Seeing as it's Valentine's Day tomorrow, and I've broken up from school for a week, I'm in a fantabulous mood :)

Just a little fic I started to write, the idea came to me in Art today. (Don't know why.. I was painting a Geisha and I don't know how there's any link between the two!)
I don't know how long it will be, but I am promising alot of fluff, and hopefully some giggling!

So please review and let me know what you think!
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As Sam entered her office and flung her black coat over the back of her chair, she noticed a red envelope leaning against her now cold mug of coffee. There was no name on the envelope, but Sam assumed it was for her.

"How romantic." she said to herself sarcastically as she leant to pick the card up. Making sure the door to her office was shut and Neil wasn't around, she slid the tip of her index finger underneath the seal and pulled the card out of the envelope slowly. Flipping the card over, she studied the front. It was one of those 'Tatty Teddy' designs, that familiar cute grey bear holding a huge heart shaped balloon on a string. "Sweet," she smirked to herself. Sam took another quick glance around her office as she opened the card slowly.

I wish I was a bar of soap,
Held between your hands,
So that when you went to take a bath,
I would see the promised land ;)

All my love,
Your perhaps Not-So-Secret Admirer x

Typical.

"DS HUNTER!!" Sam shouted, loud enough for the whole of CID to hear even though her door was shut.

"Ooh," Jo grinned up at Phil, "What've you done now?"

"I think I've got a pretty good idea." Phil smiled in Jo's direction before sauntering casually to the DI's office, knowing all eyes in CID were on him.

Phil opened the door without a care in the world, leaning on the frame casually. "You called?" He grinned cheekily at her. Sam sat precariously on the edge of her desk, staring up into his eyes for a minute, trying to decipher whether or not it had been him that left the card. Phil waited patiently as she watched him, raising his eyebrows.

"I know I'm handsome but I really should be getting some work done Sam."

Sam said nothing as she leant behind her and held the card up towards him, "Well?"

"Wow, I wasn't expecting a valentine, thanks!" Phil held out for the card, his face deadly serious.

"Don't be stupid Phil. Was this you?" Sam asked suspiciously,

Phil took the card from her outstretched hand and, after a second of looking at the front, opened it. After reading the message inside he laughed, "That's clever! I might have to use that sometime! So who's it from?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out."

"Then why don't you just compare the writing with that of everyone in CID?"

"Oh, I didn't think of that.. Right, thanks Phil." Sam said quickly, 'how could I not have thought of that before?' she asked herself in her head.

Phil grinned at Sam, "Good luck finding them," he said as he left the office, shutting the door behind him.

Sam turned around as soon as Phil had left and started to sift through the pile of paperwork on her desk that she still had yet to read, trying to find a match of handwriting. No, not Phil's as she'd expected. Not Mickeys. Not Stuart's, thank god. After a few minutes she came across a match.

"Oh my God." Sam exclaimed quietly, "Jo!"

"Jo, can I have a word?" Sam asked quietly as she walked up to the constable's desk.

"Sure Guv," Jo smiled, "Just a sec." She said as she finished typing a sentence on her computer. Jo followed her superior officer into her office and as she shut the door behind her, Sam held out the card,

"Jo.. do you know anything about this?" an uneasy expression on her face,

"Oh," Jo laughed, "That!"

Sam looked taken aback, why was Jo laughing? Sam stared at her.

"You don't think that it's from me?" Jo laughed again,

"Well, the writing's the exact same as yours." Sam explained, confused.

"Yes, ok, I admit it's my writing. But I know you're not into all that Sam, I didn't send you it!"

"So why did you..?" Sam started,

"Well if he wrote it himself then you'd have known who it was from straight away!" Jo stated as if it were obvious, and to Sam it clearly still wasn't.

"So you wrote it for this 'him'?" Sam questioned, evidently still not completely understanding the situation.

"Yess.."

"So do you want to let me in on who this mystery man is?"

"I think you already know." Jo giggled,

"Then why would I ask?"

"Come on, let's face it.. there is only one person in this station that would dare send you a card saying that in it!"

"That's what I thought!"

"So then what's the problem?"

"He denied it." Sam said softly,

"Well is it really not obvious to you that he was lying, Sam?!"

"He was pretty convincing."

"Always is."

"Send him in, Jo." Sam said with a wave of her arm,

"Sure." Jo walked out the door, closing it after her. Sam stood in front of her desk, leaning on it with one hand. Then the door opened.

"Stuart?!!" Sam shouted as he walked in. But then she reprimanded herself as she heard Jo cackling over the other side of the room. She'd been had.

"Jo, are you serious?!" Sam shouted across CID,

"Course not!" Jo shouted back, still laughing hysterically, "Stuart wouldn't have the guts to send that in a card to himself, let alone you!"

Sam sighed in relief as Stuart exited her office, looking confused as ever. The poor man had no idea what was going on.

Sam shook her head and closed the door once more. She walked over to her desk and perched on it, a hand held to her head. Moments later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"You know who it really was that sent that card, don't you?" the intruder said gently,

"Course," Sam said, giggling. "Now I do."

"So.."

"So what?"

"What do you think of my skills as a Secret Admirer?"

"Well, what do you think of your skills as a Secret Admirer?" Sam fired back,

"I think I was pretty good, even if I do say so myself." Phil replied with a wink.

Phil crossed the room and stopped beside Sam. He tilted Sam's chin upwards with a soft nudge with the side of his finger and looked down into her eyes.

"Wait a minute, you."

"What? I want my kiss!"

"And you think you deserve one after what you wrote on that card?! I think that was a very innapropriate rhyme to write to your DI."

"Ya loved it really though, din't ya?"

Leaning down, Phil placed a tender kiss on Sam's lips. Although gentle, it left a burning tingle as he pulled away. All Phil wanted to do was to provoke a reaction from Sam, and it definitely worked. A few seconds later, Sam opened her eyes and stared at him. She stood up from the desk and wrapped an arm around his neck, the other she held against his chest. Rising up onto the balls of her feet, Sam tilted her head to the side and pressed her lips lightly against Phil's.

This, she concluded, was a better valentine's day than she'd had in a long time.. and it wasn't over yet.

Well, what do ya think? ;)

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