Author's note: I don't own these characters, I just borrow them from time to time?.

I live in the UK so I haven't seen series 4 yet. This is just my idea of what might have happened after that scene on the bus.

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The decision to go with Jean to Adelaide was never really consciously made. Lucien just didn't get off the bus. The bus pulled away and they hardly noticed. As he clasped her hand all normal thoughts left him and he was just aware of feeling content; so he continued to quietly rest his hand on hers. Occasionally he looked at her out of the corner of his eye, admiring her blue dress and the way her hair curled against her neck.

She seemed equally happy to wait. After the anxiety of those minutes waiting to see if he would arrive to say goodbye, she needed a little time to get used to the idea that actually, yes, he had come to see her off, and in fact was still with her. Her heart was beating rather fast and she had a strange ache inside. Not unpleasant, but not very familiar.

Of course they had touched before, quite often in fact, but usually only for a moment in passing, or for a few seconds before the phone rang or everyday life intervened. So they both just enjoyed a long moment.

Eventually Jean stirred and shifted slightly in her seat. Her thigh was resting against his and she was becoming increasingly conscious of it. "How are you going to get home?" she said quietly.

Lucien chuckled slightly. "I was wondering that myself. Would you mind if I came with you all the way to Adelaide? I could find somewhere to stay, see the city a little, take you out to dinner...?"

"Take me to dinner? Well, I'm supposed to be helping with the baby, so I'm not sure about that. But it would be nice for you to have a few days holiday perhaps." Jean was teasing him a little now, pretending that the holiday was the reason he was here, on the bus, with Ballarat now well behind them.

"Hmm, I'd better ring Lawson and let him know I'll be away for a while. But I'm definitely going to take you out somewhere. I think we have things to say to each other, don't you?" He reached his arm around Jean's shoulders and leaned back a little in his seat. Suddenly his confidence seemed to have grown.

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As the bus approached Adelaide they worked out a quick plan. They would both walk to Christopher's house so Lucien could carry Jean's bags, then he would find a hotel and ring her later to tell her where he was staying. Jean wrote the phone number down for him, then risked a quick kiss on his cheek. "Thank you for coming to see me off," she laughed, and he tightened his grip on her shoulder, hugging her to his side, then let go and started to stand as the bus slowed. He straightened his waistcoat and then offered his hand to help her off the seat. So they arrived on the pavement at the bus station hand in hand and quite unselfconscious, as there was no one they knew to see.

So, what do you think? Reviews welcome! This is my first ff. Should I continue the story?