Galileo pulled Scara further onto his lap as the door banged shut, "Anyways, its not my fault that the Gods of Rock gave me the words. Its just there are so many of them that they have to come out at some point." Scara nodded in agreement as, in a slightly sarcastic tone of voice she replied, "You just let 'em out Gazza! S'not like I care" she sighed as she said the last bit. Gaz didn't notice and smiled at what he thought was a compliment and Scara smiled back.

Suddenly the two of them heard hushed noises from behind the closed door. As Gaz approached the door to see whom it was he heard a whispered Scottish accent say, "I think we should go before some fandango time ensues." At that moment, Gaz opened the door and Meat and Brit both tumbled into a heap in the doorframe. Meat scrambled to her feet and adjusted her top to come face to face with a glaring Gaz. "Oh…um…hey?" she said. "BEAT IT!" he yelled as Meat helped Brit up. "Oh come on Gaz! I'm doing you a favour!" she tried to convince him. "Oh now come on Meat, I do not need favours like that!" he almost cried out in desperation. He could not believe that the two people he thought he could trust other than Scara had been earwigging! Meat, unable to resist, rapidly replied to his out cry, "No…but I bet Scara wouldn't mind" Gaz knew that the comment could and most likely would have disastrous consequences. "You do realise how deep the hole you just dug is don't you?" he asked Meat trying not to laugh in her face, he decided it would be funny to see her get her comeuppance, especially from Scara. Scara got up from the sofa, "Well…actually I wouldn't min…no…I mean…no…no I don't" she admitted. Brit could see how awkward this was making Scara feel, "Come on Babes, lets leave it hey?" he said to Meat as Gaz walked over to Scara, "You know…if you don't mind then I don't mind" he admitted to her. Scara smiled a little and slowly took Gazza's hands in hers as she moved a little closer, "Well, if you don't mind that I don't mind then…ah…forget it…go on you two… bugger off" she said as she turned to Brit and Meat who were now standing by the door. The two of them hurried out of the door and this time Gaz and Scara held it open as they watched Meat and Brit disappear into another room before letting the door close.

After the door had closed, the couple collapsed on the sofa in a light embrace. "Well, that was easy!" Scara proclaimed as she grinned from ear to ear. "I know…I was expecting just a little bit of resistance at least…but there was nothing!" he sighed. "Yeah…so…anyway…"Scara said as she edged a little closer to him on the sofa. Gaz was beginning to get hopeful at this move, "Yeah?" he asked smiling softly. Scara was starting to feel a little nervous, after all she never usually made advances like this. She shrugged as she thought about the best way to do so, "So…um…what do you want to do now?" she asked smiling a little. Discreetly looking her up and down, Gaz replied softly, "Well…" he said as he moved a little closer to her again. "Yea…" she said as she tried desperately not to make it obvious what she wanted. Suddenly he pulled back a little, "I just had the weirdest thought," he said, smiling slightly. Scara thought she had blown it and began to both feel and look slightly disappointed, "What?" she asked trying not to sound too upset. There were a few moments of silence before Gaz spoke again. "We're wasting time!" he grinned as he tried not to laugh too much. Scara perked up right away, "Oh yeah? Well, what'cha gonna do about it?" she grinned. Slowly and carefully, Gaz cupped her face in his hands, "This" he said softly as he kissed her. Pulling away from him slowly, Scara grinned, "Good!" Gazza pouted at her pulling away "You do realise that the more time we waste the more likely it is that Meat and Brit will come back" he sighed. "Well then, lets not waste anymore time, don't wanna give 'em anything else to take the mick out of now do we!" Scara laughed, not believing that she had just said that to Gaz.

Gaz looked at Scara carefully, "Yeah what is up with you and Meat lately?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her. Why hadn't she seen the questioning coming? She couldn't believe how stupid she had been, "Ah…well…you see…its nothing…don't worry about it" she sighed. Studying her face carefully Gaz knew that she was hiding something. She noticed that his questioning look remained and realised that he would find out eventually anyway so why shouldn't she tell him? "Well…"she hesitated, "I cant tell you…Meat will kill me…its not my place to say." Gaz began to look a little hurt, "But babes, we don't keep secrets…you know that" he protested. Scara hated it when he did this, playing the guilt trip, she had never once managed to not give in to him, "Ugh! Ok…its about Meat!" she sighed, "She's gonna kill me if she finds out I've told you and I don't think I can take anymore from her at the moment." Gaz looked her in the eyes, "Come on babes, it might help if you tell someone, you'll never know til you try" he gently persuaded her. "Well, she…she is…um…she's…" she stuttered thinking of the best way to tell him. "Well?" he asked. "She's pregnant."