𝐈 𝐁𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐒

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

|| 8th August 2013

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Gabby retuned back to Walford, her appearance had completely changed. She original honey blonde hair was now dyed a tad darker and had lost a lot of weight since she was last seen. She jumped out of a taxi, Fatboy waiting for her outside the flat with the biggest grin on his face. Gabby ran over to him and hugged him tightly, kissing him softly.

Fatboy's eyes widened in surprise at Gabby's transformed appearance. His grin widened even more as he saw her, feeling a rush of emotions. He embraced her tightly, savoring the moment of their reunion. "Gabby," he whispered softly, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and affection. He gently pulled away from the hug to take in her newfound brunette hair and slimmer figure. "You look amazing," he said, his eyes gleaming with genuine appreciation.

"I feel amazing" Gabby spoke, practically skipping upstairs. "Where's my babies, eh?" Gabby grinned, walking into the flat.

Fatboy followed close behind, his smile never leaving his face. He watched lovingly as Gabby skipped upstairs, her excitement contagious. "They're in the living room," he replied, his voice filled with warmth. "Connie's watching cartoons and Matty's asleep in the crib."

Gabby walked in and noticed how much Connie had changed, she picked her up and hugged her tightly. "Oh I missed you, I missed you so much!" she spoke softly, kissing her head.

Connie squealed with joy as Gabby picked her up, her little arms wrapping tightly around her mother's neck. Her dimpled cheeks widened with a bright smile as she snuggled into Gabby's embrace. "Mama!" she said eagerly, her voice filled with excitement. "I missed you too!" She planted a sloppy kiss on Gabby's cheek, unable to contain her happiness.

Gabby placed her down and ruffled up her hair slightly. "I see Daddy still doesn't know how to do hair" she joked, smirking as she looked up at Fatboy.

Fatboy chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oi, I've been trying my best!" he protested jokingly. "But Connie's hair has a mind of its own." He playfully ruffled Connie's hair again, earning a giggle from the little girl.

"I'm gonna go and see Matty, is he asleep?" Gabby questioned, a small smile on her face.

Fatboy nodded gently, motioning towards the crib where Matty was peacefully asleep, his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath. "Yeah, he just fell asleep, he's been a good lad," he whispered softly, trying not to disturb the peacefulness of the moment.

"And Jase, he looked after him good, yeah?" she spoke, a look of skepticism on her face as she looked over at her son's bedroom.

Fatboy's expression softened as he noticed the skepticism in Gabby's tone. He knew that she had concerns about Jason's ability to take care of their son. He reached out and gently touched her arm, attempting to provide reassurance. "Yeah, he did," he said gently. "Jason took really good care of Matty. He's been a great dad. You can trust him."

Gabby sighed in relief before nodding and making her way over to her son's bedroom, where Matty was fast asleep and holding a Chelsea teddy bear. "Oh, my dad's not gonna be happy..." she giggled, pointing at the teddy bear as fatboy walked into the room.

Fatboy chuckled at the sight of the Chelsea teddy bear in Matty's arms. "Yeah, I don't think your dad would approve," he agreed playfully. "But maybe we can convert Matty into a West Ham fan, eh?" He gave Gabby a teasing smirk, attempting to lighten the mood.

"My dad's a Manchester United fan, god knows what he's gonna get Matty for Christmas" she smirked, stroking Matty's hair. "They've both grown so much..." she stammers, a tear welling up in her eyes.