That evening was spent cuddled-up on the sofa together for Carla and Peter. "So what do you think our baby will be like then?" Peter asked Carla as she rested her hand upon his chest, nervously fiddling with the material of his t-shirt.

"I don't know but I hope he's got his Daddy's looks….." Carla trailed-off.

"Wait…..HE?!" Peter asked, confused now.

"Oh No….Sorry Baby…..I meant it…..I don't know what the gender is yet sweetheart….." Carl told-him truthfully and Peter chuckled slightly in relief.

"Right…..Well Good…..And as for IT having it's Daddy's looks…..Well I don't know about that, I think it's Mummy is far more beautiful." Peter told Carla sweetly, and she smiled before she then leaned-up and kissed him on the lips.

"Thank-You my darlin'….." Carla thanked-him for the compliment before the pair lapsed into a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes.

Eventually, Peter decided to speak-up. "So can I tell my family then? Or at-least my Dad?!" He asked.

"Yeah of-course ya can darlin'…..How do ya think your Dad will react?!" Carla asked him timidly.

"He'll probably rant at me about how I'm too young to be having a baby with you…..And how we're not even married yet…..And then I'll tell-him how he can hardly say much with his track-record, and then he'll tell me that I'm stuck in the past…..And then I'll probably storm out….." Peter trailed-off, any arguments with his Dad could be predicted nowadays, they happened often enough, but deep-down, the Father and Son would never stop loving-each-other.

"Oh Baby…..Do you want me to come with you?!" She asked sweetly.

"Oh No Carla, I don't want you to be mixed-up in all of this aswell….." He told Carl truthfully.

"Mixed-Up in all of what Peter? I'm the one who is gonna be giving birth to this baby in 9 Months' time!" Carla told Peter firmly.

"I know that Carla, I'm just worried about the argument upsetting you that's all….." Peter said to Carla as he soothingly rubbed his hand up and down her back.

"Well of-course it's gonna upset me darlin'…..I don't want you to fall-out with yer Dad over this Sweetheart…..Please just promise me that you'll stay calm when you tell-him…..No Matter what his reaction is?!" Carla pleaded-with Peter.

"Oh Carla Baby you know that's just not gonna happen….." Peter sighed tiredly.

"Then I'm coming with you alright?! Simple as that!" Carla told Peter and he nodded, realising that he didn't have much choice over the matter.

The next-morning, Carla and Peter headed over to Number One Coronation Street to tell Ken, Deirdre and Tracy the good-news.

"Peter, Carla! Come-On In!" Ken happily greeted-them with at the door.

"Urm, Dad…..Me and Carla have got some good-news for ya….." Peter said as the couple walked-into the house that Peter practically used to live with Carla in. Carla sat herself down on the sofa and Peter perched onto the arm-rest next to her, by the living-room door.

Ken eagerly awaited the news as Deirdre and Tracy gathered-around the room. "Me and Carla are gonna be having a baby together!" Peter said enthusiastically, knowing the rant that was about to come.

Ken and Deirdre's smiles both dropped instantly and Tracy looked-up at them both, unsure of how she should react to this news. She was happy for her older-step-brother and his girlfriend, but Ken and Deirdre obviously weren't. "Tracy can you go up to you room for a minute please?!" Deirdre requested.

"But Mum….." Tracy started before Deirdre interrupted-her. "Just do it please Tracy!" Deirdre commanded a little-more firmly than before.

"Now what was all that about then?!" Peter asked as Tracy disappeared-upstairs to her room. Peter had expected this type of reaction from both Ken and Deirdre.

"I'm just worried about you both Peter, that's all…..I mean…..You're barely 20 Peter! And Carla you're what…..19?! Don't you think you're a bit young to be having a baby?!" Ken asked-them both.

"We're both adults Dad…..And before you ask, no this wasn't exactly planned, and I was as shocked as you are now…..But I want this baby, Dad, and so does Carla!" Peter told his Father firmly.

"Are you sure about that though Peter?!" Deirdre piped-up. "I mean you may say that now…..But will you still be saying that in 9 Months' time?! When Carla can barely walk, so she has to waddle around the house like some sort of Duck?!" She asked-them seriously.

"Yes I will be Deirdre…..And even when she becomes a waddling duck…..She'll be the most beautiful duckling in the pond….." Peter complimented Carla sweetly, as he leant-down and then planted a soft kiss into the top of Carla's hair. Carla just smiled-up at Peter and then placed her hand onto his nearest knee and gave-it a gentle and thankful squeeze.

"Yes well that's all very flattering, but that's easier said than done Peter…..Being a Father is a difficult job Peter, believe-me!" Ken told Peter, which just infuriated the young-man.

"What would YOU know about bringing-up a child?! I spent most of my childhood with my Grandparents because you couldn't be bothered after MY MUM DIED!" Peter shouted angrily.

"That is NOT the case Peter and you know that fully-well! It was hard for me to come to terms with your Mother's Death…..I couldn't cope with having two grieving children! I just needed some time to grieve by myself…..So when the opportunity came-up for you two to go to Scotland, I took your Grandparents up on the offer….." Ken revealed to Peter truthfully.

"So what were Me and Suzan to you then?! An obstruction?! Well I'm sorry if I was upset about the fact that I'd just lost my Mother! But Carla is in perfect health at the moment, and this baby is gonna be loved and spoilt, and it's gonna have everything that I never had as a child, an alive and well Mother and Father that loved them with all their hearts!" Peter said frustratedley, he was on the verge of tears now, and Carla could see that. "Peter come-on Baby. Maybe it's time we went home ey Sweetheart?!….." Carla suggested to Peter calmly as she stood-up and then took Peter's hands into her own-hands.

"It's not too late to change your mind about having this Baby, Peter….." Deirdre commented and Peter looked-at her.

"And even if it was too late, I couldn't careless. Me and Carla are having this baby and that is final!" Peter snapped before Carla practically had to force-him out of the door.

The minute the door was shut behind them, Peter burst into floods of tears. "Oh Baby Come-Here." Carla said sweetly and softly as she pulled Peter into a long, tight and loving-hug. "They will come-around to the idea, I promise-ya!" Carla tried to re-assure Peter.

"Does he not want me to be happy or something?!" Peter cried.

"Oh My Darlin'…..Of-Course he does, he's just worried about ya that's all….." Carla told Peter as he pulled-away from the hug.

"He's wasn't so worried when he sent Me and My Sister up to live-in Scotland when my Mother died….." Peter told Carla, still angry, despite the tears.

"He was grieving, just like you were, he probably wasn't in the right frame of mind when he made that decision, and even if he was, he obviously had his reasons Sweetheart." Carla tried to comfort Peter but with little-luck.

Carla managed to get Peter home soon-after that conversation and a tired Peter soon fell-asleep on the sofa, giving Carla some time to herself.

Carla: Peter and his Dad have just had a massive argument over the pregnancy…..XxX

Michelle: Oh Dear. Are you okay Bab?! Xxxxx

Carla: I'm getting there. But Peter is devastated. XxX

Michelle: I'm sure they will sort things out, don't u worry Carla. Xxxxx

Carla: I know they will eventually, I'm just worried about Peter…..XxX

Michelle: Just make sure that he knows that u luv him. Xxxxx

Carla: Oh he knows that alright 'Chelle. XxX

Michelle: Gd. Well once Peter has calmed-down a little, drop me a text and I'll pop-over. Xxxxx

Carla: He's asleep now. U can pop-around now if u would like too?! XxX