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It had been an awfully long day in the office for the UCOS team; they had just finished their latest case, a serial murder, and after over a week of enquires they had finally caught their man.

"Pub anyone?" Gerry stood up from his desk and rubbed his hands together, exited at the prospect of nice pint after their all their hard work.

"You read my mind Gerry" Jack began tidying away all the paperwork on his desk. "Sandra, pub?" he peered around into her office.

"I think I could just about manage that", Sandra smiled at the thought of a glass of wine. "Give me a minute I'll just finish up here."

Jack, Gerry and Brian were now congregating around the door, desperate to leave. They knew they had spent far too long in this office over the past week. They couldn't wait to just go and have a drink.

"Come on Sandra" Gerry called impatiently from by the door, "trust you to slow us down."

"Well no one asked you to wait for me. Go ahead, I'll catch you up." She gestured with her hand for them to leave.

"Alright then, we'll get you a large white wine" Gerry called back as they escaped through the door.

"Cheers boys".

Although Sandra didn't say it enough, she really appreciated her boys. They were like the family she never really had. Yes she still had her mother around but she didn't see her much anymore, they always infuriated each other so they just gave up trying.

Sandra was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear the door open.

"Gov, you still 'ere?" Gerry poked his head around her door.

"Gerry! You scared the life out of me."

"Oh, sorry Gov."

"What you doing back here anyway, I thought you'd be half way through your pint by now?"

"I forgot my phone" Gerry walked out of her office and picked up his mobile off of his desk and waved it at Sandra. "Why are you still working? Come to the pub."

"Yeah I'm almost finished." Sandra was logging off her computer and clearing all the paperwork from the day away.

"You're such a workaholic."

"Yeah yeah. I'd have thought some of it would have rubbed off on you in the past eight years." Sandra retorted sarcastically.

"Ha bleeding ha" Gerry laughed as he watched Sandra get up from her swivel chair. Even with her sometimes cruel comments she could always make him smile.

It was just then that Sandra's phone began to ring.

"Pullman." She answered. "What? Ok, ok, I'll be right there."

"What's wrong?" Gerry was concerned by Sandra's phone call.

"It's my mum. She's had a fall; I've got to go over to the home."

"I'll drive you if you want." Sandra just stared at Gerry. Why was he suddenly being so nice? "What you looking at me like that for? I know you've had a hard week, I thought you'd like some company."

"You don't have to do that."

"Well if you don't want me to drive you, then at least let me go with you."

"Yeah, alright then. You better tell the others to cancel your pint."

Gerry and Sandra walked out to her car. She was still curious as to why he had asked to go with her but decided it was best just not to think about it. After all, she was too anxious about seeing her mother.

Hope you enjoyed it!

I must thank Geezworld234 and BethyBoo97 for persuading me to write a fic! It has been great fun!