John was sat next to mickie she was in his hoodie she used all those years ago when she fell in the ocean, she doesn't think he remembers but he does. Mickie was in a lot of pain but she was trying not to show her guests but John new by the way every so often her face would show she had pain but it go as quick as it appeared. Or the way she'd move slightly and hold her breathe as she did it.

Mickie stood up and smiled politely as she went to her kitchen John gave it a few seconds before following.

"he's so in love with her" Chris said

"that's obvious" Kelly said


John leant on the door frame of the kitchen watching mickie leaning her hands on the work top looking down.

"you should take something" John said softly

"im fine" Mickie said softly turning to him

"no your not" John said "they may believe you but I dont"

mickie took a deep breathe

"that was mine" John said softly "i gave it you the day you fell in the water"

mickie smiled softly "you were like my knight in shining armour that day"

"idiot in tin foil maybe" John said and they both chuckled at his lame joke which they both found amusing

"how's your parents" mickie asked softly

John nodded "yeah there good, busy, grace is getting married next week, so there getting everything ready"

mickie smiled softly "really? Aww"

"how's, gammy" mickie asked tentatively knowing the women was old last time she sore her and she didnt know whether, she was, still with us or not.

John chuckled "yeah she's good still going strong"

mickie smiled "dare I ask about the dog"

"he has a name" John said with a soft smile "stewie is fine"

"shame" mickie said with a small joking smile

"you should come to graces wedding"

"why?" mickie asked

"because im asking you to" John said he looked up into her eyes "be my date?" he said

"i um" mickie didnt know what to say, it was so left field "i don't think I should go John, after last time"

"they don't hate you if that's what you think, they understood why you left, please, I don't want people coming up to me and going oooh look at gracey getting married and your not even seeing anyone" John said then shrugged "pretend for old times sake"

"im not pretending again, not after last time" mickie said

"dont pretend then"

"i" mickie just stopped talking and John looked down

"sorry I shouldn't of asked" he then left leaving mickie feeling terrible, she'd just embarrassed him even more

randy came in and mickie went to leave "wait" randy said "he seems sad what happened"

"he wanted me to pretend to be his date at his sisters wedding" mickie sighed "i said I wouldn't do it after last time then he said don't pretend and I didnt know what to say so he just left"

"do you want to be his date?" he asked

mickie shrugged

"what does that mean"

"i don't know, I don't know what I want any more" mickie looked down at her fingers fiddling with the bottom of the hoodie she was wearing "i thought I wanted a family, yanno husband a few kids, look how that turned out though"

"mickie" randy said "your seriously not gonna go after everything you've ever wanted just because of your ex and what he did, not every guy beat women mickie"

mickie shrugged "you find it hard to trust people after something like that"

"you do know john's crazy about you right" mickie looked up at the man she used to call one of her closest friends "mickie seriously? It's obvious, just by the way he looks at you, look if you don't want to date him because your scared whatever, just tell him, he still hasn't moved on from that weekend, and if you don't want him you need to tell him so he can finally move on"

mickie processed randy's words as she sat down back in the living room she didnt even noticed John had moved so he wasn't by her any more, mickie sat quietly the whole night just thinking about what she wanted. She would laugh at peoples jokes and make it look like she was listening when she wasn't, she would nod her head at the right times and laugh at the right times.

But she sat very quietly just thinking, try to figure out what she wanted, for her, and for her son.