Okay heyyyy, I hope you like it, I love these two together, the writing in italics is from the show, the rest is mine :D however I do not own any part of the show I just love to play with their characters!

It was that time the goodbye, the bit they had both been secretly dreading, all they could do was look at each other and say what's in their heads, ignoring their hearts.

"I gonna miss you ya know making me feel like a phoney and a scumbag"

"Yeah well I gonna miss you behaving like one" she had to, she couldn't hold back so reached up and hugged him, her heart was pounding and tears threatened to flow, but she had learnt how to control them, from so many past experiences.

They reluctantly broke apart and he made to open the door, only to be stopped by her voice saying something which gave him so much hope.

"Ciaran do you know what I don't understand"

Only then to be brought crashing back to reality, thinking he was stupid to even hope she would say something like "why are you leaving … stay"

"Chinese writing" Michelle said barely above a whisper, regret filling every word, wishing she could just tell him how she felt.

Ciaran stared at her for what seemed like an age before turning and leaving, in disbelief that it had ended that way. He never managed to get far, he needed air, space to think, Scotland was a life changing opportunity for him and as much as he wanted Michelle he knew he could not stay around here when his feelings seemed to only be a one way system.

Sat alone in the pub Michelle felt stupid, it had been her chance to stop him from leaving, her chance to have him, but being Michelle it was easier to make a joke "Chinese writing" she mimicked herself, than to get hurt again like all those times before. Picking herself up she collected the rest of the glasses and made her way through the bar to finish the cleaning, after all what's done is done she couldn't change it.

It was 1.30 the time Michelle and Ciaran would normally leave after finishing the cleaning for the night, but as he stood watching the door time ticked on. Unsure of what he was actually hoping for, her to spot him run into his arms and declare undying love, he told himself to get a grip. A whole hour though 2.30, surely it didn't take that long for her to tidy on her own, he had to check she was alright. He made his way over a tapped on the door, hoping for an answer.

Michelle had finished the cleaning and it was only 1.45, still it was later than usual but in her state of mind it was still early enough for a drink or two. Cracking open a bottle of red she sat and contemplated what may have happened if she only had the courage to make a move, it would have been fun, fiery and passionate, no doubt in her mind, she could picture them together his hand moving up her legs, finger caressing, tongue licking places she never knew she had. Taking full possession of her body. The alcohol was taking affect and these thoughts where making her crazy, lust was taking over her every brain cell, whether it was right or wrong she had to see him now, before it was too late, even though it was 2.20am.

Michelle gathered her stuff together on a mission to get to him as soon as. Making her way to leave locking up and switching the lights off, she stopped on hearing a faint noise, a knocking. Telling herself not to be stupid she continued, it was when she got to the door, and his Irish accent threated to make her knees give way as lust coursed through her "Michelle you in there" he said in hushed tones.

She dropped her bags and unlocked the door.

Hope you liked it, please R+R and tell me if you want more, the rating will be increased in the next chapter :D