Silence.
It could be a good thing but also a bad.
Jacob was sorting out grace. Which just left connie to sort herself out.
They had been back in holby for a week now and they all regretted coming back.
Connie had an hour to get ready for work. She stripped off and jumped into the shower.
She walked under the hot water and just concentrated on the water running down her body. She stood there for a good couple of minutes then washed her hair and body them jumped out.
She wrapped a towel round her self and one round her head and headed for her room.
She heard the tv blurring and the toast popping up down stairs. She walked into her room and sat in front of her mirror to blow dry her hair. Then got up and walked into her walk in wardrobe and picked out a pair of black waist high trousers and a white baggy blouse and her famous loubotins. She got changed and headed down the stairs with her hair sat just below her shoulders.
She got to the sitting room to see grace watching TV. She went into the kitchen to find Jacob staring at his phone.
"Morning! What's up Jacob?" Said Connie
"Urm nothing I can't handle" he said with a weak smile. He knew he had to tell her some day
"No! Somethings up you haven't been right since Christmas day. What's the matter Jacob?"
"My ex-girlfriend wants to see me again because Gemma is missing me" he said flatly.
"Wait re-wind is Gemma your ex?" Said Connie with a puzzled look.
"No.... Gemma's my.. Urm.. Oh stuff it... Gemma is my 13 year old daughter and my ex is called Jocelyn but everyone calls her Jo. Anyway they want to meet up over the weekend" he said looking up at Connie.
Connie just stood there in silence. But this silence was bad it wasn't like the silence when she was in the shower. She didn't move. She was just in utter shock.
"Say something sweet cheeks" he said pleadingly
"No! Don't you dare call me that!" She said. Connie dropped her loubutins on the floor and ran up to her room. She didn't close the door. She just went up to the window and stood there with her her arms crossed. Trying to hold back the tears. How could Jacob not tell her he had a bloody daughter.
Connie heard the door of her bed room shut. Jacob came up behind her and went to rub the left side of her back but she gasped and held her breath and flinched away. That's when Jacob remembered the scrars.
"Sorry" said Connie "go.. Go and see your daughter.. I'm not stopping you" she said as a tear spilled down her face. She was still looking oiut the window.
"Hey I never said I wanted to go!" Said Jacob
Connie spun round "why not I'm mean she's your daughter" Connie looked him in the eye.
"Because grace will be more of a daughter to me then my Gemma will ever be!" He said. Connie knew he was serious.
She turned round and walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge with her head in her hands.
Jacob sat down next to her.
"So now what you just ignore them?" She said
"Yes" he said "and we get on with our lives and don't forget we have a wedding to plan!!"
They pair of them smiled and Connie lent her head on his shoulder.
"You are one lucky man you know that right" she said.
