Jimmy POV

"Jimmy what's the matter with you? I called you three times!" Mrs. Hughes hollered.

I laid in the bed face down, depressed and hungover from the fifth night of drinking last night. It's been that long since I last saw Blodwen.

"Hold on Mrs. Hughes." I said groggily.

I dressed and combed my hair.

"Good. You're up." Mrs. Hughes said.

I looked over to see Daniel and Thomas talking. I expected to feel disgusted, but all I felt was regret. They looked so happy, it reminded me of how me and Blodwen and I used to look at each other. Why Jimmy why? How could you be so ignorant?

I hadn't noticed I had been staring so long. "Jimmy. Something I can help you with?

"Uh no. No, you already did." I walked out to the hall. "Mrs. Hughes. Do you think I could go out for an hour?"

"What are we running here? A bed and breakfast?  Everyone always running in and out, only staying for meals. Fine. Just an hour though."She ranted.

I ran out and down the street straight to the bakery.

"Blodwen! I have to tell you something!" I shouted, opening the door. I was grabbed by a tall bloke with blonde hair.

"Who are you?"He spat out.

I tugged my arm away. "I'm Blodwen's boyfriend you ignorant fool!"I answered.

"You mean ex boyfriend." The blubbering idiot returned with.

"Listen here you big oaf!" I poked his chest.

"Who are you calling an oaf you imbecile?!" The tall man yelled.

"What's going on in there? Edward are you still here? I told you I'm not ready to go on a date yet!" Blodwen walked into the front of the store from the kitchen and stopped when she saw me. "Jimmy?" She brightened up but then looked angry. "What are you doing here?"

"Blodwen I need to talk to you for a minute...alone." I gestured to "Edward".

She understood. "Thanks for the mail Edward, but can you leave now?"

"I swear if he hurts you."

"You're not my brother Edward, goodbye. " She waved.

The bell on the door rung as he made his exit.

" Listen, Bloddie. I know what I said last time and I thought I knew what I was talking about. But today, I saw something. Something that changed my mind." I paused.

" What did you see?" She walked closer and uncrossed her arms.

"Us..." She looked at me, confused. "I saw us, in Thomas and Daniel, the way they looked at each other. The way they looked so in love. Thomas was hanging on every one of Daniel's words. The same way I adore each one that comes out of yours. So insanely in love...that nothing else and no one else matters." I reached out to hold her hands, "It made me realize that the past doesn't matter and who you love doesn't matter. All that matters is how much you love them."

She started to cry so I did the only thing I could, I wrapped her in the tightest embrace, never wanting to lose her again.

Daniel POV

"Where is Jimmy?!" Mr. Carson screamed.  "Doesn't that boy know dinner is about to be served?"

" We're taking them up now Mr. Carson,  but we need Jimmy." Thomas said.

"I can do it Mr. Carson." I stood from my chair.

"Just like Mr. Branson did!" Daisy shouted.

"Don't remind me."Carson groaned."Alright Daniel. "He muttered quietly,"Hmph. A chauffeur,  doing the job of a footman."

I walked up the stairs behind Thomas, careful not to slip or fall.

We reached the dining room, no that's not enough. Dining hall more like it.

I laid the food down as I was instructed and stood back waiting to take the plates when they were done.

Lady Mary waved over at me.

"Where's James? I do hope he wasn't let go." Lord Grantham took a bite of the food and looked at Lady Cora when she talked, only half listening. "Don't you agree Robert?"

"Whatever you say Cora." He went back to eating.

Lady Edith spoke. "Who is this?" She pointed to me.

"I'm Daniel O'Connor your ladyship." I stated.

"Are you a new footman? " She continued.

"No your ladyship. I'm actually the chauffeur." I answered.

"That sounds familiar. An Irish chauffeur, serving as a footman." Mary laughed.

"Oh yes and soon he'll be married to one of your daughters Robert." The Dowager remarked causing Robert to cough on his wine.

"Mary's still available I'm sure." Lady Edith turned her head to Lady Mary.

To change the topic Mr. Branson cut in. "What part of Ireland are ya from, Daniel?"

I looked gratefully at him."Dublin, sir."

"A man after my own heart." Mr. Branson said.

Dinner being a success, we headed back to the servant area. Thomas smacked me lightly on the back.

"Good work Daniel. You were a natural." He congratulated.

"Thank you."I said.

Jimmy came through the door like a smiling fool.

"Where have you been?!" Mr. Carson hollered.

"Out." Jimmy simply responded.

"You better have a good explanation." Mr. Carson said.

Instead of speaking, Jimmy handed in a piece of paper.

"What's this?" Mr. Carson asked, unfolding it.

"My notice." He said.