A/N: This isn't exactly the best thing I've ever produced but it's a bit of fun so enjoy! Eden xx

Disclaimer: I don't own New Tricks.

The Name Game

"Look at that guy's name. Vernon Murnaghan." Gerry chuckled, shaking his head. "Why would you do that to your kid when you were choosing their name?"

"Poor bloke, he must have been picked on at school," Jack muttered.

"Mind'st you, I used to know this bloke called Donald Donaldson, he was bloody scary, he was. Six foot tall, like a bodybuilder. You didn't wanna mess with him."

"Hmm. There's him who used to be in the Tories, what's he called? David Davis, that's it." The older man smirked. "I wouldn't want to go into politics with a name like that,"

"That's true, the Commons is like a school playground at times." Brian chipped in.

"Sandra?" Gerry caught her attention as she emerged from her office to check a detail related to their current case on the whiteboard. "Do you know anyone with a weird name, like this Vernon Murnaghan?"

"No, just you, Gerard Lestade."

"Alright, alright," he rolled his eyes as the others burst out into peals of laughter. "What's your middle name, anyway, Sandra?"

"Mine? That's for me to know and you to find out," she replied mysteriously, directing a glare at Jack which told him to keep his silence on the subject. Having found the information she needed, written on the corner of the whiteboard in green pen, she walked back into her office, closing the door softly behind her.

"Jack?" he asked almost immediately after she'd disappeared from view. "What's her middle name? She must have told you at some point."

"I've seen it on her file, but she's never mentioned it herself. That means she probably doesn't want you to know, either."

Gerry sighed, realising that he probably wasn't going to find out. He returned to his work, before a sudden thought struck him.

"Brian? You know her file inside out, you know everyone's. What is it?"

"What's what?"

"Sandra's middle name,"

Brian paused for a moment, as Jack replicated the glare that Sandra had given him just moments before, which served as a warning to keep quiet.

"Err…I can't remember. Honestly. Must have slipped my mind."

Gerry rolled his eyes. "Brian, nothing slips your mind. Come on, it won't hurt. Just tell me. I won't tell her it was you. In fact, she doesn't even have to find out."

Jack maintained his look, eyebrow raised, keeping the pressure on Brian.

"Honestly, Gerry, I can't remember." He said eventually.

"Alright, alright. I'll find out another way."

"Why do you care so much anyway?" the older man questioned.

"I don't know, it's just….weird, innit? I mean, I've known Sandra for seven years and I don't even know her middle name. And, as bloody usual, everybody else knows something that I don't."

Jack shook his head, indicating that they should all get back to their various tasks. Silence descended on the office for a few moments, only broken by the soft click of fingers on keyboards and the hum of the fridge in the corner. Just as Brian was about to rest his tired eyes from the glaring light of the screen he'd been staring at for the past couple of hours, the door opened, admitting Strickland into the UCOS arena.

"Morning, how are we all?" he asked, sounding somewhat more cheery than usual.

"Good, thank you," the men nodded in unison.

Gerry frowned. Strickland would have Sandra's file, right? He must know it as well. Now was his chance.

"Sir?" he asked, before he had the chance to enter Sandra's office.

"Yes, Gerry?"

"Do you have access to Sandra's file?"

"Yes, why?"

"So you know her middle name then?"

"Yes," the younger man nodded, although he looked confused. "Can I ask why?"

"I just want to know, that's all. She won't tell me."

"Well, in that case, it's probably not my place to say." He replied, adding a brief 'sorry' and entering Sandra's office to escape the disappointed look across Gerry's face.

"Sir," she smiled falsely as he opened the door. "What can I do for you?"

"I've just come to see how you're getting on with the case, I understand you've been having a few problems with one of the suspects?"

"Yes, he has proved a bit tricky to pin down but it's nothing we can't handle. I have every confidence that we'll have this wrapped up by next week."

"Good, well, that was all I wanted to know, really. Um…Gerry was asking me if I knew your middle name, just now, is there any reason why?"

"Did you tell him?" she asked immediately.

"No, of course not, he said you wouldn't tell him so I thought it wasn't really my place to."

"Good. Thank you. It's nothing really, I don't know. I suppose I just like to keep him guessing," she admitted.

"Well, there's nothing strange about it, your name I mean. He'll be disappointed when he finds out." Strickland mused. "Not that it's boring, or anything, it's nice, it's just…" he added hastily, becoming lost for words under the uncomfortable intensity of her glare.

"Ordinary," she supplied. "That's the whole fun of it."

A/N: I'll leave you to make your own minds up what her middle name is ;-)