So sorry about the wait, i have been so busy with revising, exams and whatever else. Plus i have been so obsessed with Hollyoaks at the moment. Sure it is the saddest thing ever!? I think i have been in tears for the past four episodes! Hope you enjoy...

Brendan's POV.

Just spoke 2 Ste he asked me for a gun. What do I do?

I received this message five days ago and I still can't stop looking at it. I am constantly checking it, I have been hoping it's me imagining it but it's not, the words are etched into my mind so even when im not looking at the text I may as well be. What did Steven want a gun for? He said he would sort this mess out, said he was not going to let Seamus get away with it, is that what this is? Is he planning on using that gun on my dad? I felt a jolt in my stomach at that, but not because of the fact of my dad being shot I couldn't give a shit about him, but the thought of Steven pulling that trigger and ending a life because of me. I killed Danny for Steven but that's different, he would off hurt Steven if I didn't do as he told me too. But Dad has no reason to hurt Steven now that im gone, so why is he planning this? The thought of Steven ending someone's life was making my stomach churn, I knew what it was like, the flashbacks you get as the life drains from them, the nightmares, always looking over your shoulder in case someone came back for revenge, Steven can't have a life like that it would ruin him, he would never rest, he has kids to protect.
I told Joel not to get him one, but it had been five days now and I still hadn't heard anything back other that Steven won't leave him alone, texting and ringing at every chance asking if he gotten one. I know it's only a matter of time before he looks elsewhere, but for now all is good, he doesn't have a gun and besides how is he supposed to do it anyway? How is he supposed to get my dad alone somewhere and kill him without anyone noticing? Then there is the matter of disposing the body, Steven would never be able to do it. My phone beeped, a text from Joel.

Just thought u should know, Chez is going to Southport for the weekend for some business thing. Anyway she has asked Ste to watch Seamus take him out for a couple of drinks and stuff. What u gunna do?

All of a sudden I was alert running round grabbing everything in sight and shoving it into my bag. This was it, why was I so stupid? Steven doesn't need a gun; there are other things that can kill. He will easily be able to get dad alone, the only problem left is getting rid of the body and I bet he doesn't even think about that too caught up in everything else. It would take about a while to get home, if Chez is going away for the weekend that means she will be leaving today. I picked up my phone and booked tickets for the next ferry out of here, 2 hours' time.
As I reached reception I practically chucked the room ket at them before running out of the door towards my car.
I need to get to Steven, now.

Steven's POV.

Cheryl was leaving tonight, so tomorrow would be the best shot at my plan. I had no idea how I was going to do it but I had to think of something because this may be my only chance at getting Brendan back.
I made a little to do list in my head-

- Ask Frankie to babysit the kids tomorrow night.

- Sort the drinks out with Seamus.

- Think of a plan.

Right, well the first two are sorted, I text Chez and she arranged told me to meet Seamus at The Dog at 8, and I rang Frankie and after a lot of persuading including free food and drinks for two weeks she agreed. Now was the matter of sorting out a plan of action.

The more I thought about it the easier it all seemed, go to The Dog and get Seamus drunk, that way he would need someone to take him home, their being my excuse to get him alone, then when we are inside there was the matter of doing the dirty work. With no gun there was only a few options, knife, something heavy on the head, pills. I will think of something.

That night when I went bed it should have been difficult to sleep, I should have been tossing and turning thinking about what I was planning on doing tomorrow, but I wasn't, it was the first time since Bren had gone that I actually managed to get a decent night sleep, pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow my eyes drooped as I fell into a deep sleep, perhaps it was because this time tomorrow it will all be over.