So I wrote this today and whilst I don't know exactly what I want to happen, I know I want to continue at some point... Let me know your thoughts as always and whether you would like to read more.

I guess this first bit is sort of like a prologue...

Jada Elise was almost two years old and whilst there weren't a lot of things that she knew about life there were definitely some things that she did know…

She knew that where she lived was very special, it was very sunny and it almost never rained but when it did, she really enjoyed going out and jumping up and down in the big puddles.

She knew that she loved playing on the beach that was practically her back garden and she knew that her Mummy really loved it too, even if Mummy just sat there with her shades on and tried to get "Nice n Brown."

She knew that Mummy loved her very very much and she also knew that she had a Daddy and a big brother. A Daddy that lived far away mind but a Daddy that loved her just as much as Mummy (She knew this because Mummy made sure she told her it, every single day.)

Jada also knew that her Mummy worked very hard at a big office and that was why she had to go to Butterflies four days a week.

Butterflies Day Care was a place of pure joy and Jada loved it there.

Her mother was sceptical at first, leaving the most precious thing in her world, in the care of others wasn't an easy task for any woman but it was especially hard for Jada's Mum, because Jada was one of the only good things that she'd ever done and she was extremely protective of her.

She almost thought against it that first day. She almost called up her new boss and said that she couldn't take the job after all but in the end, she did it. She drove the ten minute or so drive to the Nursery and even though those first few days were full of screaming and tears, it was clear that Jada really did enjoy her time there and that being there was going to be just what she needed.

Jada had been attending Butterflies Monday to Thursday for almost a year now and unless she was ill, her Mum made sure that she was there everyday, to have fun, to play with her new found friends and to learn more about the world that she lived in.

Jada had shoulder length, chocolate brown hair and a smile that matched her father's.

It was cheeky, almost like a ray of sunshine and was the kind of smile that made her mother fall in love with it every single time.

Jada was a cheerful little girl. Carefree and content, just like any twenty three month old should be at that age and apart from the odd tantrum, she was a complete joy to be around... everyone said so, not just her doting mother.

Jada especially loved singing, dancing and drawing, qualities which she had inherited from neither of her parents. Her Mum also couldn't work out where she got her love for books from but she made sure that she read to her, every single night without fail. She also told Jada that her Grandad loved books and that maybe one day they could read a book together.

She went to pick Jada up on a Thursday evening and was greeted at the door by one of Jada's favourite members off staff, who ironically was a man and someone who Jada was probably desperately missing in her life.

His name was George and he was an utter delight. He had dark hair and a cheery disposition, one which seemed to match Jada's personality perfectly.

"Hi Carla… how are you today?" George said, as he walked with Carla towards the Caterpillar room which was were Jada was.

"Good thanks…" Carla nodded with a smile, "Listen Jada's not going to be ere for a couple of weeks… we're on holiday." She said as George opened the door to the Caterpillar room.

"Oh really?" He asked, looking sad as he looked at Jada, who was sat on the floor surrounded by blocks of Duplo, she was building a tower and had a look of serious concentration on her face as she did it. "Awww I'm gonna miss her." George said to Carla as she went over to the pegs which were on the wall. She picked up Jada's bright yellow backpack and matching yellow cardigan and said

"I know… n she'll miss you n all… so much but don't worry we'll be back before you know it." Carla was now smiling at Jada who had gotten up onto her feet and kicked down the tower. She shrieked with glee as the blocks went flying in lots of different directions and one of her peers, who had been playing alongside her laughed too, obviously highly amused at the effect Jada's kick had had on the bricks which were once standing strong in front of them.

"So where are you going? Anywhere nice?" George asked, as Carla came back and stood next him, Jada was jumping up and down excitedly but then she stopped in mid air when she saw that her Mum was in the room.

"Mummy!" She cried, running towards her with her arms flailing. Even though she loved her time as a "Caterpillar", Jada was always thrilled to see her Mum and never wasted a moment in showing her how pleased she was to see her.

"Hi baby!" Carla cried, bending down so that her little girl could run right into her arms. "I missed you."

"Missed you." Jada nodded, brushing her nose against her mother's and then putting her head onto her chest. Carla held her close as she felt her daughters tiny arms go as far around her body as far as they could.

The weather in L.A was still rather decent, even in November so Jada was dressed in a pair of light blue jeans and a white T-Shirt as her Mum put on her cardigan and told her to say goodbye to her friends because she wasn't going to see them for a while.

As Jada got down to give some adorable hugs to her little companions, Carla explained to George about where they were going and that she was sure they would be back in two weeks. George and the other Caterpillar staff also said their goodbyes to Jada and on the way out of the building, she looked up at her Mum and asked,

"Mummy where we going?" Now this wasn't because Jada thought that something was up, it wasn't because she had noticed her mother's nervous tone or because she had heard, George wish them a safe flight but it was because asking that question was a part of her routine.

Each time Carla picked her up, Jada would ask where they were going and sometimes her Mum would say that they were going home, sometimes she'd say they were going to see Auntie Susie or sometimes she would say they were going to the beach or the park but today... well today Carla couldn't say any of that.

Today she said,

"We're going to go on a plane baby."

"Plane?" Jada repeated as her Mum picked her up so that she could carry her over to her car safely.

"Yes… a plane… you've never been on one of those before ave you darlin?" Carla said, unlocking her car door before putting little Jada into her car seat. Jada shook her head at her Mum as she closed the door and left her for a moment to ponder about this Plane that she knew went high up in the sky.

"Susie coming in the plane?" Jada asked, as her Mum opened the door to the drivers seat and got in.

"No… Auntie Susie isn't coming… just me n you babe." Carla said, "But guess what, we're going all the way to England… so that means you can see Auntie Chelle… would you like that?"

"Yes please." Jada nodded precociously, she knew Auntie Chelle from her Mummy's ipad and computer and she liked talking to her very much.

"And also…" Carla said anxiously, "You can also see Daddy… if you want."

"Daddy?" Jada repeated, her green eyes were now wide at the mention of this person that she had heard of so many times but had never actually met… well not by her recollection anyway.

"Yes Jada… we're going to see Daddy." Carla said, and with that she started the engine.

She took a deep breath, before she lifted the hand break and began to drive towards the airport.

She passed her and Jada's home on the way there and even though a huge part of her wanted to forget all about this stupid idea, She kept her nerve knowing that it was time for her to go back.

It had been almost two years since she had left, two years since she had given birth and since he had promised her that he would stay by her side... both of their sides in fact.

Two years since he had promised, he'd do better, two years since he almost immediately broke that promise and two years since Carla had decided to leave Weatherfield for good.

She couldn't stay, not if he was going to start letting her down again, not now there was something so precious that now depended on them both.

She wasn't sure what exactly it was that had made her decide that now was the right time to go back there... for a visit not for good, definitely not for good.

She just decided this morning and booked their flights.

She just walked into her boss' office and ask for two weeks off which he granted because since she had been there a year, she hadn't taken a single day of holiday.

She had then gone home, packed a suitcase for her and a little Minnie Mouse one for Jada, who had no idea that she was going to get another stamp in her pretty much unused passport.

She wasn't sure what what happened when they arrived.

She wasn't sure what he would say when she got there or even if they would be welcome.

From what Michelle had told her, a hell of a lot had changed since she had left and she wasn't sure if going back was going to be something that she would soon come to regret.

There was only one thing right now that Carla was sure of... It was time for Jada Elise Barlow... to see her father again.