Three weeks on.

The registry office was booked for march and with only seven weeks to go before the big day there was plenty to do.
So when the bride woke feeling sicker than she had in years a few weeks after her husbands return she felt more annoyed than ever too.
"Come on, go back to bed Liz I'll bring you up a cuppa." said Jim to her as he watched her leave the living room.
Her head wasn't spinning so much though as it had been when she had got up And now she had been sick she felt ready to go on.
"I don't think it is really necessary." She said to him as he tucked her in to bed
"I really do." He said as he kissed her fore head. "Its no wonder your not feeling so well. You have been doing so much lately, not getting enough rest".
"And who's fault is that sir?" she grinned.
"Most certainly mine but you need to keep it up." he said to her.
"What, rest or our night time –"
"Elizabeth." He cut her off. "For today at least forget the wedding, for get the kids and rest." He said and he nodded.
Bur the minute he was gone she wished she had not taken to her bed. For all she remembered when she was not able to worry over him and the kids was the night when she had been unfaithful to him.
She couldn't just lay there.
Getting up, she changed in to jeans and a strap top. On her arm, a small bruise from the rough had tumble she had had with Vernon, still remained.
She sighed.
Why, why, why was she so stupid?
Going out of the back door she decided to go in to town. She had to get away from here.
Later that day when she returned her husband quizzed her on where she had been but she smiled and told him she had been getting her head together.
He believed her and she knew it. He never doubted her love for him any more, which made her feel ever worse.
She wanted to devote herself. She did.
She just was no good at it. You would have thought she'd of gotten the hang of it after all this time, but no. was she the sixteen year old who never grew up or what?
-
The same thing happened when Liz got up the next day. She was sick and through out the day she was moody.
When she was ill also the next morning, and after wards she sat on the bed and Jim looked at her seriously, and took her hand
"we have to do a test, so we do. We have to know, you know we do." He said to her. She nodded.
"We always said we didn't think we were going to get another chance and this and I am so old now. I'm not sure I want it." she was fifty in a few years. Far to old to restart everything. Go through motherhood…
"Don't say that love," he begged her. "I'll go in to town and get one. You just rest." He said to her. he didn't want talk of keeping it or no till they knew if there was a it.
The boys came round when Jim was out. Just what Liz didn't need.
"Mum are you sure you are ok?" asked Steve.
"I will be when your father gets back!" he replied. If she was with child then the chances were it was his but then there was a chance that it was not. And she cursed herself for that.
"Mum tell us what is going on." Said Andy.
"I can't, at least not yet." she replied to him.
"When will you?" he asked.
"When I know what is happening myself." She said and the door opened to reveal Jim.
"You two better go." she said to them and he went over to him and confused, the boys left as she had asked them too.
"Ready?" he questioned and she nodded. "What ever Liz, before we do this promise one thing?" he asked and she nodded. "Don't lock me out this time." He said remembering how helpless he had felt when he had found out she was carrying Katherine.
"It'll be ok, I here, and I'll look after you, so I will." He said as she took him by the hand and led him upstairs. She had to know, going in to the bathroom she did the test and came out ion time for the results, which were going to changed there lives.
"Its positive." He realised. "Your – your carrying my child." He said to her.
Neither knew what to say. Twenty years back this news would have been welcomed.
"We always wanted more." She said to him.
"And now we have that chance." He said to her and she nodded. But like this? When they were so old.
"Do you know what. We've done every thing on instinct since you came home. Nothing had been planned. And I don't think we should change that." She said and his face lit up.
"If we've been given this child, then we should raise it." she nodded. "No talk to the other options. We did that before, and we lost our baby daughter. Things will go right this time." She said and he nodded.
Turning to face him she pushed her lips to his.
"Ready to be a daddy again." She said and watched as tears filmed his eyes. She knew this Had been all he had ever wanted. To be a proper family. He hadn't been there for the boys when they had been young and this was going to change this time. He was going to be there.
"I love you, and I love our baby." He declared.
As they embraced she shut her eyes in pain, knowing it might not be 'their' baby.
"All I have ever wanted is to look after you, you know that don't you?" he said and she felt as tear slip down her cheek.
"I know my darling. I know."
-
"maybe we should start taking on new staff." Jim said to Liz. "I don't want you being over stressed right now." He said to her.
"And I am not going to be." She promised him.
"I don't care. This time it is going to be stress free for you. I don't want to take risks we don't have too." He said.
She nodded understanding, she remembered how he had hurt when they had lost Katherine. How they had both. Well things were going to be so different this time. This was happily ever after. She was going to make sure of it.

-
Frankie sat at home thinking. What if she had got this all wrong over Liz and Vernon. What if they hadn't gone together and it was just her on her mind making it so." She thought to herself. What if she even wanted it so to cure her own selfish desires. She had split up a marriage before. Believe it or not she hadn't enjoyed it.
"Hey J," she said as she heard her step son come in. Looking at her pensive face he sighed.
"What is it Frank? You have been quiet for days now." He said to her. She knew it was true. Ever since she had seen.

"I'll be ok babe. Now what do you want for dinner?"