Hi! So, a few of you have been asking for a short spin – off from my last chapter of The Truth Burns, rated M, so that they get a more detailed version of Pete and Myka's night. This is it! Enjoy x

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

Everyone was seated around the kitchen table, a plate of cookies in the middle of them. All the talking had been done, and now there was just an awkward silence. Even Pete hadn't touched the cookies, and Leena had long since left the room due to the uncomfortable auras flitting about. After five minutes, Myka glanced uneasily at Pete and rose unsteadily from the table.

"I guess I'm going to check in early," she smiled, faking a yawn. "Pete, could you come and help me with something please?"

Pete looked at her questioningly, but didn't object, and shrugged, before following her obediently up the stairs.

"Hang on a second," Myka walked into her room and shut the door. Pete could hear drawers opening and shutting. He smelt a faint jasmine scent in the air, and a second later the door opened, revealing Myka in a very fetching, black silk Japenese kimono, and candles burning in the background.

"Myka, wow," Pete whistled appreciatively, and Myka slapped him gently on the arm, and told him to close his gormless mouth. She then snaked her arms around his waist, pulled him inside, and shut the door...

They bounced down onto the bed, hard, and Pete snickered, all sense of responsibility gone. He had a (admittedly sexy) woman in front of him, completely offering herself to him, and it's been ages since he'd been within as close proximity as this to anyone. He tore Myka's kimono as he ripped it off, but neither of them noticed. He could feel Myka trying to get his shirt off, so he obliged and took it off himself, followed by his trousers. He them pushed his body as close to her as it would go, and silently asked Myka permission to go inside her, not wanting to make a wrong move and ruin the night. Myka allowed it, and, as he entered, he pushed his mouth onto hers.

"God, I love you," he groaned.

"You better not screw this up, Lattimer," Myka teased.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Pete groaned louder as he came, earning a 'shush' from Myka, who was evidently afraid the people downstairs would hear them. She, however, did exactly the same as she came.

"Shit, Pete!" Myka gasped. Pete broke away from the kiss, concern on his face.

"What?"

"This is good."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Shut up and kiss me." Pete chuckled, and obeyed.

After a couple of hours, both were exhausted, and so resorted to spooning.

"I love you, Pete." Myka whispered.

"Not as much as I love you," Pete replied.

"You want to bet, Lattimer?"

"Is that a challenge, Bering?"

"It might be."

"Well, challenge accepted."

Myka turned over to face Pete, and they resumed having sex. Neither of them remembered falling asleep, but they must have done, because when they woke the next morning, Myka was in Pete's arms.

Well, there you go. I'm sorry it's been so long, the computer crashed before I had a chance to save this story to my USB, so it's been hard to figure out where I was and what was going on. Well, it's up now, and I WILL have the next chapter to the actual story up before this weekend xx