A/N – Thanks for the positive reviews guys! I also apologize for any typo's I've done my right hand in (well wrist and fingers) but fic's must go on :P

Also gonna mention, this story might be a bit slow to get running, it's kinda very much emotions at the beginning.

Alice's POV

We'd been in the air for two hours and in all honesty I was bored already. I'd read magazines, I'd tried to sleep, I'd eaten, I'd drank, I'd reapplied my make-up, I'd brushed my hair, I'd gone through all the pictures on my phone remembering happier times. I sighed and looked out of the window. Don't ask me where we are though... all I can see is clouds, clouds and more clouds... oh and when I can't see clouds I see nothing but a brilliant blue cover, the sea... obviously the sea of somewhere nice and pleasant.

My mind drifted once more to Danny. Questions filled my mind immediately. What's he doing? Is he ok? Is he sad? Is he happy? Laughing with Dupe? Drinking with Fatani? Has he found the rhino poachers? Has he sorted it out? Is he thinking of me? Is he thinking of the baby?

However, my mind soon disregarded the questions as I felt the seat next to me fill. I turned from gazing out of the window and away from my thoughts to see Liv sat next to me. I smiled at her and placed my hand over hers. She smiled back but it was so obviously like mine a facade, a forced smile as we both tried to hide the raw emotions we felt whirling around us.

"Least we'll have each other to shop with." Liv said with an unconvincingly chuckle.

"Yeh... Danny didn't quite cut it!" I laughed before stopping dead... Danny. I looked away and out of the window once more as I tried to fight the tears back. I looked down at my protruding stomach... I blame hormones for making me go soft!

"Alice... when will Danny come?" Liv asked me quietly, her voice was so quiet I had to think twice about what she'd said before answering. I sighed and took both her hands into mine.

"I don't know Liv... all I know is that he will follow us." I promised her, "What about Thabo, what's your plans?"

"Thabo's gonna try find us somewhere but well he said he's coming over to get me anyway... I've told him he's got two months!" She replied passionately.

"Oh! A curfew! Very matriarchal and all that!" I smiled. I found conversation with Olivia easy and loose, in all honesty it was nice to have Liv to chat to sometimes. Despite our original differences, we'd slowly become close and we'd built a relationship. My thoughts were broken as I heard Liv's laughter, I turned to face her.

"I do love you Alice!" Olivia giggled, "A curfew..." She rolled her eyes before handing me a magazine. "My original mission..."

I smiled and took the magazine she'd handed over to me into my hands, mumbling a quick thanks as I did so. Liv remained by my side, leaning over slightly so she could see the magazine with me. I read the title... Hello... I turned to face her in confusion before quickly scanning my eyes down to the date.

"Only a week out of date! Isn't it impressive? Airport staff had it!" Olivia beamed as I opened the first page. My eyes widened, actual gossip, in date gossip. "Do you remember when we found out about Jordan and Peter?" Liv asked me as we both looked over an article on Katie Price's latest antics.

"Yeh." I laughed, "4 months later!"

That was one of the disadvantages of South Africa. All the British gossip hit you a lot later... of course we had South African gossip and celebrities but to be honest, there's no where quite like Britain for stupidity. I sighed and flicked further through the magazine, talking to Liv every now and then about articles here and there.

Olivia's POV

I noticed Alice at the back of the plane on her own and sighed. She'd chosen to sit there on purpose and it was deadly obvious why. One thing everyone knew about Alice, she did not cry. To be honest, I've not seen her cry much at all and never properly. In fact, I can only think of four occasions and one of those I wasn't really around. The first would be when she and Danny got back together after their break up, the second, her engagement to Danny, she'd cried afterwards at the party. Third time? Her wedding, in fact she'd cried a few times at the wedding, but only out of happiness, and then finally today... She wasn't the only one today though... I think we'd all shed a tear as we said goodbye to the ones we loved. Leaving Thabo... it was so much harder than I'd anticipated. Nothing could have prepared me for heaviness and pain I'd felt as we said our goodbye. It was a like a ton of bricks descending on me, it made me admire Alice's strength. She was married to Danny... she was pregnant with his child, yet she'd let him go.

Anyway, as I was saying, I'd noticed Alice. At the back (definitely a strategic place to sit) and on her own, and in all honesty I felt I had to go over there. The look on her face said it all. She looked like she was being tortured, like she had an internal tornado ripping her to shreds. It was as though she was trying to hide all that emotion, keep it under lock and key, yet like a closed door to an illuminated room, light seeped through. I picked my brains, wanting an excuse to go over there... I looked down and a magazine the flight attendant had given me caught my eye. Alice always wanted to know the gossip back in England... surely it could work?

I composed myself first... I knew I was in no real state to offer any comfort to anyone, but I knew that I had to be there for Alice in the same way I knew she'd be there for me. Maybe if I took her mind off Danny for a while, it would seem a bit easier for her. I knew that she was going to struggle without him, even if he came tomorrow, she'd still struggle for the night. Danny and Alice had never truly been apart and I wasn't sure how either of them would handle it, if they'd handle it.

As I filled the seat next to Alice, I noticed her gazing out of the window, obviously deep in thought. As she turned to me it was obvious she'd been crying yet tried to wipe away the evidence. In that moment, seeing Alice like that, my own emotions flooded back to me. Alice placed her hand over mine and smiled at me, despite the fact it was fake it held comfort and so I smiled back.

"Least we'll have each other to shop with." I murmured, trying to start conversation. I added a small chuckle, though it didn't sound very convincing... I'd never been good at fake laughing... GCSE drama performance was a disaster with that!

As we talked and eventually got onto the magazine, I felt my eyelids begin to droop. I fought to keep my eyes open but they were closing slowly... and eventually I lose the battle.

A/N – Hope you liked this... as I said it's gonna be a slow starter... will be better once they're in England and stuff.