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So this is a little multi-chapter Christmas fic I thought of. I know it's a little bit early but if this doesn't get published now it never will! It features my absolute fave Taylor Swift song- Sparks Fly. And if you look it up on YouTube, Amanda Redman really can sing!

This is set in the current series of New Tricks :)

I don't own anything to do with New Tricks or Taylor Swift.

Reviews would be lovely!

Laura xxx

"Come on, Sandra!" Gerry yells at me. He simply does not understand that I have to get my hair right! I'm tired because I spent all yesterday telling the boys off because they'd better get their timesheets done by Monday's audit (yes, it's that time of the year again!) or else.

Strangely, Gerry has got his done before Jack and Brian. All 3 of them are much disorganized, especially Gerry. Still, if he hadn't have finished them off yesterday he knows that I would have spent all today giving him an ear-bashing about it!

You're probably wondering how and why we're a couple, aren't you? Well, 4 years ago, we had a huge (and I mean huge) argument after Gerry kissed me on the cheek. After hours of crying and screaming, I admitted I loved him. Much to my surprise, he felt the same way. We're spending our 3rd Christmas together as a couple, and our 1st living together.

We're going to meet Esther, Brian, and Jack at the local garden centre, because Gerry is complaining about the fact that our garden fence seems to blow down in even the slightest of winds!

Gerry is beeping on his car horn. I make a final desperate attempt to make my hair go right, I call 'I'm coming!' and rush down the stairs, out the front door, lock it and get into Gerry's car.

When we're driving along, Gerry puts on my favourite song, 'Sparks Fly' by Taylor Swift. When Caitlin came to stay with us last month, she was playing the song. I immediately fell in love with it. The song really does reflect Gerry and I's relationship, and I think that it fits us perfectly. I'm not really into modern pop songs (give me a Simply Red CD and I'll be happy enough) but I actually quite enjoy Taylor Swift's music.

I sing along to the song. I know it off by heart, having listened to it almost every day.

"Truth be told, that was amazing!" Gerry compliments me after the song has finished. Ever since he caught me singing along to 'Walking in a Winter Wonderland' the other day, he's been on a mission to tell me he loves my singing voice. I brush off these, embarrassed." I'm not amazing!" I tell him. "You always accept criticism with an open mind, but when it comes to accepting compliments you are impossible!" he tells me, rolling his eyes fondly.