Chapter Two

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Leaving her office behind she hurried to Thomas Battersea school. She was worried about what had happened to her son. The only thing she'd been told was that he'd slipped on the ice and hurt his wrist. Still, as a mother, she couldn't help but worry about him. Hurrying inside she ran to the nurses' station near the administrators' offices.

"Hey, little man?" Kate asked, crouching down in front of him as he cradled his arm on a pack of ice. "Mummy." he cried, holding his hand out to her as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I know little man," she whispered, picking him up and resting him on her arm.

"What happened?" she asked one of his teachers as she walked up to her with an apologetic look on her face.

"He slipped during break on a piece of Ice." The teacher told the worried mother with a comforting tone as she placed a kiss on the side of her son's head. "I'll go and get his arm checked," Kate told the teacher, she'd had the same happen to her when she was younger, so she knew it could be broken.

She promised the teacher that she'd let her know what the result was and headed off to St. Mary's Children's hospital in Paddington.

Two hours later they left the A&E with a sprained wrist and a soft cast around his wrist for now. Hopefully, with some rest, he'd be out of the cast within the month. That was if he managed to keep it easy for now, which would certainly be a challenge. So far they'd been lucky that Arthur hadn't broken a single thing yet or had been sick a lot. But their luck had run up. It seemed he wasn't as accident prone as his mother.

Just now that she'd laid eyes on his father again he had an accident. If that wasn't a bad omen, she wasn't sure what was? When she arrived home, she parked her car in front of her house and took her son out of the car. She wasn't even in completely in the house yet when Catherine called her having heard what happened from George. She told her about her day and Kate assured her that no matter what she could always count on them.

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At the rehearsal studio's Glen and the lads were taking a small break from their rehearsals. They were doing their usual thing, checking their social media accounts. Rummaging through the kitchenette, going to the loo. Glen was sat behind his drum kit, going over some music sheets when Danny called him over.

"Glen, look at his,"Danny noted as Glen got up and went to look over his shoulder to see him scrolling through their twitter. Apparently, there was a buzz about something new news which had been announced about the impending Royal Wedding.

Scanning through the comments of their fans, he couldn't help but get confused. Apparently, the bridesmaids and pageboys had been announced. And according to their friends, one of the page boys looked a lot like Glen. "Are there pictures with the announcement?" Glen wondered, wanting to see this for himself, wanting to see the reason behind the buzz of their fans. They didn't have to search for long, with all the pictures being over Social Media and such.

"Yes," Mark noted as he got up and headed over to them, his computer leaning on his arm. Looking at the pictures on the DailyMail site there was the mini version of him. He was dressed in a school uniform it seemed.

"What the?" Glen cursed, squinting his eyes and shaking his head in disbelief. It got even more confusing when Danny scanned through the article, naming each and every child in the wedding party.

"Arthur Stevens, four and a half. Son of Dr Katerine Stevens. Head curator of the Geological department at the Natural History Museum." Danny read out loud as Glen felt the floor sinking away from underneath him as he sunk onto a chair beside Danny. There was a boy look exactly like him, the son of a woman he'd been infatuated by for the last few years. He didn't believe in that many coincidences.

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