I really don't know how to get to where I want to be with this fic, so I am really sorry if this is all pointless rubbish, please tell me if it is though. I am really tired so expect mistakes... please review :) xx

Mo looked down the corridor, making sure there was no-one around that could hear their conversation.

"What are you doing Jac?" Mo exclaimed, clearly unimpressed with the fact that she and Sacha had just been found by her mother leaving the closet.

"Wishing that I wasn't here for one thing" answered Jac.

"You know what I mean. Why were you and Sacha in there," she said indicating to the now closed door that revealed the small cupboard.

"We were just talking."

"Well why were you in there though? You could have just spoken out here." Jac didn't answer then and Mo looked at her, trying to tell what she was thinking. "Were you hiding?"

"No, I wasn't hiding... would you just leave it," Jac answered and turned to walk off.

Mo put her hand out to stop her, wanting to understand more. "No, why were you in there... Jac?"

"It's nothing please Mo, just drop it." She was pleading this time, unlike last where she was much more forceful. "I'm going to go, say thanks to your mum for me."

"You can't go Jac, you promised Jonny you would stay."

Jac sighed, she knew somewhere along the line that if she wanted to leave Mo would use the promise she had made to Jonny against her. He only wanted her to come so that she was around people so if anything happened to happen to her, well actually he was just worried about the baby, then she wouldn't be stuck at home alone. This is why you shouldn't make promises, she thought to herself.

"But I can't stay," Jac muttered.

"Why not? What is it about Christmas that is so bad for you?"

Jac shrugged, not wanting to speak because she would probably end up telling Mo everything. Things that she had tried to hide for so long from everyone. Things that no-one knew about her. And things that no-one would believe had really happened.

"Christmas is about family, and being happy about the things you have, not for sulking around in the father or your child's best mate's cupboard under the stairs."

Jac looked up to her, tears shinning in her eyes. "And if you have nothing?"

Mo didn't answer then. She looked at Jac, watched her closely as she turned to walk away. Instead of the strong confident woman everyone saw at a quick glance she saw a small lost girl with no hope. Mo the decided that she would have to find out about Jac, because like everyone else she had judged her before she knew everything, however unlike most she was now determined to find out more about the woman and try to make her feel better, if only slightly so.

Mo watched Jac walk off, before speaking. Just as Jac was about to turn into the living room, Mo spoke, "You have Jonny... and Sacha and me."

Jac didn't even glance over her shoulder when she retorted "It's not the same though is it."

Mo groaned, this was going to be a long day if Jac was going to act like this all the way through it. She stood in the hallway for several moments, wanting to gather her thoughts as to what she was going to do about the Jac situation. Although Jac herself didn't really believe that there was a situation for Mo to get involved with, Mo could tell that Jac wanted, and needed, to speak to someone about what was going on, and she was sure that today that someone would be her, whether Jac liked it or not.

Mo then also went into the living room where now most people were sitting with dinner on trays, waiting for the last few people to come in so that they could resume playing the film. She glanced around to see if she could find Jac. She located her on the other side of the room, bunched up in the small sofa along with three other people, one of them Sacha, the other two were the neighbours. She noticed that Jac didn't have a plate of food, although Sacha did seem to have enough on his plate for both of them.

She walked through to the kitchen where her mum had laid out food for everyone to help themselves, so, taking a plate she helped herself to the food that she wanted. Taking her now full plate she walked back into the living the room where the film had been resumed and took her place on the opposite side if the room to Sacha and Jac, so she was able to keep an eye on Jac while she ate.

While watching Jac, and eating of course, Mo was confused by many of the actions that she showed. It was as if Jac was having a mental argument with herself. Every now and again she would pause, and not move for several moments as if contemplating what they 'other side' of her was saying. She would then, again carry on as if nothing had happened.

She looked around the room, to see if anyone else showed any signs of seeing Jac's strange behaviour, but they all seemed entirely absorbed in the film. She looked back at Jac who was now watching her, and Mo frowned at her, asking a question with her expression instead of saying something. Then Jac looked away.

Mo had never realised it before now, but Jac was very childlike, as if she was still living there, or as if she hadn't had enough time being a child so she was making up for it now. Although the woman was an extremely clever cardiothoracic consultant, many of the things she obtained and many of the things which she did were something you would expect in a child. For example, the way she ate bourbons. Instead of eating it like a normal biscuit, she would eat it in the manner Mo remembered doing when she was young; first removing the top biscuit layer, then scrapping the chocolate cream filling off, then proceeding to eat the bottom piece of biscuit. However, it was as if Jac done it automatically, not realising she possessed such features of a child, something which confused Mo evermore.

Mo had now confused herself evermore in trying to uncover whatever it was that Jac wished to hide, so instead of trying to think of it anymore, she turned to the TV screen, hoping to just watch the end of the film and forget about it for a while, however, unluckily for her the film had now finished and Mo glanced at the small watch she was wearing around her wrist. She had only just realised how long she had been analysing Jac for. It seemed as if her mind wanted her to find out about Jac, as if her mind new that there was something important that Jac was hiding, and as if her mind was telling her she needed to help Jac get over whatever it was, because, unknown to Mo, she was the only person willing to help her and try to find out what she was hiding.

She glanced back up at Jac, and was surprised to see that she was now acting as if everything was fine, chatting away to Sacha as if she hadn't just had an argument with herself in her head. She caught Jac's eye and nodded towards the door, indicating that she wanted to talk to Jac outside. She saw Jac tell Sacha something and she stood up, as did Mo. Where she was going to start with trying to work out Jac she had no idea.

Is anyone reading this? Because I think it's really bad... I'm sorry guys to anyone who is reading this because everyone is out of character and some of this makes no sense what so ever. It's late and I'm tired, so sorry for mistakes. I'm not at home and took mum ages to bring the laptop in, so I would have updated sooner, but couldn't. Please review :)xx