A/N: Finally managed to finish the story I have been working on in regards to the prompt: 'Mud.' Hope you like :)
PS: Apologies for the highly unimaginative title!

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Mud

Michael snickered as he watched Jackie make her way towards the crime scene. Not usually an amusing sight, but the heels she was wearing clearly did not agree with the mud.

He smothered another grin as she took another step and her heel sunk once more. He quickly turned his attention back to Stephen before she caught him laughing at her.

Jackie's yelp of pain and surprise caught the attention of both men and they turned to find her sitting on her backside in the mud.

It was Stephen's turn to snicker as Michael bounded over to her without a second thought.

"Are you all right?" Michael asked, crouching down beside her.

"Do I look all right?" she demanded, she looked down at her feet and frowned, "My heel is broken."

"What?" Michael exclaimed, looking down. He was relieved to find that she was talking about her ruined footwear, rather than her actual heel.

"Do you think you can walk?" he asked, amused.

"This isn't funny Michael," she insisted.

"Of course it isn't," he agreed, trying valiantly to suppress his grin.

"Help me up," she ordered, still looking a little put out.

Michael wisely did as he was bid, Jackie let out a small hiss of pain as she put her weight on the foot with the broken heel.

"Come on," Michael said decisively as he swept her up in his arms.

"Michael! What are you doing?" she demanded.

"Taking you back to the car," he replied calmly.

"People are staring," she told him.

"Well they wouldn't be if you calmed down," he told her smoothly.

She glared at him, "Michael, what will they think?" she whispered.

"That you're a very lucky woman," he whispered back without missing a beat, looking a little too gleeful for Jackie's liking.

"Michael!"

"Relax, Jackie, there have been rumours about us before," he told her reasonably, "at least this time it will be true," he added, with a mischievous gleam.

Jackie favoured him with a mock glare before regarding him with a mischievous gleam of her own. Michael noticed and was about to comment when Jackie suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

Michael almost dropped her.

"Might as well give them their money's worth," she said, smiling at his dumbfounded expression.

Michael gave her a bemused look: he'd get her for that later.