Ivy's POV

"Yes well, I might." I heard Jensen and Benedict laugh. Sticking my head around the door, I slightly smile.

"Hey..." Benedict looks right up at me, his smile disappearing.

"I'll... leave you two alone." Jensen whispers to Benedict. "Come on Emily. Let's leave the grown ups to talk..." He picks her up, groaning and they disappear from my view.

"Okay..." Benedict breathed.

"Look, I know... we didn't get to start with." I bow my head. "I... I'm sorry." He shakes his head.

"No. It's fine." Benedict wraps his arms around himself. "You just found out some secrets you didn't want to... find out. Unexpected for us."

"I guess so." I simper.

"Are you... officially okay?" He really cared didn't he?

"Yeh... I am... you don't need to keep asking." I chuckle. "It was just a phase."

"I'm sorry too." I frown.

"Why?" Benedict sighs.

"Bad time to spring it on you..."

"Ben, please. You didn't know. No one knew about what happened to us and Liv all those years ago."

"It still isn't right."

"No, I don't care. Okay... it's... There is never a good time for me." I look around. "Everyone I look, I am constantly reminded of Liv." I shrug. "I'm getting used to it. And she'll always be in my heart."

"My God."

"Oh, you have to bring him up?" He chuckles.

"I'm afraid so." Diverting my gaze, I remember what I needed to do.

"Ben, you may want to..." I point at the chairs. "... sit." He frowns and takes a sit with me.

"I have a bad feeling..."

"Look... about Emily."

"What... about her?" He asks uneasily.

"I... want to do a DNA test."

"Pardon?"

"I know it will take some time to sink in... and I realise you are not exactly keen for me to spring on a kid to you."

"Right..."

"I just... want to be sure you know. Not jump to conclusions." Benedict looks away and slowly gets up.

"Can I... think about it?" I smile and nod.

"Course."

"Ms Harper?" A nurse calls me.

"Yes."

"Follow me, I would like you just sign some papers for your discharge." I simper at the nurse and follow her to the desk, as my eyes still follow Benedict's.

Benedict's POV

I didn't know what to think.

It was the next night and I was on my way to help Ivy set up her client's party.

Yesterday's conversation still played on my mind and I knew that Ivy would pester me for an answer.

I'd have to face that like a grown up.

Walking through the door, I brushed my coat.

"Ben!" Ivy cried out and I turned around.

She was wearing a mask.

Oh Lord.

And a dress.

Oh Lordy Lord.

"Hey." Okay, I am speechless. "You look great. Again." She bit her lip.

"As do you Ben. But..." She picked up a box from the table. "... we aren't stars tonight. It'll be the clients. Miss Jones and Mr Hilton will be here within the hour. And... I still have the caterers to come."

"O-okay, and how long will they be?" Ivy took a deep breath.

"About ten minutes. Hopefully." She balances the mask on her head, revealing her kind of pale face.

"You look a bit pale Ivy..."

"Oh." Ivy frowns. "Yeah, I haven't eaten for a while. As soon as I have prepped, I'll eat." She rushed off and I ran up to her.

"You should eat Ivy. We don't want the Queen of all parties to faint before anything has begun." Ivy heaves the box down.

"I'll be good, seriously." Ivy flashes a smile and I knew this wouldn't end well...

Ivy's POV

"Nice party Ms Harper."

"Ivy, please." I shake Mr Hilton's hand.

"I love the idea of marks. It's great Ivy. Thank you." Miss Jones smiles at me. "But, I also hear that someone helped you." I nod.

"Yes he's-"

"Heeeey!" Benedict drapes his arm over my shoulder, a shot in his hand. "This party is rockin'!"

Oh no.

He was drunk.

"It is. Thank you for helping-"

"The King Of Norway!" He laughed as did Mr Hilton. I cringed.

Benedict was a bad drunk.

That is probably why Tom never spoke his drink all those years ago.

"Benedict, his name's Benedict..." I speak through clenched teeth.

"Call me Ben!" He drank the shot and threw himself on Miss Jones.

No, no!

"And let's go!" I grabbed hold of Benedict and carried him into a side room.

"How did we get here?"

"You know I could lose my job?!" I screamed at him, pulling the curtain shut, so no one could see us.

"Whatever!"

"Ben, what is wrong?" I sit him down. "Why are you so drunk? People only drink when-"

"-when they want to drown their sorrows, yes!"

"What are you drowning?" I remove my mask and he removed his.

Something was terribly wrong.

"Well... Ivy... I... the DNA test."

"What about it?"

"I... don't want to know if I have a daughter or not!"

"Wh-"

"I don't even-" He sighs. "I actually like you." I swallow.

No way. "I know I shouldn't say it but, I want to... I l-" His face falls in front of me and I look away.

What the hell just happened?

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