First, thanks to everyone who reviewed. I never thought this fic would be so popular! I mean, twenty five reviews! Wow, guys! And for those who said the last cliff hanger was bad… Sorry, my friends. Also, thanks to my RL friends who read this - your reactions are always priceless!

Secondly, I know everyone said fluff, but after writing my fluff, me and my 'beta' decided that the angst was so much better. Don't worry, you will definitely get fluff eventually. You'll just need to wait a while…

Here's chapter six!

A second passed. She heard footsteps up to the door. Then Flash opened it and stared at Kelly.

It would have been the best moment of Kelly's life if Flash hadn't slammed the door in her face.

"Flash!" Kelly cried, eyes misting over at the rejection. She banged on the door, attracting some strange looks from passers-by. Annabelle and Polly rushed up from where they were hidden across the street; taking Kelly by the arms and slowly easing her away from Flash's apartment. They were silently making evil plans to kill Flash when they heard Kelly muttering. "Why would he want me? I'm nothing special. Why would he love me? No one loves me, why would he?"

Polly and Belle looked at each other, aghast.

"No, Kells, no. Don't say that about yourself. Flash loves you. Remember that."

But nothing they could say would stop Kelly's muttering - it was if she was in a world of her own. Polly and Annabelle guided her slowly towards the tube station. One concerned passer-by stopped the trio. "Is she… you know… okay?" he asked awkwardly.

Polly and Annabelle exchanged looks. "Um… that depends on your definition of okay…" Polly trailed off.

Belle suddenly realised Kelly hadn't stopped with them. Frantically searching for her, she caught sight of her at the top of the stairs to the underground. Quickly she sprinted after her, leaving Polly to apologise to the stranger before rushing after her. Hearts in their mouths, they reached the top of the stairs in time to see Kelly plunge to the bottom.

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Flash sat in his apartment, staring out the window into the street below. He hadn't expected to see Kelly here, of all places. He was only just starting to mend his broken heart, so as soon as he had seen Kelly he had had to shut the door - not before sneaking a look at his unborn child, of course.

He hated it in London. Everyone at work thought he was grumpy and he missed the girls at St Trinians. And Kelly, of course, although the magnitude of the "missing" part was exponential in comparison. Seeing her again, if only for a second, made him realise that however hard he tried he would never get over Kelly; he would never stop loving her.

His phone rang. Picking it up, he barked a gruff "'Lo?" Understandably, he wasn't really in the mood for a long conversation.

"Flash, its Polly."

Flash was astonished. "How the hell did you get my number?"

"That isn't the point. Belle said we had to tell you, Kelly just fell down the stairs and we're on the way to the hospital now."

Flash's heart stopped. "What? Is she okay? Is the baby okay?"

He heard Polly sigh. "Kelly's unconscious. Baby's fine, as far as we know. But why would you care? The only reason she's in this situation is because you rejected her."

Flash's breath hitched. That's what they thought? They though Flash didn't care about Kelly? "Polly, I love her more than anything else in the world. Please, let me come and see her, if only to apologise. Please."

Polly's voice softened slightly. "We're heading towards St. Thomas'. We'll tell them to expect you."

And with that, she hung up.

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"Hello? I'm here to see Kelly Jones?" Flash said breathlessly. He had run up to the reception desk from the car park after driving like a maniac to the hospital, so great was his worry.

The receptionist didn't look up from where she was inspecting her nails. "Room 25, East Wing."

Flash quickly went up the stairs towards the wing. Turning the corner, he came to Room 25. The door was slightly ajar so he looked in. Polly and Annabelle sat on opposite sides of the beds, each holding one of Kelly's hands. Flash knocked on the door lightly, making Polly and Annabelle look up. Polly got up and hugged him. "We missed you, but you have a lot of explaining to do."

Flash half-smiled sheepishly. "I know. I was an idiot." He stopped; his eyes going to Kelly. She lay motionless on the bed.

Seeing Flash staring at Kelly, Belle smiled softly and indicated for him to sit in Polly's recently vacated chair. As he sat down Belle rose and left the room with Polly. Flash was thankful; they could clearly see he wanted a moment alone with Kelly.

Taking her hand, he began to say what had been on his mind since Polly had phoned him. "Kel, I love you. So much. I'm sorry for leaving you, sorry for hurting you, sorry for everything I've ever done wrong. I love you so much, Kel, and I-I never want to leave you again. I don't care if you don't reciprocate, I just want you to know how much I love you." Lifting her hand to his lips, he kissed it softly.

"Aww!" Flash turned and saw Annabelle leaning in the doorway, smiling softly. Walking past her, Polly put a hand on his shoulder. "I guess you'll want to stay here til she wakes up, right?"

Flash nodded. "No way am I leaving."

Polly smirked. "That's what I thought you'd say. In that case, you need to go down to the nurses' station and put your name and details down if you're gonna be staying after visiting hours." Seeing Flash's disgruntled face she laughed. "Go on, it'll only take a few minutes!"

Groaning slightly, Flash stood up. "I'll be back in a minute, then." he announced to the room. Bending over Kelly's hand, he kissed it softly before straightening up and, with a nod to the two girls, leaving the room.

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It couldn't have been any more than a few minutes later when Polly saw Kelly's eyelids flutter. She gripped Kelly's hand. "Kells? Kells, you there?"

Groaning, Kelly's eyes opened. "I feel like I've just been hit by a truck. What the hell happened?"

Squealing with delight, both girls hugged her. "Kells, you'll never believe whose here!" Belle said breathlessly.

"Miss Fritton?"

"Nope."

"Twins?"

"Nada."

"Who?"

The girls exchanged glances. "It's Flash! He came back!" Looking at Kelly, they expected shocked happiness. What they didn't expect was the look of confusion.

"Whose Flash?"