A/N You reviewers rock! You keep this story going...even though it's on the brink of being deleted or finished perhaps. Please keep reviews coming, i love reading them! Thanks again. Btw, this chapter is so boring because i admit it, i am having HUGE writers block as some of the readers may know, i'm sorry for this. Btw, again, i still do not have microsoft word so please expect spelling errors and such.

Only Time Will Tell

Lily settled down to a peaceful rest when her parents arrived in the room. She gurgled delightly at their arrival.

Angela was tempted to pick her daughter up, but Lily had other ideas. A stench was smelt from her diaper when Angela was

willing to give her a cuddle. Angela held her nose, as to not inhale anymore infested air which had been made from her daugher, perhaps just

a metre below her.

''John, i think Lily here has made a little present for you, since you being her father and such, perhaps you could accept the present

and without any hesitations, get rid of it? Lily would very much appreciate it, as will i'' Angela glanced over at John whom grinned back at her.

''Fine. But next time, you can get rid of the present that Lily has produced'' John moved towards the cot that Lily was currently sucking her fingers in and he bent over to

pick her up. Angela couldn't resist kicking him up the backside so that he fell foward, face right near the diaper. A coughing fit was heard from down below and Angela made

her way towards the bedroom, knowing John would want his revenge.

He removed the diaper from Lily and replaced it with a fresh one. He then placed Lily into the cot and gave her a goodnight kiss and decided to follow Angela into the bedroom, but she was no where to be seen. He walked slowly towards the bed, exchanging glances with Duck whom was on the bed.

''Where is she, Duck?'' He said, talking to the cat.

''Talking to yourself is the first sign of insainity'' A voice came from behind the door.

''I was talking to Duck! Anyway, you'd know all about being insaine...'' He turned around and swiped open the door to find Angela giggerling like a little girl. It was such a change for her to laugh again, even after what she had been through. John was so happy.

''Would i now!'' Angela spoke, pushing John towards her to then place her arms around his neck gently.

''Of course'' He replied, placing his head on Angela's shoulder, breathing in her hair scent which was rather lovely.

He removed his head from her shoulder and was just about to kiss her when Duck approached them both and rubbed his head on John's leg, he groaned.

''We seriously need some piece and quiet around here. Tell you what, tommorow night. Let's go out''

Angela released herself from John's embrace and walked towards the front room.

''I don't think that's a good idea'' She spoke, her voice merley a whisper.

''And why not?'' John questioned. He thought she would jump at the chance of going out.

''Have you forgotton something?'' Angela said, glaring at John. He hit his head in fustration.

''Shit...i'm sorry'' It then came to him that tommorow it had been a week that Angela had been attacked. He slumped himself down on the settee and patted his lap for Angela to sit on his lap and she did so. For balance, she put her arms around his neck to support her and he did the same but put his arms around her waist.

Within at least fifteen minutes, with no converstaion flowing, John was asleep and Angela decided to see her daughter since there were only a few oppertunites when she could see her daughter, on her own. Lily's eyes were closed but opened when Angela walked over to her since Lily heard her coming. She raised her arms as to ask for a cuddle. Angela was enlighented by this moment, her daughter actually wanting her and not John for once. Jealousy seemed to be getting the better of Angela but she wasn't going to admit it. She picked Lily up and she smiled. Daughter and Mother with each other, it seemed right.

Perhaps Angela was over coming her postpartum depression? Only time will tell...