I wake up as we pass a bump, that was a funny dream.

"Why did you keep saying Jemma and Alicia during your sleep? What were you dreaming about?" Jack asks.

"Nothing." I quickly answer, probably way too quickly.

We sit in silence, as he parks in a garage then a red Mini Cooper parks alongside, that's mine.

"Conor's in it." I speak my mind.

"I know, he offered." He tells me, I nod quite embarrassed.

"It's okay baby, now the moving van Josh parked. (I don't know if josh has a drivers license but hey?)

I nodded, Jack got out of the car, lifting me up swiftly.

Staring into his eyes, as he walks into the house.

Then he places me down, Conor and Jack coming in with a mattress and a box.

Jack opened it to get a set of sheets, a duvet with covers on, four pillows.

Then I helped to make the bed, flopping straight down onto the mattress, I quickly and easily dozed off into a deep comfortable sleep on the mattress, knowing I'm not getting much sleep this evening.