Lauren's POV
The day of Mum's funeral came. I woke early, took a lonngg shower, went for a short walk and ended up seeing something I shouldnt have.
"Hello Lauren"
I couldnt beleive my eyes. "Stacey?"
She was small, long brown hair, big brown eyes.
"Wwhat are you doing here?" I stuttered.
"I came to visit Kat" She told me.
Peter's POV
I stood at the mirror, fixing my black tie.
"Come here"
I turned, Lucy walked over to me. She fixed it to my neck, brushing my shoulders, flattening my sides.
"Steven?"
"Asleep, I've asked Stacey to look after him" She told me.
I nodded as Lauren and Stacey came through the door.
Lauren's POV
I paced around the lounge.
"Lozz? Pacing honestly going to help" Pete caught me.
I broke down in tears, he held onto me tighter than tight.
"I can't do this" I sobbed as we sat down on the sofa.
"Lozz, I've just lost my big and favourite brother. How do you think I feel?"
"Have you ever lost your Mum?" I asked.
"Acctually yes. I have lost my Mum, she died when I was 5"
We stayed there until Lucy told us it was time to leave.
Stacey's POV
I watched as Tanya's funeral prosession from the Beale's gate.
Lauren walked behind with Lucy and Peter at either side of her, Abi walked behind her with Jay on her arm and Greg just walked behind.
"Stacey?"
Patrick walked over to me.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I'm just here looking after Lucy's son, then I might pop over and see Kat"
He smiled and walked away. "Bye"
Ben's POV
I watched Patrick, walk away from Stacey.
He spotted me.
I ran for it.
Later On that Day: Lauren's POV
I found Pete asleep with Steven on his arm.
He really cared about him, that was enough.
There was knock at the door.
Forest opened it.
"Mr Trueman? Come in"
Patrick walked through as Lucy came and took Steven and as Pete woke up.
"Peter? May I have a word"
Pete nodded and walked outside.
Peter's POV
"Patrick?" I said as we stood outside on the front porch as a taxi pulled up.
"I'm going away for awhile son"
"Oh Patrick don't, look Ben wants to make amends" I protested.
He handed me a white envelope. "Little Steven will make good use of this"
"Patrick?"
He got inside the taxi.
"Yes?"
"Goodbye"
"Goodbye"
I shut the door behind him and Patrick called for him to go.
I watched before going inside, with the envelope in my hand.
"Teas up!" Luce shouted.
