An: so because the new series of law and I order started last week and the second part was on last night I decided because no fanfiction has been written for the new series I might as well :) just to warn you I've only seen the first two episodes and one mid way through last series so I'm not sure of character history (I am however getting box sets so should be up to date soon lol)

please tell me if you think I should carry on with this, I thought there was something more that could have happened at the end of the latest episode and I like Kate and Jake's frenime thing anyhoo on with the story thanks for reading xx

'Order'

Rosewood cemetery 15th January 5:55pm

Kate stood there watching him, like she'd said, it was never too late, as he stood by his mothers grave she felt the slightest bit better knowing she'd actually helped Jake rather than completely annoyed the hell out of him...again.

She didn't want to intrude but decided to walk over to him.

"You ok?" She asked placing her hand lightly on his back.

Jake nodded "yeah…" he mumbled "thanks…"

She smiled comfortingly, they'd gotten off on the wrong foot but maybe they could be friends.

"I am sorry Jake, about answering your phone…" she started and he turned to face her. "Can we start over?"

He laughed slightly "of cause..."

"I'm Kate Barker, nice to meet you.." She shook his hand.

"Jake Thorne..." He smiled.

"Would you like to go out for dinner?" She asked cheerfully.

"Sure…on one condition.…"

"Name it."

"You, Miss Barker, do not touch my phone."

She laughed and put her hand on her heart "Brownies honour, I promise."

The two laughed quietly again before leaving the cemetery and going across town and Jake led her to his chosen place.

"So Kate, why did you start this in the first place...you started off defending people, why? And why did you suddenly choose to start prosecuting them?" He questioned whilst they waited for their order.

"That's personal..." She told him going quiet for the first time since they'd met.

"Hasn't stopped you so far..." He came back with, she had dived head first so to speak into his private life.

"What makes you think there's a reason?"

He smiled "there's something different about you, now I'm going out on a limb here but you're wearing a charm bracelet, it's got eight pink beads on the chain and in the six weeks I've known you I have never see you wear pink, I'm guessing its not your colour so you would never choose those beads yourself indicating it was a present." He started taking hold of her arm gently showing the charm bracelet. "There are four charms a 'K' for Kate of cause, a number eighteen making me believe you got it for your eighteenth. Then a small what looks like diary key and the letter 'b', they're the ones I can't figure out. Whose 'B'? At first I though it was for your last name Barker but no, there's something else isn't there, and the key? You don't look like the kind of girl to keep a diary but if not your own then why have it on a bracelet I've not seen you without for six weeks?"

She looked at her wrist; refusing to make eye contact with him. "You're on the wrong side of the business Jake..." She said to his hand "why did you never become a detective?"

'Law'

Harpen street 15th January 9:24pm

Robbie knocked on Cath's door, denying Sam the right of seeing his son more often than one weekend a month was outrageous.

"What you doing here?" She asked opening the door.

"Sam…" he simply said.

"If your here to talk me out of him not seeing Ben..."

"I just want you to know that Sam has had the worst few months of his life. A young boy, seven year old Max Dale died in his arms and the man who killed him and fourteen others got off with a hospital order, he's really been suffering, every time he closes his eyes he's sees that little kids face." He explained "the guy hasn't slept in months, please Cath, let him have Ben more often."

She sigh "why didn't he tell me?"

"You didn't give him chance."

"Fine…he gets one more chance." She told him before shutting the door.

"We'll she's nice." He said to himself before walking back down the street and to his car.

He messed the evening up with his daughter so he might as well have done something good for someone. He kept thinking about that young man, William Braxton who had thrown himself at that train, if he hadn't grabbed him…he dreaded to think what might happen.

Driving home he received a text from Sam, he opened it when he was inside his house, two words 'thank you'.