The Abyss –The Aftermath
Jane watched him walk away with a heavy heart, she felt no animosity. In fact she worried about him, she liked Masood. She understood and accepted his religious beliefs but she just couldn't understand his intransigence with his son. She had hoped that the part he had played in this incident might mark a turning point in his attitude to Syed and Christian, but despite everything he would not forgive. He had come to see his first grandchild, he had heard at first hand that Amira, who had been the one most wronged, was prepared to move on and acknowledge them as a couple. How could he not see that this was not a phase, that denying who he was would resign Syed to a life of frustration and despair? How could any parent not want their child to be happy?
She had seriously considered whether there was potential for something more permanent between her and Masood, and she had gladly held his hand and consoled him as he tried to come to terms with the continuing evidence of Zainab's deceit, coupled with her vitriol in finding that it was him who had tipped off Christian. Jane didn't know how long Mas had know of Syed's whereabouts, and she realised she didn't want to know either. She could not see herself committing to someone who would not accept her brother and his partner as part of the family. So, she had told him that she wanted to remain a friend, that she would always be there for him, but that he needed to go back home and repair his family.
The baby was crying, she realised that Amira would, without any hint of remorse, leave her to do everything; not unlike Ian really! On this occasion though she didn't mind, it felt good. She quietly mourned the babies that she should have had, but wasn't going to let that stop her enjoying the sweetness of tending to this beautiful infant. Beautiful she was, how could she be anything else given her parents.
They had spent last evening talking about names. Amira had thought of Malika, which apparently meant Queen or Safiya meaning serene. Jane had laughed and said that given she was only a Princess perhaps she should stick to Safiya, never mind having to put up with Christian's jibes! Amira decided she would wait and consult with Syed. Jane tried a couple of times to talk about her future, but she was clearly burying her head in the sand and relying on Syed to sort everything out for her.
Back in Walford Christian finished repairing the damage to the door and fitted new locks and security features and humming along to the music went in search of Sy. Tamwar had come over with his laptop to get away from the atmosphere in the Masood household and was helping Syed go through the dossier on Qadim. The brothers were deep in conversation, Tamwar researching on the internet and Sy making notes, he watched them for a while mesmerised, then feeling as though he was intruding, he announced he was off to the Minute Mart and reminded Sy that they were going to see Amira in the evening. Syed mumbled an acknowledgement, engrossed in what he was doing.
By the time Christian returned, Tamwar had left and Syed was ready to explain his plan. With a sharpness of business acumen that would surely outdo Ian Beale, Syed reckoned that with a good lawyer and Amira's consent not only could he make sure that Amira, and the baby were properly provided for, but that he could play Qadim at his own game and ensure that if he wanted to keep his empire intact he would need to agree to leave them alone. Christian was right behind him – right up the the point where Syed said he needed to see Qadim face to face.