becoming part of PJ. She held him tight as their lovemaking went on. She called out his name as she climaxed.

They lay on the bed in each other's arms. PJ kissed the top of Jo's head and she smiled.

"I love you Jo." PJ whispered. A tear escaped Jo's eye and she pulled away from PJ.

"I have to go." She announced.

"But Jo…"

"I have to. I'm sorry PJ." She wrapped herself in the sheet and left his room.

Sorry to leave you hanging but I gotta go home…I promise I'll post more tomorrow! Honest…only 2 chapters to go then it's complete….toods!

Jess