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"Parker?" Nathan knocked on the door for the fifth time "You can't hide from Monday morning, Audrey. Get your ass out here." He was about to knock for a second time when the door swung inwards.

"I know, I know!" Audrey shouted, running off as soon as the door was opened. To Nathan's horror, she was still in her pyjamas, her hair messy from sleep.

"You're not dressed yet?" He spluttered, watching her put the kettle on and make a cup of coffee while trying to one-handedly brush her hair out of its unruly mass of curls.

"No, Nathan, I'm planning on going to work in this." She snapped sarcastically, taking a sip of coffee and hissing when it proved too hot "God, close the door, it's like -15 degrees!" Nathan dutifully stepped inside and closed to door on the snow-piled streets. It had been unnaturally cold that winter, and the ice had actually managed to set on the roads, making the perfect foundation for the inches of snow that had also set overnight.

"What were you doing last night?" Nathan wondered aloud, sitting in the arm of her second-hand couch as she disappeared into her bedroom to get dressed.

"Julia too me out for drinks," her voice drifted out from behind to thin door "we got a bit carried away."

"You don't say," Nathan muttered to himself. Audrey presently appeared, dressed perfectly for the occasion in jeans, heavy snow boots, a thick jumper and a fluffy hat on her head.

"Is that what you're wearing?" she looked at Nathan for the first time and frowned. He was wearing pretty much what he wore every day.

"It's not enough?" he looked down at himself bemusedly.

"Uh, no." She chastised "Hell, I'm wearing two shirts and a thick jumper and it's still not enough – and we're inside!" she stomped to the coat stand by the door and picked up a thick winter jacket that looked pretty new, wrapping a dark red scarf around her neck.

"Well come on, Officer Wuornos," she snapped again, dragging the door open "let's get to work."


The Christmas spirit was in full swing at the Station. One of the secretaries had gone insane in Nathan and Audrey's office, lining the walls with tinsel and other glittery decorations. Audrey snorted when she walked in and ripped down a line of tinsel that was on the back of her chair. Nathan looked at her until she felt compelled to explain.

"Christmas isn't as fun in an orphanage," she smiled slightly "and I don't want tinsel tickling my back while I work." Nathan accepted the answer with a slight shrug and they worked in comfortable silence for awhile, like usual. In the end, it was Audrey who caved.

"God, I'm hungry." She groaned "What's the time?" Nathan glanced at the clock on his desk.

"Half four," he said, putting his pen down and leaning back "we should get some food; it's late."

"Knock knock," his timing always impeccable, Duke appeared round the corner "anyone hungry?"

"Hey Duke," Audrey sighed as she stood up, stretching her legs "how come you're so late? Loneliness finally become too much?"

"Oh," he held his hand over his chest, ignoring Nathan and focusing on Audrey "right in the heart – why must you be so cruel, Officer Parker?"

"Because you deserve it," she smiled back, walking towards him with her coat in hand.

"In that case, lunch's on me." He smiled at her, then turned to Nathan for the first time, his smile souring only a little "You in, Nathan?" Nathan could see the challenge in his eyes and stood.

"Let's go," he said coldly, and Duke's smile warped into a grin.

"Cool," he started walking, then stopped when he was under to door. Audrey was right behind him and had to stop suddenly to stop from hitting his back "Look," he pointed upwards "mistletoe." He looked down at Audrey with a grin.

"No way," she said, but she was smiling too. Nathan would bet a year's wages that she had never had a kiss under the mistletoe before.

"Tradition dictates," Duke shrugged "and you know I do love tradition." He took a step closer. Audrey rolled her eyes and leaned forwards, fully prepared for a peck on the lips. She shouldn't have been so naive; Duke went in for the kill. Audrey, momentarily stunned, could do nothing but reply to his kiss, closing her eyes and feeling her hands creep up his sides to his hair as if of their own accord. Then she opened her eyes, realising what she was doing, and jumped back, hitting Duke round the face to make him release her.

"Duke, what the hell?" she snapped, walking off angrily. Nathan stared at Duke, fists clenched. Duke glanced at him and smiled slightly. He didn't say anything as he walked out the office, but Nathan detected a smug smile on his face.

Oh you are so going to pay, Nathan thought before he could stop himself, and, shocked with himself, hurried out after him, fully aware that every eye in the office was on him.