Hey! A new chapter, which is part two and Jenny's birthday. Thank you so much for the reviews so far! And, it contains smut so be warned xD I had a crappy day at school so don't forget to leave me a nice, juicey review!

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The Dragon and the Rose

Chapter Thirteen

The Party

Part Two

Charlie sat with his folder grasped in his hand, his small rucksack on his shoulders as he stared at the door. Miss Smith was reading a story to the rest of the class, but he wasn't listening. As soon as she mentioned the word 'hometime' he was all set on leaving. He didn't realize you couldn't go until your mum had come.

'Now, come on Charlie. Back in here,' Miss Smith had said, leading him back in the classroom.

'But, you said 'ometime!' he protested.

'You can go when your mummy comes,' she said, sitting him down on the carpet. Well, he'd been sat here a very long time. With a sigh, he placed his chin on his hand, still staring at the door. It creaked open, a dark haired woman peering in.

'Libby!' he shouted, jumping to his feet. Miss Smith broke off from reading and looked up.

'Hey, darling,' she smiled, stepping into the room as Charlie got up and threw himself at her.

'I got a card for Jenny!' he gabbled happily.

'Are you going to say goodbye to your friends?' she asked. Charlie paused, before shaking his head.

'No please,' he replied. Libby laughed.

'See you tomorrow,' she called to Miss Smith who nodded. Walking out, she pushed open the door and stepped outside. 'So, did you have a good day at school?' she asked.

'No,' he shrugged. 'I didn't like Miss Beck. She was smelly. And guess what?' he added in a stage whisper.

'What?' Libs replied, pulling her car keys out her pocket.

'She liked Millwall! So I gave 'er a good kick.' Libby laughed, shaking her head.

'You shouldn't kick people.'

'I know,' he replied simply, as Libby unlocked the car, opening the back door. Putting Charlie in the baby seat, she strapped him in. He held his folder up. ''Er cards in there.'

'I'm sure she'll like it.'

'Where's Mum?' he asked.

'She's just gone to the shop for me. We'll meet her at my house, okay?'

'Is Uncle Swill going to be there?'

'Yeah.'

'And Uncle Dave?'

'Everyone will be,' Libby laughed, before shutting the door and going to get into the front.

'I can't wait,' Charlie grinned to himself.

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Jenny carefully piled her books up on the coffee table, as Swill walked into the room. Coming behind her, he lifted her up. Giggling, Jenny wriggled against him.

'Help me,' she squealed as he tickled her sides. Lifting her onto his shoulders, Swill smiled.

'Whose birthday is it again?' he asked.

'Mine!' she replied, leaning against his head. Lucy came in from the kitchen as the front door was pushed open and Charlie skittered in, followed by Libby.

'Hey, baby,' she smiled, kicking the door shut behind her. Swill tipped himself forward so Libs could kiss Jenny. 'Where's everyone else?' she asked Swill.

'They're on their way,' Swill replied. Lifting her from his shoulders, Swill placed his daughter on the floor. Lucy helped Charlie out of his coat, before he opened his folder and proudly pulled the card out. Most of the glue and glitter had made the inside of his folder sticky, but the rest of the card was intact, if still wet.

'Made you a card,' he grinned. Jenny's eyes lit up as she took it. Then, she held it up to show Libby.

'For me,' she announced.

'Oh, it's very pretty,' Libby replied. 'Shall we put it with the others?' she asked. Jenny nodded, giving a small giggle of excitement as Libby took it and placed it on the windowsill with the others. After several attempts to make it stand, she allowed it to flop down, before turning away from the window.

'Okay, people are coming now,' she said. 'Time to greet your guests, Jen.' By quarter past four, the house was packed with children.

'Where's Don?' asked Lucy, getting a coke from the fridge.

'He's on a hiking trip,' Libby replied. 'With Rick, James, Peter and Scott…' she trailed off at the last name, looking down at her hands. Lucy gave a sympathetic smile and squeezed her shoulder.

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'I could be spending Happy Hour in the Abbey right now,' Ned grumbled, watching as Pete got used as a climbing frame.

'Happy Hour?' Ike frowned. 'Does Terry even do Happy Hour?'

'Every Hour's Happy Hour,' replied Swill in a commentator's voice behind them.

'I wish,' Ned muttered, snagging another bottle from the mini-fridge.

'No, she's my best friend,' argued Charlie as he faced another kid from Jenny's party.

'No, she's mine! That's why Jenny invited me,' the dark haired boy replied. 'She likes me better than you.'

'My dad's bigger than yours,' Charlie replied.

'I 'ave a bigger house.'

'No you don't! My house is the biggest in the world!' Libby looked back, overhearing their conversation. 'I bet you're just Millwall scum,' Charlie growled, putting on an angry look.

'No! You are!' the other boy replied. Hurrying over, Libby lifted up Charlie.

'Is there something wrong?' she asked him.

'No,' Charlie replied, putting on an innocent look. 'I'm being good. Look,' he smiled. 'I'm good.'

'Don't fight,' she warned. 'It'll upset Jenny.' Charlie paused, before nodding.

'Where's Jenny?'

'Over here.' Walking over to her daughter, she set the little boy beside her. Jenny grinned, holding up the face paint.

'Do you want a go?' she asked, dipping it in the red and wiping it on his cheek. Leaving them to it, Libby moved back to Lucy.

'I'm glad I didn't hire a clown, you know,' she said. 'They would have torn him apart.' Lucy laughed, taking a drink from her coke can.

'Is the bouncy castle still on?' she asked.

'Yeah; Swill and Dave are setting it up now.' Lucy laughed, twisting her body to look out the window. Sure enough, Dave and Swill were trying to put the pump into the castle, but seemed to be failing miserably.

'I'm sure they'll work it out,' she smiled.

'Why don't you stay here tonight?' Libs asked. Lucy looked at her in question. 'Well, we can get the camp bed out for Charlie and set it up in Jenny's room, you and Bov can have the guest room and if Pete, Dave or the other guys want to stay, we can set the tent up in the living room.'

'Set the tent up in the living room?' Lucy raised an eyebrow as Libby looked around.

'Yeah, there's enough room. That way, we can get pissed,' she grinned. Lucy frowned for a moment. It had been a while since she'd been pissed. Long before Charlie's birth, that was. Twisting her hands together, she shrugged.

'I dunno. I'm worried. What if something happens to the children?'

'They'll be fine. If you're still worried, we can send them back with Steve, couldn't we?'

'Alright,' Lucy smiled, draining her can. 'But I want plenty of coffee and painkillers in the morning, okay?' Libby laughed.

'Deal.'

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'Where are we going?' Libby asked in a dramatic whisper, as Swill led her along to the bouncy castle. It was past midnight. All the kids were gone, Charlie and Jen staying over at Ben's.

'On 'ere,' he replied, kicking off his shoes and pulling on her. Libby laughed, gripping his hand so she didn't fall. He grabbed her waist, pressing her against the wall. It compressed against their weight slightly, as he gave her neck a drunken kiss.

Libby laughed. 'We might get caught!' she giggled, but her fingers were going for his flies.

'They can watch if they really want,' he replied, kissing her hard on the lips as he pulled open her jacket.

Lucy hurried across the grass, a bottle of wine in her hands. 'Hey, Libs, can we open-Oh,' she blinked for a moment. 'I'll come back later,' she said, running back towards the house. Libby giggled.

'I don't think Lucy wanted to watch,' she laughed, as Swill pulled her to the floor, the castle causing them to bounce softly.

'Me either,' he grinned. He pressed his lips against her neck, biting gently. He unzipped her jacket, teeth at her collar bone, as Libby mumbled drunkenly.

'It's cold,' she suddenly laughed as he slipped her skirt over her head, the cool night air nipping her skin.

Swill fumbled for her flies, clumsily. Libby tugged off his belt, before shifting to help him tug her trousers over her hips. She kicked them off.

The bouncy castle rocked slightly, Swill almost toppling onto her.

Libby sat up, pulling his hoody off, then his t-shirt. Bare skin brushed in cool moonlight as their lips met once more in a heated kiss. Swill let his lips travel down to nibble the smooth skin of her shoulder, before she used her feet to kick his jeans down.

'Swilliam…' she murmured before laughing at the name. Swill just grinned at her, lips traveling down her abdomen to kiss her inner thighs, before delving into the feast before him.

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'Libby! Come 'ere,' Lucy called when the two finally made their way inside.

'Yeah?' The dark haired woman moved over, a grin on her face.

'Come. Come sit.' She took Libby's hand, the two flopping onto the sofa.

'Yeah?'

'Remember how we met? It was a bit like this,' she said gesturing around.

'Yeah, at a club. God, that place was shit,' she laughed. Lucy grinned in agreement.

'Remember that bouncer?'

'He was huge! It really hurt when he chucked me out.'

'Yeah! I grazed my hands.' Libby laughed.

'It was a good night. I'm glad I'm your friend, y'know.' Lucy nodded, leaning to kiss Libs cheek.

'Best friends.'

'Best friends.' It was quiet for a moment.

'Remember that man I went with?' Libby asked. 'I think he was called George.'

'Vaguely,' Lucy mumbled, shutting her eyes, enjoying the feel of alcohol coursing through her veins.

'He was sweet, but too naïve. I'm glad I have 'ave Swill now.' Lucy laughed.

'You said 'ave.'

'No I didn't.'

'You did!'

'Euh, horrible talk,' Libby laughed as Lucy batted her playfully.

'Bitch.'

'Whore.'

'Love you.'

'Yeah, yeah.'

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