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Aaron and Ross were parked outside the garage in Hotten, Aaron nodded his head from where they sat in the pickup in their overalls.

"See them motors...that was what I was telling you about"

Ross looked over at them and turned back to Aaron, "You are saying we should nick them and sell them on...have you got a death wish or something...you do KNOW who owns that gaff don't ya?"

Aaron rolled his eyes, "Yeah I do actually...Phil Wallace...but last I heard he's been clubbing it in Ibiza and left his thick as a plank brother to look over things..."

Ross licked his lips and asked, "So how thick are we talking here? So thick he's not gonna miss seeing two motors missing from the forecourt?"

Aaron laughed, "Believe me, Phil Wallace's brother makes Sam Dingle look like Carol Vorderman...it's a piece of piss mate"

Ross mulled it over and then looked at Aaron suspiciously, "Hang on a minute...WHY have we become bezzie mates or of a sudden? And. What if we get caught..."

Aaron rolled his eyes again, blimey Ross was thick, "we don't! And besides you keep banging on about having no money when your sprog arrives...think what the returns will be on them two beauties..."

Ross was thinking and then shook his head, "Yeah alright...but this BETTER not go wrong...last thing I need is to be getting into any trouble now"

Aaron smirked as he put the pickup into gear to drive off, "Don't worry...I've got it all covered...I love it when a plan comes together..."

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3 hours earlier...

"So why are you so down on this guy to do this to him?", asked Phil Wallace in his office.

Aaron sat opposite him, "Because I HATE him that's why...because he winds me up having to see him every day at work...and besides...folk in that village ought to be thanking me for what I'm planning...he won't be missed by most, believe me"

Wallace raised his eyebrows, "and what's in it for me"

Aaron smiled at him, "we're mates, aren't we? That guy you like in town...the guy who I know...I could introduce ya...put a good word in"

"Without the wife around"

"Oh ya, it's all sound mate"

Phil nodded, "Do it...but if it goes wrong and the coppers get ya, you're on your own..."

Aaron gave him a satisfied smile, "Not a problem...It won't be ME who'll be getting caught...will it..."

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Donna was in the café thinking. Christmas was 4 days away and she hadn't done any shopping at all. Bob came and sat down next to her, "You alright love, you look rather on the gloomy side if I'm allowed to say"

Donna tried to smile, "Just short of cash Bob...and Kelly's not helped...even though it's good to have her back"

Bob laughed, "It is...her Elliott and April are getting along like a house on fire"

"They are now...it took some time though before they stopped pulling out each others hair in clumps"

"But are YOU okay?"

Donna shrugged, "Ohhhh I don't know...it's Ross, I don't think he likes Kelly being around...in fact he's told Kelly to go"

"He said that?"

"No Kelly told me...she was pretty upset about it...she says she really feels uncomfortable in the house with him"

Bob shrugged, "I can't help you there love...I'd put up Kelly myself if I had the room but with Brenda and the twins and everything..."

Donna shook her head, "No Bob I didn't mean it like that"

"just TELL Ross that she's your sister and you want her to stay...if he loves you then it shouldn't be a problem, should it..."

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At home, Ross came in through the door and called out, "Donna...!"

No answer. He smiled and hared up the stairs and closed the bedroom door. He then went to the wardrobe and pulled out a bag that contained several cimm cards for phones, he pocketed them, then pulled out a balaclava from his back pocket...he tried in on for size and looked into the mirror...and smiled through it. He then reached for his tight leather gloves and stuffed them with the balaclava into his rucksack, then left the bedroom quickly.

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Donna was walking across the road towards the house, she was on the phone, "Hi Ben...yeah, I was meaning to have a catch up and everything with everyone at work but it's been manic...yeah...why don't you and Rosa come round here for drinks in the pub...or I could meet you...sorted, looking forward to it...see you later..."

She ended the call and looked up to see Ross come out of the house, "Ross...I thought we were meeting up for lunch"

Ross gave her a kiss on the lips, "I've got a pickup to do in town...I'll see you later..."

Donna turned, "we have to talk about Kelly...", she called after him. He looked back at her as he backtracked, "later yeah...promise you"

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It was dark when Ross was stepping out of the car with Aaron in town. Both looked across at each other then went over the road towards the cars.

Ross pulled his balaclava on, "You sure them camera's don't work?", he hissed.

Aaron shook his head, "No, they got vandalised last week...it's all sweet"

Aaron paused and watched Ross head to one of the motors with a crow bar in the gloom...as he got to work, Aaron backed away when he saw the light on in the garage...

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Donna was at home when she received the call. She was so looking forward to catching up with her old workmates when Ben called her.

"What...really...ohhhh...I know, I know...I understand, I've been there myself haven't I...well if you are not stuck too late, give us a call...seeya...bye"

Kelly was sat on the sofa earwigging as she read heat magazine, she turned, "Who was that?"

"Ben...the copper I used to work with...they've been held up...some car robbery in town...he and Rosa might not be able to make it now"

Kelly tutted and came over all sympathetic, "Awwww...don't worry, I'm here...you can have a drink if your old sis"

Donna shook her head.

Kelly went to get ready, and in doing so, she smiled when she received a text from Aaron.

he's a goner...

Well, that was it...Ross would go inside...Donna would see what a scumbag he still is...SHE could stay...and everyone lives happy ever after.

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THE END.

In response to the PM e-mail I received...this is boring...so I've decided to end it there. A BIG THANKS to those who did enjoy it...