"Intervention"

WRITTEN BY DAYNE DINNING

~This fanfic follows on from AllFiredUp

# Disclaimer – I do not own Emmerdale or any of the characters used. They belong to ITV.

There was no one home at Dale head when he arrived; Jackson was way beyond consolable; he guessed his mum was working at the cafe. He raided her fridge and cupboards for alcohol, she always kept some in for when him and Aaron dropped by.

Now the hours had passed and Jackson felt drunk, the alcohol was well into his system and it sparked his emotions further and he sobbed into his glass, hoping to drown his sorrows but much to his anger the feelings of guilt, love and sadness were still there.

A knock at the door seconds after downing the remaining vodka in the glass caused him to jump and he got up from the sofa very unsteadily to the point he almost toppled over and fell onto the coffee table. He staggered to the front door and opened it and he was pushed to the side as Chas barged her way in and swiftly turned and stopped in the doorway in front of Jackson, she pointed her finger at him, her expression scrunched with anger. "I've just left my son in bits at that hospital, he told me everything, how could you just leave him like that?" she raged.

"He doesn't want me anymore Chas, I can't help someone who doesn't want help!" he yelled equally as much back.

Chas frowned. "Are you drunk?" she asked.

Jackson nodded. "Yeah. What of it?"

"Of all people Jackson, this is not what I'd expect from you"

Jackson stood still, his eyes averted her gaze and reached into his pocket for his wallet, with the intention of going to the shop to buy more alcohol, and Chas knew it. His other hand reached behind him and pulled the door open, but it was met with resistance as Chas placed her hand against it. "You're not going anywhere! Get in there now!" her head nodded to the living room but Jackson wasn't having any of it. "Jackson NOW!" she yelled.

Jackson shook his head and pushed the door away with force so he could get out. Chas grabbed his arm quickly and pulled him back before he could even step out of the door. Jackson swung around and his face met an almighty tingling feeling as Chas' hand impacted his cheek. He slowly lifted his head, his eyes were filled deeply with tears and all he did was look at Chas and he crumbled right before her eyes, over a month of countless pent up emotions all began to come out in that moment.

"I said to myself, I said Hazel you need to give that boy – you, a good talking too"

Aaron scowled. "Like it's that easy. What do you want Hazel?" he asked sharply.

"Jackson cares Aaron don't push away the few people that you DO have" she told him.

"He cares that much he's not here, proper true love that is aint it?" he questioned.

"Well I've heard you on when you get on your high horse matey, and it isn't so nice. He feels so guilty Aaron, what you said would have seeped right through and he's taken it too heart, that's why he's not here Aaron!" Hazel took a breath. "Yeah you're the one in the bed Aaron but everyone's hurting, things would be a lot easier if you let people in, that tough boy routine you've got going on isn't going to do you any favours...especially now, so stop it...please"

Aaron sighed and looked at her.

"Do you love Jackson, Aaron?" she asked.

"What sort of a question's that?" he frowned.

Hazel smiled. "I'll take that as a yes then"

Aaron tutted. "Shut up"

Hazel smirked and rolled her eyes. "I'm going to call Jackson; do you want me to pass on a message? I mean...On the off chance..." she smirked again.

Aaron nodded...

A few hours later Jackson walked into the hospital with a pack of four lagers concealed in a white carrier bag; he'd dreaded this ever since his mum passed on Aaron's message. Why did someone who seemed to hate him so much want to see him so soon after that nasty outburst? Was it that Aaron really did love him? And it was all down to his own grief? Jackson pondered on it. He stopped outside Aaron's room and sheepishly knocked on the door. Aaron's voice instantly made him smile. That's what Aaron did to him, well one of the things Aaron did to Jackson, on top of all the loving feelings he had for him.

Jackson pushed the handle down and opened the door, he peaked his head round as it was opening it. "Alright?" he smiled slightly as he asked. He then closed the door behind him. Aaron remained silent, which made Jackson's dread worsen; he walked over to the bed and placed the carrier bag down by his feet as he sat down. The awkwardness in the silence caused both men to smirk then Jackson began to look up at his lover until his eyes were locked on him.

Aaron's smirk turned into a smile. "Idiot" was all he said.

Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Jerk"

Aaron laughed and shook his head slightly.

Jackson got up from his chair and put his arm around Aaron's head and looked into his ocean deep blue eyes and kissed him softly at first then the passion overcame them both and the force and pace increased.

To Be Continued...