Thanks to the reviews for the first chapter, I did hope to have more people read and review but I hope more of you will read this next chapter. Please review, and please enjoy!

1st September.

There was a very noticeable draught in the house as Rachel woke up and began to get ready for work, she worked everyday as a maid as she had done for almost a year now .She was the only one who got up at this hour in her household as her mother worked at home and her father worked overnight, he often came home just as she was heading out of the door and would place a kiss on her head and say 'Don't work too hard'.

She had two younger sisters, Jill and Amy, who were currently at boarding school, where she had been just two years ago but now it was time for her to go out and earn for herself.

'Bye Ma'. She said, kissing her mother quickly before heading out. 'Be home for 7..' She promised.

Fifteen minutes away, Ross was also getting ready for work. Unlike Rachel, his family were much poorer, not that Rachel's family were rich or anything, but his family didn't't earn quite as much. He and his sister Monica both had to work since the age of 16. He and Monica had worked in the same factory doing different jobs for 3 years now.

'Damn its cold…' he groaned as he slipped on his fleeced jumper, and completing his work outfit with his trilby hat. 'That's me done. You coming?…' He asked his sister who was busy brushing down her long green coat. 'Yeah, I'm ready…'.

'Bye Mom…Bye Dad' They both said in chorus before walking out into the cold frost.

'Hey listen..' Ross said to his sister, 'Tonight. I'm going to be meeting Rachel after work so can you just tell mum and dad that I'll give dinner a miss for today?'

'Why don't you bring her to dinner so she can meet us?' She suggested.

'I don't know, I could ask…'.

'You should. I mean, this is the girl who your supposed to be marrying right?'.

He nodded. 'Remember, don't be telling mom and dad about that yet….I sworn you to secrecy remember'. He told her.

'I wouldn't't tell a soul. But I would like to meet my future sister in law Ross….'.

Today was a Saturday, which was her favourite day of the week. She didn't't particularly enjoy working on a Saturday because not many did unless they were working in houses or factories, but it did mean that she had the next day off. Sundays were the days she had to spend with Ross, they would often go to church or go for a walk in the meadows and talk about the future. The only thing she dreaded was going their separate ways every evening, it was one thing that she would change about her life, she had wanted to live with Ross now for a few months but it was another thing that wasn't allowed, until marriage anyway.

As she folded the towels and clothes, she listened to the radio which was in the corner of the room, she was trying her best to focus on her work but couldn't't help but want to concentrate on the news bulletin. The volume was quite low on the radio but she could have sworn that she had heard something about an invasion in Poland. She stopped folding the clothes and walked closer to the radio and quickly turned it up a tad, " It has been confirmed that Germany have invaded Poland this morning….without any warning at all, we are yet again going to have the worry of yet another world war"'.

She continued to listen inventively to the radio, she could hardly believe what she was hearing. She had always heard things about the first world war and that frightened her to death, but now she was hearing that they would be having another world war, and she would be there this time to witness it.

'Gellar?'.

'Yeah?'.

'I assume that you have heard about the news this morning about the invasion on Poland and I--'.

'What?' Ross asked, 'What invasion?'.

'Oh. So you haven't heard…' His manager realised. 'Ok well….we are to believe that the world is going to go at war again, its not looking good so I'm letting you all go home early…'.

'Oh. Thanks…well I better go then'. He said, looking slightly alarmed.

Ross put on his jacket and hurried out of the factory, not forgetting to get Monica from her workplace. 'What's happened?. Monica asked him as he dragged her quickly home, 'I'll tell you when we get home…'.

She stayed quiet as she was taken home by her older brother, she listened to people passing by talking about things she could only pick up certain words from, 'Is everything going to be ok?' She asked again.

Ross didn't't say anything.

'Ross?'

'I…I'm not sure. But we need to get home….'. He said, crossing the road with her hand in hand where they finally reached home.

Ross sat with his family as they all listened to the latest news about the invasion, 'What do you think will happen Dad?' Ross asked his father .

'I don't know Son.'.

Ross knew he was lying, he did know but he just didn't't want to startle his children which was understandable but Ross knew that something was very wrong, and he knew things would probably get worse. 'Do you think this will carry on Mom?' He asked his mother this time, who was sat holding her husbands hand.

'I'm not too sure Ross. Lets hope not…' She said to him.

He stood for a moment, listening to the news report. 'Hundreds of men have already been sent out to fight….This is turning into the second war we have seen'.

He noticed his mum look at his father Jack, she looked like she was about to cry. 'Do you think we'll get involved too?'. He asked them. They both shook their head, 'Like I said son…lets hope not'. Judy told him.

Monica was sat on the carpet, listening to the radio with sad eyes. She was 17 years of age, she didn't't have any idea what to do or say, she was still a kid. 'Mon, Do you want to come with me?' Ross asked his sister, 'I'm going to go get some dinner…'.

She shook her head. 'I'll stay here…' She told him. 'I want to listen to what happens…'

He nodded. ' I'm just going to get out for a while…Do you want anything?'. He asked his parents, but they didn't answer.

'Be back later…'. He told them before rushing out of the room, in desperation for fresh air and somebody to talk to.

Rachel sat with her legs crossed, her mother was cooking dinner and her father was busy listening to the radio like he had been doing for 3 hours now, 'Daddy?. When was the first war?' She asked him.

'The early 1900's…' He told her.

'Do you think this will be like that?'. She asked.

'Maybe…'.

She nodded. 'Ok Daddy'.

It seemed like everybody was in their own little world as she looked around, her mother was cutting carrots on the side but her mind was elsewhere, and her father was practically inside the radio. 'I'm going to go call Ross…' She told them.

As she left the room, she walked into the hallway. She wondered if maybe this would be another war, she wasn't sure what to expect but she knew that the first war was a terrible time, this one could be even worse. There was a knock at the door, so she quickly went to answer it.

'Ross?'

He was stood there on her step, 'I wanted to see you. My whole family are going crazy at home…I needed some air.' He told her, ' Do you want to come for a walk?'.

'Umm. I…'. She looked into the sitting room where her father was sat, they probably wouldn't't even notice she was gone. 'Ok..' She told him, picking up her coat before closing the door behind him.

'Where are we going?' She asked.

'Somewhere peaceful…'

'We cant go far though…' She reminded him. 'I cant stay out long…'.

'No. I know that…I cant either, but I need to be with you'.

She smiled, 'Lets go to our favourite place then..' She suggested.