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I know what its like, with all these tests going on. grr exams

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hey guys, will try & do some more late 2nite when i've finished workin. grrr...i'd much rather be writin hollyoaks fics than revising!!

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Chapter twenty-seven

“I’m back!!!" yelled Louise, as she walked into Evissa.

“Louise!! How was Spain!” squeaked Carmel. “You look dead tanned!!” Louise flopped down on the sofa. She was wearing platform shoes and a loose white dress, which contrasted against her tanned skin. Her hair was pulled back, showing her dangly earrings.
“It was amazing! It was really relaxing, and the hotel was perfect!”

“Awww, that sounds lovely! What did you do?”
“Hmm, not much – just sunbathed by the pool most of the time”, said Louise.
“Oooh you lucky thing”, said Carmel.
“How have things been here?” asked Louise.
“We’ve managed just fine, haven’t we Niall?” said Carmel.

“Yep – nothing for you to worry about”, said Niall.
“That’s what I like to hear!” said Louise, smiling. “Are we busy today?”

“Not really”, said Carmel.
“Right, well I’m going to be doing the books all day”, said Louise.
“You’re not working are you?” said Carmel, shocked.
“Ugh, not you as well! I’ve had this all weekend from Warren”, said Louise, rolling her eyes.
“Well you are pregnant!” said Carmel.
“Yeah, but if I have to sit in the flat all day doing nothing, I’ll go crazy!”
“She’s pregnant Carmel, she’s not dying”, said Niall.
“Thank you!” said Louise. “Right – I better make a start on the books”, she said, walking into the office.

Carmel looked at Niall. “I really don’t think she should be back at work”, she said.
“Yeah well it’s up to her isn’t it”, said Niall.
“I s’pose”, said Carmel.

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“Everything’s fine, you don’t have to worry”, said Louise, on the phone to her mum. “Yes – Warren’s looking after me.”
“Yeah, I’ve had some morning sickness, but other than that it’s been fine.”
“Ok – so I’ll see you next week.”
“Ok, love you lots! Bye mum.”

Louise hung up, and pulled the books out of the drawer. It wasn’t her favourite job, but she knew it had to be done. She opened the accounts for last month. She frowned, seeing that they’d already been done. She flicked through the pages, looking at the figures for takings. 20 grand for last month? The salon never took more than 10. She looked closer at the handwriting – it was Warren’s. Suddenly Carmel burst in. “Louise, here’s your tea. Everything ok?”

“Um...yeah, fine”, said Louise. “Thanks, Carmel.”

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“I thought we were going to take it easy for a bit”, said Warren. He sat in his office, with his feet on the desk.
“I know, but mate...this is a deal you can’t refuse”, said Carl. “There’s another 50 grand each in this, easy.”
“Yeh, but what’s the risk?”
“Minimal. It’s just getting the stuff over here, then we’re plain sailing.”
Warren looked away, spinning his keys around in his hand. About twenty seconds later, he looked at Carl. “I’m in.”

“I thought you might be!” said Carl. “Right, I gotta be off – I’ll talk to you later yeah?”
“Yeh, see you later”, said Warren. He followed Carl out into the bar, and opened a bottle of beer.

Carl walked out of The Loft, past Max, Dom and Tony, who stood outside.
“If you need any back-up, just one-bell me, ok?” said Dom.
“Yeah, we’re right behind you mate”, said Tony. “And listen, don’t let him mess you about ok? This place is worth at least 300 grand.”
“Yeah, he can’t boss us about”, said Dom.
“Ok lads – I’ll see you in a bit”, said Max grimly. He opened the door to The Loft and walked upstairs.

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“Long time no see”, said Warren, pouring Max a drink. “Your mates have been hassling me all month.”
“I didn’t ask them to”, said Max.
“So what’s up?” said Warren, sitting on a bar stool next to Max. “Had any more thoughts about my offer?”
“Yeah”, said Max. “And it’s too low.”
Warren laughed. “Are you serious?”
“Warren – we both know this place is worth three times what you’re offering.”
“Yeh, and we both know that if I buy it, you’ll be 100 grand in cash better off than if you sign it over to Claire”, said Warren. “Do you really want her getting her dirty little hands on it?”

Max sighed. “You know – I worked really hard to make this place what it is.”
Warren looked away. “Yeh, well that’s business.”
Max shook his head. “What, being screwed over?”
Warren looked at him. “Look, what do you want me to say? Life’s a beach?”
“That b*tch wants to take me for everything I’ve got”, said Max.
“So don’t let her!” said Warren. “Stand up for yourself!” Max looked away in thought. Then he slowly reached out his hand.
“It’s a deal”, he said. “100 grand and it’s yours.”
Warren grinned. “I knew you’d see sense eventually”, he said. “You’ve done the right thing.”

Suddenly Tony and Dom raced up the stairs, followed by Louise. “What’s going on?” said Tony.
Warren rolled his eyes. “Here we go. Dumb and dumber.”
“Forget it lads – I’ve got rid of this place”, said Max.
“What?! How much for?!”
“100 grand”, said Max.
“Are you mad?!” said Tony. He looked at Warren. “You know that’s an unfair price.”
“Look, it’s Max’s choice”, said Warren. “Now if you don’t mind gentlemen, I’ve got stuff to do. See you later”, he said to Max.
Max followed Tony and Dom downstairs.

Louise walked over to Warren. “What’s going on?”
“I’ve just bought The Loft”, said Warren.
“Yeah, and Max has been completely ripped off!”
Warren looked away. “Who cares? 100 grand for this place, it’s the deal of the century.”
“It’s worth way more than that, Warren!”
“Yeh, exactly!”
Louise looked away, annoyed. “I need to talk to you.”
“What’s up?” said Warren.
“The books in Evissa. That’s how you’re getting rid of all your drug money isn't it?”

“What?”
“Warren – you told me...you promised me, that things were going to be different!”

“And they will”, said Warren. “I just need to get rid of this extra cash, make it legit.”
“Oh yeah, there’s always one more job, one more deal, isn’t there?” shouted Louise. “When’s it going to stop?!! I’m having your twins Warren – does that mean nothing to you?!”
“It means everything to me! You know that!”
“No Warren, I don’t. You have to show me. Prove it to me.”
“How?”
“Stop the dealing, go straight.” Warren looked down. “Please, Warren!” Louise walked over to him and put her hands on his chest. “Do it for me, for our girls!” Warren took her hands in his.
“Ok”, he said. “I promise.”
"Thank you", said Louise, putting her arms round him. Warren hugged her back distractedly. What about the deal with Carl?

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Chapter twenty-eight

A couple of months later, Warren stood in his office. He opened the safe and pulled out a packet. He took out the contents – wads of £50s. He counted them – there was about 65 grand cash. He smiled to himself. Suddenly his phone rang – it was Louise.

“Warren, I’m going into labour!!”
Warren’s heart leapt. “Ok babe – I’ll come now.
“I love you!”
“I love you”, said Warren, hanging up. He grabbed his jacket and ran downstairs. As he was about to open the door, there was a knock. He opened the door quickly. “Now’s not a good time”, he said, pushing past the woman and two men who stood there.

The woman laughed. “I’m afraid that’s too bad. Warren Fox?”
Warren frowned. “Yeh?”
“DI Smith”, said the woman, holding up an id card. “A Mr Sean Kennedy was shot a few months ago in Manchester, in connection with a drug deal. I’d like to ask you some questions.”

Warren swallowed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about”, he said. “And my girlfriend’s about to go into labour, so if you don’t mind.”
“If you’re not going to co-operate then we’ll continue this down at the station”, said the woman. “Warren Fox, I’m arresting you on suspicion of dealing class A drugs. You do not have to say anything unless you wish to, but anything you do say may be given in evidence.”
“What?!! I told you, I don’t know anything about it!!” yelled Warren, as the two men grabbed him, handcuffed him and led him out of The Loft. “Get off me!!”

Louise stood in the doorway of the Evissa flat with Carmel, waiting for a taxi to take her to hospital. She looked up and saw Warren. “Warren!!” she shouted, running to him. “What’s happened? Where are they taking you?!”
“Babe – it’s ok, I’ll be out in a few hours”, said Warren, as they shoved him into the police car.

“No!!” yelled Louise, as tears streamed down her face. “Let him go!!”
“I’m afraid that won’t be possible”, said the policeman.
“Come on Louise”, said Carmel, gently. “He’ll be out in a few hours, we need to get you to hospital.”
“No!! Where are you taking him?!” yelled Louise, as the detective got in the car. “Please, Warren – don’t go!!”

Warren looked at Louise through the window of the car. “Sorry”, he mouthed, as the car sped off.

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Chapter twenty-nine

Warren kicked the door of his cell violently, then spat on the ground. A policeman walked up to the door. “Everything alright?”

“When am I going to get out of here?!!” yelled Warren, punching the door with his fist. He paced up and down, like a caged animal. Eventually he sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands, thinking about Louise. He wanted so badly to be with her that it physically hurt. Tears of frustration slid down his cheeks. He lay down on the bed. There was nothing he could do except wait, wait until they realized they’d made a huge mistake. He thought about Louise, wondered if the twins were ok. It made his heart beat faster when he thought about how he would be a dad by now. Louise was so beautiful, the moment he’d seen her he’d fallen deeply in love with her. Now he was finally with her, he couldn't lose her. He closed his eyes, thinking back to when they first met.

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“It’s good to have you back mate”, said Warren, clinking his bottle against Sean’s.
“It’s good to be back”, said Sean, grinning. “Cheers.”
“So, how was London?” asked Warren.

Sean smiled. “It was ok – the usual. Oh, there is one thing though.”
“Oh yeh?”
“I got engaged.”
Warren laughed suddenly, so his beer came spraying out of his mouth. “What?!!”

“I’m engaged!”
“You went back to England for two months and you’re engaged?!”
“Yes!”
“But you don’t do relationships, remember?” said Warren. “What happened to a new bird every night?”
“That was before”, said Sean. “Before I met Louise.”
Warren grinned. “Louise? So what’s she like?”

“Well, she’s clever, smart, gorgeous, and posh”, said Sean, smiling.
“What would a bird like that want with a bloke like you”, said Warren.

“Good question”, said Sean. “So is it ok if she moves in with us?”
“Yeh course!” said Warren. “It’s not like she’ll be staying long is it?”
“What do you mean?”
“I give it two weeks mate”, said Warren, grinning.
“Nah, there’s something about this girl”, said Sean. “She’s different.”
“So a month, tops”, said Warren. Sean laughed.
Suddenly his mobile rang. “Damn it, I gotta meet Chris”, he said. “I won’t be back til late tonight either – do you fancy going out tomorrow?”

“Yeh, sounds good”, said Warren. “See you later mate.” As he headed back to the flat, he smiled in disbelief. How could Sean be engaged? Before he’d gone back to London for a few months, he’d slept around like it was going out of style. Warren grinned, looking forward to meeting Louise. She must be pretty naïve to fall for Sean’s lines, he thought.

He reached the flat and turned the key. As he stepped inside, he heard music, a strange song like something from the 1950s. He walked quietly down the corridor, to Sean’s bedroom. The door was ajar, and he looked into the room.

A girl with long, light brown hair, almost to her waist, stood in a denim miniskirt and a bra. Her skin was tanned, and she was half-unpacking, half-dancing round the room, listening the record. Warren looked at her. So this was Louise? She was...gorgeous, he thought. He watched her swaying gently to the music, unable to look away. He felt chills going up and down his spine. She was so beautiful.

“Come with me, my love, to the sea, the sea of love...I wanna tell you, how much I love you...”

It seemed like time stood still as he gazed at her, mesmerised. Suddenly there was a crackling and the record came to an end. Warren pulled back from the door quickly, and walked down the corridor to the kitchen. Louise skipped over to the record player and placed the needle at the beginning again. Then she opened the bedroom door and walked into the kitchen.

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