Chelsea pov

Funerals are so boring. Like, what's even the point? Let's just stick a guy in a box and chuck him down a hole innit???

Vovvy's pov

After I heard about Prince Rocco's death, I decided to pass a new law.

The name Rocco is now banned in France. If you want to be called Rocco then it's just tough titties.

***

4 months later

Gaz' pov

I'm chillaxing in the garden, planting some new roses for wife. The sky is a lovely shade of blue, and the gentle sun beats down on my skin.

God, I love my wife.

Ava stumbles out of the house, and helps me by digging a very large hole. She is only 3 years old. She is just like me fr.

I continue my chillax, when I hear a shout from within in the house.

"Gary! Come quick!"

Tiffany sounds panicked. Oh my god is the baby coming?! I run inside.

"What?!" I ask.

"I dropped the pen on the floor. Can you get it for me?" She asks, smiling sweetly.

I sigh. "Alright, Tiff, I'll get it for you."

"Thanks, babes."

I bend down to pick up the pen. She smacks my bum like a drum.

"Tiffany Noa Rennell. You are 5 minutes away from going into labour, you better stop smacking my ass like Cupcakke."

"I'm bored, though. And you're so peachy." She winks.

"This is why you're pregnant, Tiffany." I smile and hand her the pen, placing a hand on her bump. "Not long, hm?"

"Not long at all." she smiles. "I can't wai- ooh!" she pauses, inhaling sharply.

"What? What?!"

She looks up and laughs. "Got you."

I sigh. This is gonna be a long few days.

Carl POV

ok i pull up at Big G and Tiffany's house. I'm surprising my bestie for lifer before the babe is born, so I knock on the door.

Gary opens the door.

"What's up, big fella, eh?" I punch him lightly in the arm, and head inside.

"Don't call me big fella." he mutters under his breath. I ignore him and find Tiffany in the kitchen.

She squeals, bounding up and running over to hug me.

"Carl! You're here!"

"Yes I am! I missed you so much! Look at you!" I smile, pulling away. "You're glowing!"

"Oh, please, I'm hardly a lamp." She smiles. "How long are you here?"

"Oh, just back in town a few weeks. Thought I'd pop in and see the Abbots."

"Rennell." she corrects me. "The Rennells."

"Right." I nod slowly.

Bobby pov

Elise sits down across from me.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure." I reply. I take her hand in mine and kiss it gently. "Always, lass."

"Well, basically...

...I'm pregnant."