A/N Hello! It's me again, I'm updating! Wow, have you seen the amount of fanfictions that are about the Pants being passed on? Sorry, this just isn't an original idea is it? I mean I hadn't seen any, but oh well, I hope the actual story is! And here you go, even though I only got one review! Poor me! But oh well. Also, Keiran's character came a little from Lucas in Riza-4789's story (which is brilliant) but he shall turn out different! Promise!

Erin saw tears falling from her grandmother's eyes, "I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to,"

"No," Mary interrupted, "I'm glad you did, and its me who should be sorry... I can't believe I've. Anyway I want to make it up to you."

Erin sat on the sofa and Mary came and sat next to her, "You drew this?" She asked, Erin nodded, "You're very talented, your Dad could draw you know?"

"No, I didn't, I don't know much about him, except what I remember, and what Mom remembers, we don't have anything from his younger life... he wouldn't talk about it... that's why I came,"

"I see... it's my fault, I shouldn't have driven him away, I shouldn't have let Jerry drive him away, and now it's too late..." She looked at Erin, "Well, maybe it's not too late, for us anyway?"

"I think we could try,"

Hazel was finally inside Belle's room, she had opened the door, eyes still filled with tears and ran to hug Hazel.

"I'm so sorry!" She wept, and Hazel led her into the room, and onto her bed,

"It's ok, I'm sorry too," And they cried together, then fell asleep, in a damp tangle of limbs and hair.

"Haze?" Belle said, waking up,

"Uh huh," Hazel grunted, pushing black hair back from her face,

"I can't go on like this, I can't stop... I just can't"

"Stop what?" Hazel asked, still feeling half asleep,

"I can't stop thinking about him..." Belle said,

"Oh... come here," Hazel hugged her friend and tried to think of an answer.

Dear Belle,

I still haven't got your letter of explanation! Anyway, this time round, the Pants worked! I went to see my Gran, and showed her the picture I had drawn... and it worked! We talked for hours, about my Dad, it was so great! I've been to see her almost every day this week, and today, my last day of the Pants I saw Danny again, picture me smiling a lot! He is so... brilliant! Everything about him... and he really likes me, he kissed me again! Even though he says he isn't meant to! Well, I only have about a week or so left, so I'll be seeing you and Hazel soon, and then off we go to see Mari, I can't wait in some ways, but I will miss it here. But I know I can come back, I have family and friends here now, as well as at home!

Write soon,

Love Erin

Belle unfolded the Pants, and tried not to cry again. She had been crying too much over the last week, she was all cried out. And over what? Nick? It was so stupid, but she couldn't help it. She picked up the phone and rang Hazel.

"Hey Hazel, I got the Pants"

"Great, how's Erin?"

"She's really really really good!" Belle laughed, "She sounds really happy now, maybe the Pants do work after all!"

"I think they do," Hazel smiled, "So, how are you going to use them? That is the question!"

"I don't know,"

"You do Belle, you need to get you know, closure!"

"I guess I do... well I'll tell you how it goes!"

"Good luck, love you Belle!"

"Love you too," She hung up and began packing a few clothes, then she went downstairs.

"Mom, I was wondering, could I go down to the farm for a bit... I want some... peace and quiet,"

Her Mom looked surprised, "You couldn't wait to get home, and now you want to go back? I don't understand!"

"It's just... the Hazel and Russell thing, I need some time to cope with it," Belle lied,

Her Mom nodded, "Ok, I guess, when did you want to go?"

"Now, I phoned the airport, there's a plane today, so I'll get a cab ok?"

"Ok," Her Mom said, still looking shocked, "I'll phone your Aunt,"

"No it's ok, I'll phone her before I board,"

"Alright, but I'll take you, come on Freddy,"

Everybody had noticed the change in Mari. She was more withdrawn, she didn't talk to many people, except Kieran, Rhona, Mr Woods or Jamie... that was about it. But her acting, it was phenomenal, it was as if every ounce of effort she had put into being the bubbly Marianna they had known at the beginning of the course, she had thrown into her acting. And that was exactly what had happened.

She couldn't think about that night, and she had to ignore the rumours and the looks, and the only way she knew how was to act. She acted all the time, acted as if she didn't care, acted like it was no big deal, acted as Deirdre, all the time she acting, and she was exhausted. But she only had a few more weeks till the performance. She could keep going till then, even if it meant that she would burn out after. The performance was all that mattered to her now.

Belle hadn't phoned her Aunt. There was no point, she knew, even if her mother didn't that Aunt Pauline and Uncle Joe were on holiday at a convention in Florida. She collected her luggage and got a cab out to the farm. She wandered around the place, looking for anyone. She knew that they would still be working. Then in the kitchen she found Nick. They both stopped and looked at each other.

"Hi," She said quietly,

"Hey, I didn't know you were coming down, your Aunt and Uncle aren't here,"

"I know, I had to come..."

"Oh," He said, "How's your boyfriend, you two make it up?" He added coldly,

"Don't be like that!" She said,

"How am I meant to be," He muttered, "You think a letter makes everything ok?" he shook his head, and ran his hand through his hair, making it stick up even more, "I can't deal with this, with you... ok?"

"No, it isn't," She said, going over to him, he stepped away, and began to walk out of the door, she grabbed his hand. "Nick... I can't deal with it either, I can't deal with not being able to stop thinking about you, but I have to, I need..." She laughed, "I need closure."

He pulled out of her grip, "Sorry, but I can't do anything about that." He walked off but she followed him. He was soon at the vineyard, it was only small, something Aunt Pauline worked on for fun, and to make a little extra money. He began picking grapes as if she wasn't there.

"Ok, well answer me one thing, is it the same with you?"

He froze. Then he nodded, "Yeah, it is," she went up to him again, and put a hand on his arm, he didn't pull away this time,

"What can we do?"

"I don't know... I've never..."

"Me neither," He turned and kissed her, pulling her close,

"That didn't work," He looked down at his work-shirt, it was covered in grape juice, she was in an equal state. "Oops," he took her hand and led her back to the farm, and into the wash house.

"Why is it you always get me to loose my shirt?" He laughed, taking it off and putting it in the washing machine. Belle tried not to stare at his muscular chest, "You going to put yours in?" she didn't answer, "Belle! Earth to Belle!" He laughed,

"Sorry what?"

"Your t-shirt, you wanna put it in the wash?"

"I..." She suddenly felt self concious.

"I've seen it before!" He laughed, stepping closer, "Remember the storm,"

"I can't forget, that's the problem," She laughed, then took off her t-shirt and handed it to him. He put it the washing machine then closed the door and started it up. He stayed bent by it for a minute, just watching it. Then he straightened up and strode over to her, and bent down to kiss her. After a while he began to push her back so she was backed against the dryer. Then he pushed a pile of clean sheets off and lifted her up.

"Save my back," He smiled. He kissed her again, tracing his fingers over her arms and the straps of her bra. "I've just noticed something, you're wearing those pants again!"

"They're the travelling Pants," He raised an eyebrow, "I'll explain later," She pulled him in again and they were kissing again. In fact they were really making out, if you wanted to get "technical" about it.

He pulled back, breathing heavily, "I don't think this is going to make me forget you,"

"I don't want you to," And she jumped down, and unbuttoned the Pants, "It's a rule, I have to do it," she laughed, then she sat on the pile of sheets that had been knocked to the floor and undid her hair. He stood there, just looking at her.

"This is cheesy but... you suit your name," He smiled, and undid his trousers too and slipped out of them, sitting next to her,

"Merci," she whispered, and he leaned over her and they were kissing again.

Russell and Hazel were driving. Just driving, there was nowhere particular they wanted to go.

"How's Belle?"

"She went to see him," Hazel said, smiling sympathetically at Russ,

"Oh,"

"Do you mind?"

"No, I have you," He smiled and leaned over to kiss her,

"Watch the road," She laughed,

"Impossible with you sitting there!" He said, glancing at her.

"Shut-up! Oh you need to turn here,"

"Why?" He said, quickly cutting across to the turning,

"I wanna go to that restaurant," she laughed,

"Ok, I guess I'm paying too?" He said, pulling into a space in front of the cute little country cottage-style restaurant, (A/N I don't know if you have these in America, but just bare with me!)

"Table for two please," Hazel said, as they walked hand in hand into the main room. A waitress showed them to their table and they had a look at the menu.

They were just about to order when two masked men ran in. "Everybody down, give us the money in the till!" One shouted. Quickly the diners got to the floor.

"Wait here," Russ whispered, and he began to slide towards them,

"Russ, wait!" Hazel whispered, but he was already almost next to one of the men.

"Come on, get the cash and no-one gets hurt!" Russ was now crouching behind a table. He jumped up and tackled the guy nearest him to the ground, then a shot rang out. Then there was silence. Then the sound of running footsteps and the robber's car speeding away.

A/N So what thought you? I told you they could no longer be all sweet! So I had to put some evilness in there! But what did you think of the whole chapter? And the Belle and Nick bit? Please review and tell me your opinions!