14 days later.

"Babe we're getting married after tomorrow!" Tina exclaimed. It was Thursday the 21st of November, just two days away from the magic.

"Ugh.. ugh?" Tommy groaned, half in a deep slumber. The sound of Joey crying brought him back up to his senses.

"Eh! Get up, sleepy head. Joey wants a cuddle." Tina peered over the cot, and picked up the delicate baby. As Tommy sat up, Tina handed Joey over. He folded his arms round the cute baby and whispered softly. Tina smiled. "I'll get some breakfast."

When Tina closed the door behind her, Tommy immediately placed Joey on Tina's pillow and opened his underwear draw - the one place Tina would never go. He rummaged to the bottom and pulled out a bottle of pills. He desperately popped them out, one by one. He swallowed four dry.

"Hey, Nick." Tommy called to his boss, as he entered the Bistro.

"Hey. How's Joey?"

"Doing good. He hardly wakes us up aha!"

"Ah, more than I can say for some." Nick cocked a thumb over to a table, revealing both Katy and Chesney looking worn out. "You should have a word with them. After all, you don't start for another five minutes."

Tommy was didn't look back when he walked over to Katy and Chesney. He took a seat. "Alright guys?"

It took a fair few seconds until Katy lifted her head up. "Yeah, we're fine." She said. Tommy raised an eyebrow. "Okay... our Joseph's been keeping us awake for ages! We haven't had a proper night's sleep in ages."

"Tell the world why don't you-"

"It's fine, really!" Tommy interjected. "I came over here to see how you were doing. For the first few days when Joey got home, he had Cow & Gate. But he wouldn't stop crying!"

"Yeah, me and Ches use Cow & Gate."

"Well, me and Tina decided to switch to breast milk. Tina was getting along fine with it, and Joey sleeps a lot longer now. Hey, maybe you should try it."

Ches looked at Katy hopefully. "Good idea. Thanks mate."

"Yeah, thanks Tommy. We'll give it a try!"

Tommy walked off and started cleaning some beer glasses.

Tina collapsed on the sofa and scrolled through the TV guide looking for her favourite show, Emmerdale. Unfortunately it wasn't on. Tired and slightly dejected, Tina threw herself on her and Tommy's bed. She lay on the left (Tommy's side. She often laid there, thinking of him, then snapping out of the cheesy state she was in) and gazed straight in front of her. The bedside cabinet. She noticed it was leaning forward slightly, looking as if it was about to fall over.

Realising something must be lodged behind it, she rolled of the bed and moved the bedside cabinet towards her. Mouth dropping, a bottle fell fifteen centimetres to the ground, from where it was once held against the wall. She hurriedly grasped the bottle and read the label. It was a strong Paracetamol medication. Turning the bottle round, she saw the date and details.

7 NOV 12

CAUTION: NO MORE THAN 2 TO BE CONSUMED PER 24 HOURS

CONTAINS: 108 PARACETAMOL PILLS

Shell-shocked, and quite frankly confused, Tina did the thing any girlfriend would do. Panic. She fled the bedroom and plonked herself on the chair, nearly tripping over the bin along the way. She carefully poured the contents of the bottle on the table, making sure none fall on the floor by cupping her hands around them. One by one, she counted them...

16. Working out on different pieces of paper, Tommy on average took 6 of the bitches a day, 4 over the recommended.