Disclaimer: Yeah, like I actually own the show.

A/N: HEYYY! I'm back again! This is the first of a three-parter chapter... whoo! And this is what you've all been waiting for! I meant to post this two weeks back, but I have been really lazy, and not bothered with my fics at all... and I have also been obsessing over Young Dracula and 'Sun Goes Down' by Sydney Rae White...

DDM x Hope you had a happy Christmas, and enjoy your New Year!

*FIVE MONTHS LATER* - MONDAY 11TH DECEMBER 2011

AdamPOV

I opened my eyes, and saw the sun shining gently through the curtains. I hissed at the sight of something bright, but got used to it. I looked around, finding I was at my house, with Kirsty lying next to me. My arm was around her waist, and her head was on my chest. We'd be husband and wife soon.

I yawned, trying to sit up, without disturbing Kirsty. I moved, and so did she; she wasn't a heavy sleeper. Her eyes fluttered open, looking up at me. I smiled.

"Hey," she said, rubbing her eyes.

"Hey, babe,"

"What time is it?" she asked, turning to look at her alarm clock. She sighed, it was probably early.

"No need to worry; Nita's off school, and it's our week off. It's Christmas," I explained.

"Oh, yeah, great," she said, smiling and sinking back into my arms. "Adam?"

"Yeah, what's up?" I asked.

"I'm wondering about the wedding... when do you think will be a good time? It's nearly Christmas," she said.

"What about next week? I know a few people, and I can snap up a venue pretty quick... I know it's a little soon; but I think it'll be okay, seeing as we're the best team in the world..." I said, and she nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I know what job you can get started on right now; the song list for the reception." Kirsty said placing her palm onto my chest. "You can pick up to twenty songs..." she paused. "I hope I won't regret this," she said, looking up at me. "I know you'll do just fine," she smiled.

"Okay, Kirst. Let me get dressed first, though... I can't think straight in my 'jamas," I said getting up. Kirsty put her head back onto the pillow, and smiled.

"Oh, yeah... Just don't pick someone like Nick or Lenny for best man... please?" she begged. I pursed my lips and shook my head, smiling; teasing her. She scrunched up her face and threw a pillow at me, hitting me in the face. I clutched my head in 'pain' as she ran over to me.

"Adam! I'm sorry, I didn't think I threw it that hard!" she cried. I took my hands away from my face, as I was laughing. She noticed I was faking, and slapped me on the arm. "That wasn't fair... I thought I'd hurt you!"

"Yeah, like a stuffed pillow's gonna do anything!" I smirked. I headed into the bathroom as she made her way back into bed.

KirstyPOV

"Adam? You down there?" I asked down the stairs. "Adam?" I looked into our bedroom, and Nita's to see if he was helping her with the homework she'd been given over the winter break.

I looked out of the window and saw that the car had gone. Cheeky bugger...

I made my way downstairs, heading into the kitchen switching the kettle on as I passed it. I noticed a sheet of paper on the side.

It was written in the untidy scrawl that could only be Adam's handwriting which I alone could decipher.

It read: 'I'm out shopping, don't ring me. I've taken Nita too, just to get a few Christmas presents for her. What about these?

-Your Song- Elton John
-Anywhere Else- Olly Murs
-Iris- Goo Goo Dolls
-Wake Me Up- Ed Sheeran
-Mine- Taylor Swift
-Wherever You Will Go- Charlene Soraia
-Fast Car- Tracy Chapman
-I'm Yours- The Script
-Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
-Somewhere Only We Know - Keane

Adam x'

I read through the songs and thought they'd be great for a wedding reception. I got out my phone and quickly texted him, telling him to pick up some butter and some milk. I also added that the songs were great.

I walked over to the armchair and sat down, picking up the remote off the coffee table. I flicked through the channels but found nothing that interested me. I was bored.

I considered going down to the ED to do a little overtime, but Tess' instructions were clear. "You're to stay away from this place, and that's an order. You need a break, Kirsty. I'll make sure Adam stays away too, but he'll probably be glad to be out of here."

I settled down into the small chair, closing my eyes for just a moment, but deciding to keep them shut...

She looked around. She was back in the house she used to share with her, dead, ex-husband. She was stunned by the realisation of where she was. There were footsteps coming up the stairs from the basement. She backed away from the door, afraid of what, or who, would be awaiting her.

She found herself in a corner when the door burst open, almost popping off its hinges. The man stood there before her, his smile like a Cheshire cat's.

"Hey, Kirst," a gruff voice with a Manchester accent breathed.

"Warren."

"Nice to see ya again, you're lookin' good," he laughed. She tried to back up even further away. "Wha' you afraid of Kirst? I won't hurt ya..." Warren had this menacing grin on his face that made Kirsty wince.

"What do you want? Warren?"

"Oh, only a conversation about what happened 'bout eight months ago..." he started.

"You only know it'll end badly. I know that you're a coward, and that you're not the man I fell in love with fifteen years ago!" Kirsty yelled, and Warren winced at her harsh words.

"Don't call me a COWARD!" he yelled, making Kirsty flinch. Warren laughed.

"What?" she asked.

"Yer still the cheatin' cow yer were when I was still alive..." he said moving a step closer every word.

"You mean this isn't real? This is a dream?" she asked. Warren snorted.

"Of course this is a dream, stupid bitch!" he said, lunging for her arm, and holding it tight in his vice-like grip.

"Let go, Warren. You can't hurt me here..." Kirsty said, but was still unsure.

"Shall we test that out then?" he sneered, punching her in the stomach, and watched as she gasped for breath as he winded her.

"Warren... Please... Stop..." she gasped, on her knees in front of him. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled hard so she'd look at him. He smirked at her pain. It was a game of cat and mouse; the cat always played with its food before eating it.

"Let me think? No." He laughed, pulling her up to his level. "You cheated on me, you lied to me, and you sent me to jail for life..." Warren paused for a moment before striking her across the face. Kirsty didn't even bother to protest; it'd be over quicker this way. "I should just kill you now..."

Warren threw her onto the ground, and started throwing blows at her stomach. She tried to move, but he just pushed her head back down onto the cold tiles with a smack.

"Why don't you then?" she spat, flinching again as his face came close to her's. She could feel his breath on her face, as he grabbed her arm, dragging her up with him.

"Because it's much more fun this way," he laughed, and it made Kirsty sick to the stomach thinking about it. There were tears rolling down her face now, as she tried to escape. "You don't deny any of the affairs then?" he smirked, but she shook her head, afraid of the monster before her.

"I never had an affair, Warren, how many times?"

"LIAR! Stop telling me LIES!" he yelled, slapping her across the face again. He seemed to keep hitting and kicking her long after she fell unconscious.

"Kirsty..."

"Kirsty..."

"Kirsty!"

A/N: aaand that's all you're getting 'cause I really can't be bothered... You have no idea how many times I had to re-write that last bit... that was insanely hard...

So... hope you all had a happy Christmas, and enjoy the rest of the year!

P.S. I was also thinking of writing a sequel, but I want to see what you think before I go bounding in again... If that's gonna happen I need to know if you want Kirsty and Adam to have a boy or a girl...

Review? Please?

DennisDaMenace x