Disclaimer: Jo, Sam and Abi are not mine. Jack Nixon is though.

Chapter 13:

Abi strolled into the lounge, her two-year-old toddler clutching her hand tightly. She looked around for any signs of Jo, knowing her mother's friend was supposed to be staying here for a while. She couldn't see her downstairs, and as there was no sound from upstairs she began to worry that the brunette had left the house, something her mother had instructed the young adult to not let the older woman do.

She decided to check upstairs, just in case Jo had gone to sleep, she knew Sam would worry if she wasn't in the house. Abi left her son in the lounge playing with his train set while she climbed the stairs, in search of Jo.

The young blonde checked her room first, thinking Jo might have chosen to go in there is she was tired. After not finding her in there she was about to check the bathroom; although realised the door was open, so she couldn't be having a bath or anything. Next, she went in the direction of her mum's bedroom, knowing her bed was probably nicer and more inviting if you were tired. The only other option was the small bed for her son now taking the place of what had previously been the spare room. Although it had been her son's bedroom for a few months now as Jack had finally decided he was ready to sleep in a different room to his mother.

Abi turned the handle of her mother's bedroom, carefully creeping in to not wake Jo in case the brunette was quietly slumbering in the bed. To her surprise, when the young girl peeped round the door she saw not only Jo sleeping, but also her mother draped in the brunette's arms. Careful not to wake either of them, Abi crept back out, still in shock at her find. The young Nixon went down the stairs, taking care to stay quiet. "Mummy!" Jack exclaimed when he saw the young woman stroll back into the room, "Can I see nanny?"

"Not now sweetie. Nanny's asleep. When she wakes up. How about you show me how to work your train, eh?"

"I showed you yesterday." The young boy said with as much annoyance as he could muster, although secretly pleased that he could show his mummy again.

"Well, I forget easily. Show me again."

The toddler happily launched into a long demonstration into the workings of his train set, Abi perfectly aware of how to work it, but trying to distract the young boy.

After about half an hour, Abi got up from the floor after hearing movement from upstairs. She told Jack to stay playing with his trains while she went upstairs for a few moments.

Abi walked into her mum's bedroom and ended up walking straight back out again after seeing her mum half way through getting dressed.

She was joined outside the room a minute or two later by her flustered mother, now fully clothed, embarrassed about the sate of undress she had been found in, feeling like a guilty school child caught kissing behind the bike shed.

"I take it you and Jo are an item?" A slight hint of a question, although perfectly aware of the answer.

"Yes. I'm so sorry you had to find out like that."

"Don't worry, I already knew, I walked in while you were sleeping. You looked happy."

"She makes me happy." Sam said with a natural smile appearing on her face. "Look, I'm sorry. We weren't gonna keep it from you, we were gonna tell you when you got home."

"Just be careful, yeah? I'm not the only one in the house y'know. Jack wants to see his nanny, I've had to play with him on his train set for half an hour to stop him from coming to find you." Abi said with a slight frown. "Don't let him catch you, okay?"

"Look, are you, y'know, okay with me and Jo?"

"I'm fine, if she makes you happy then I can pass no judgement, just be careful in future, that's not the kind of scene me or Jack want to walk into."

"We'll be careful." The young Nixon was about to turn away from her mother when the woman spoke again, "And Abi, thank you." She said with a smile.

Abi smiled back before adding, "Come down in a minute yeah? Jack wants to see you."

"Yeah sure. Are you still okay with Jo staying here for a while now you, y'know, know the…situation?"

"I told you mum, if you're happy then I'm happy."

"Thanks Abi, we'll be down in a minute."

"Okay." The younger blonde turned on her heal and returned to her son that she had left in the lounge.