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I know that Lucy and Peter weren't really speaking at this time,but for the sake of the one shot they're still close.

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Pats Funeral

Lucy and Peter stepped off the train, dragging their luggage behind them. They headed down the steps and put their tickets through the barrier, stepping through. Lucy looked round and saw nothing had changed.

'Well nothing has changed much has it?' Lucy commented, making Peter shake his head.

'Nope. Like I've stepped back two years into the past' he remarked, making Lucy chuckle.

'C'mon. Time to surprise Dad' said Lucy, picking up her massive over night bag and heaving onto the crook of her arm and heading in the direction of the chippy, Peter rushing to catch up with her. They fell into step and casual chat, as they headed in the direction of their house, when something caught Lucy's eye.

'... Although I wonder if Aunt Gina's rung Dad? She will have probably. I mean you didn't even give chance to-'

'PETER!' Lucy shouted. Peter stopped walking and turned, only just noticing his twin wasn't next to him. She was standing at the chippy door, holding a piece of paper. He walked back to her, not liking the look on her face. He peered over her shoulder and gazed at the words.

Closed until further notice for family funeral...

Ian was currently tidying up in the house, having no idea of his children return, or the fact that they... rather Lucy was storming up the market, yelling at Peter when he tried to calm her down. She stormed through the gate and slammed the door against the wall as she headed into the house.

'When we going to know about this?' she demanded, fire blazing her eyes. Ian, who had stood up and turned when the door crashed open, smiled slightly.

'Lucy, Peter' he simply said, slightly surprised by their sudden reappearance. Just then, Mandy walked into the household, making Lucy raise eyebrow.

'Who are you?' she demanded

'I'm.. I'm Mandy...' she said, slightly affronted by the girls attitude, before it became clear who it was.

'You two must be Lucy and Peter. I'm Mandy, your Dad fiancee' she introduced herself, holding her hand out. Lucy's head snapped to her twins, who was looking her at her, before they both looked at their Dad with Mandy, who had realized Ian hadn't told her the whole truth...

The morning of the funeral dawned and the Beale household was split. The kids VS Mandy, with Ian in the middle. Mandy didn't like the fact that Lucy and Peter had suddenly returned without warning, however, Peter was furious that Mandy had turned his room into her bridal suite.

Flashback

'Why don't you take your stuff upstairs? Unpack?' Ian suggested. Lucy and Peter nodded, turning to the stairs and walking up them. Lucy headed straight into her room at the top of the stairs. She smiled and flung her bag onto her bag, sighing. She looked round before she heard her twin shout out in horror. She rushed out of her room and skidded to stop, clamping a hand over her mouth to stop the laughter from erupting.

'Shut up, Luce! This isn't funny! WHAT'S HAPPENED TO MY ROOM?' Peter screamed, heading down the stairs with Lucy behind him, her teeth clamped on her bottom lip.

'Oh! Is that your room?' Mandy asked, knowing what Peter was on about.

'Shift it all!' he demanded. Ian raised an eyebrow at his son.

'Where? You turned up here unannounced. There's no room to put everything!' Mandy told him. Peter bit his lip hard, to stop the remark erupting from his throat. He felt Lucy squeeze his shoulder to calm him down.

'Well, where's he meant to sleep?' Lucy asked, while Peter calmed himself down.

'Well, he's got two options for tonight...' Ian said, watching his children closely...

End of Flashback

'Lucy! Peter! C'mon!' Ian shouted up the stairs. He heard them slightly arguing over Peter's tie, before a bedroom door slammed shut a few minutes later.

'Thanks for nearly strangling me!' Peter shot at his twin, as he slid his black blazer over his white shirt.

'You're welcome!' Lucy shot back at him, fastening her black flared-above-the-knee coat over her black mini dress. Ian sighed.

'C'mon you two. We're going to be late!' he said leading them from the house...

'I can't believe their engaged! She's such a scrubber!' Lucy exclaimed to both Peter and Lauren. Lauren had been delighted by her two closest friends return, which was why they were sat on a wall watching them bury Pat.

'What was that song?' Lauren laughed, passing the bottle of alcohol to Lucy.

'Nan loved it! She played it for us once, remember?' she asked Peter, who smiled and nodded at her smiling.

'Luce, I'm going to sick!' Lauren suddenly exclaimed. Peter pulled Lucy off the wall, just in time before Lauren spewed everywhere.

'Lauren?' asked Max, seeing his daughter

'Lauren? What are you doing?' asked Tanya, rushing to her daughter.

'I told you didn't I? She's drunk!' Abi said, matter of fact. Max and Tanya sighed before guiding Lauren from the church grounds, leaving a slightly worried Peter and Lucy behind...

As night fell and Ian promised Peter to have his room sorted by tomorrow, Lucy and Peter were on the sofa, watching a late night TV show. Peter got up and headed for the drinks cabinet, holding up a bottle of vodka.

'A toast' he said, filling two glasses slightly, before putting the bottle away, heading back to Lucy.

'to what?' Lucy asked, accepting a glass.

'To Nan' he said, tilting his glass towards Lucy, who smiled and chuckled softly.

'To Nan' she repeated, clinking her glass with his gently and smiled as she raised the glass to her lips, a little memory of herself and Pat filtered through her mind, as she drunk her shot...

Okay, this one was really bad! I'm sorry! I promise the next one will be better!

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