This story is a bit M-rated. It's not seriously MA++-rated like my other M-stories. Anyway, you should not read it if you aren't prepared for reading about things going on between lovers (and such). If you don't like that stuff then don't read it. If you read it anyway then don't blame me!


Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original characters nor the original Inspector Lynley Mysteries – they belong to Elizabeth George and the BBC. I have borrowed the characters from the TV-Show and only own the ideas of my stories.

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A/N: I'm still tidying up my note book. This is one of the scribblings. This was meant to be a treat to Secrets but I lost track or mood or time. Too many words were written already so here you go: another scribble that was sleeping in my notes unfinished for some time. Now it's a bit less unfinished. Enjoy...


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Secrets unveiled

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She knew the back door always was open so she did not even bother to knock. Missy welcomed her barking friendly and with a wagging tail so the lovely old dog lady received a gentle pat on the head. With a few long strides she passed the huge kitchen. When she entered the corridor in the rear of the centuries old building she raised her voice. On the gravel in front of the house she already had seen his car so she knew he must be at home.

"Detective Inspector Thomas Lynley!" she called out emphasising every single word.

Two seconds later Daze peeped her head out of the door to the library with a deeply confused expression.

"Ma'am." the purposefully walking woman said and nodded coming past the old lady of the manor.

"Barbara?" DI Lynley came from the study with a similarly irritated look.

"Oh, you fool!" Barbara ranted ignoring that he simultaneously went on talking to her.

"What are you d- mmmh!"

Two arms were looped around his neck and a pair of lips sealed his. His arms automatically went around her waist.

He was surprised but he had no objections at all.

His mother only smiled and silently retreated to her book. Before she had closed the door behind her the faint sound of a camera clicking reached her ears.


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Maybe it was that clicking sound or maybe it was the sheer need for oxygen that made the couple stop kissing. The first boisterous contact soon had turned into a convincing kiss. It was their first kiss ever and it had come completely out of the blue so it was no wonder that Tommy chuckled in confusion.

"What's happening here?" he whispered.

He might be surprised but in his eyes was pure delight and on his lips was a pleased smile. Nonetheless Barbara suddenly realised what she had done so she blushed a bit, let her arms sink and sheepishly smiled up to his face. Her hands vanished deep in the pockets of her jeans before she made a step backwards and shrugged. This moment suddenly had turned a bit awkward and she felt embarrassed that she had been so bold. She also was amazed how easy kissing him had been in the end. The way he immediately had responded to the touch still sizzled on her lips and it really felt great.

This would not be the end of it, Tommy decided and made a step to close the gap Barbara had opened between them. His hands embraced her waist again. "Well, I don't know to what I owe the pleasure, but I'd happily repeat it."

"Tommy..." Barbara sounded quite a bit defensive because she suddenly felt all kinds of anxiety but he did not seem to care. Tommy simply pulled her close into his chest and buried his hand in her nape. There was a dark sparkle in his eyes. She had to pull her hands out of the pockets and they automatically went to his hips.

"Oh, yes..." he mumbled onto her lips with a low voice and kissed her again. This time their kiss was all but assaulting. His lips were soft, yet gently demanding, and hers were eagerly responding and thirsty. It was a long slow movement of their lips together. Its tenderness increased when Tommy gently forced her lips apart with his tongue and she allowed him to deepen their connection. They were able to breathe without losing the touch of their twisting tongues. Their bodies were pressed together and their arms were snaked around each other's chest.

They did not recognise Daze tiptoeing quite loudly from the library to the kitchen. They did not recognise they were not exactly alone there. The world just a yard away from them was non-existent anymore. It was just the two of them enjoying each other for a very long while before they reluctantly broke apart. Both were blushing and slightly out of breath.

"What a wonderful surprise, Barbara." Tommy whispered, a broad smile on his face.

"Yah, for me too." Barbara's behaviour had changed while they had kissed. It had turned from clumsy to carefully desiring, and then from desperate to lustful. She never knew she could feel so great and never had dared hoping she would ever be kissed like this. Nor had she thought she could ever be able to kiss someone like this. She grinned like a fool and pulled him down on her lips again. If there had been any shyness earlier it was gone now. Happiness seemed to explode inside her body.

As if they were entirely alone at Howenstow Barbara and Tommy let their kiss progress. They were oblivious to their hips gently rolling together, his hands softly kneading her bottom cheeks and her fingers pulling at his neck and shoulders. Their full body contact was arousing. Small gasps escaped her lips between kisses. An approving deep hum from Tommy accompanied the friction of her chest against his. Their eyes were closed and only after a long while when they paused to catch some air they finally looked into each other's eyes again. There were no dark shadows or defensive walls anymore, just unadulterated love, and the hint of a promise for more shone deep in the background.

"Oh, wow!" Tommy whispered before he closed the distance between their faces and kissed her again. This time it was laden with even more desire and only disturbed when the stairs creaked and the sound of a camera clicking finally reached their ears just when he was about to turn Barbara's back towards the wall of the hallway.


With embarrassment Barbara moved a bit away from Tommy and whispered blushing that she felt watched. She was completely out of breath and felt pleasantly smashed.

"We are." Tommy murmured then raised his voice without turning. "Peter, get lost. Why couldn't you have the decency to just leave us alone, you-!"

He hesitated when Barbara squeezed his upper arm. "Tommy, don't!" she quietly calmed him down.

On the old wooden stairs Peter stopped taking pictures of the kissing couple and droned "You should get a room, you two!" with a laugh but he made no move to leave his raised hide.

It made Tommy finally turn his head to his brother. "No, Peter, you will-"

"Tommy!" Barbara hissed with an angry expression.

"What?!" the elder of the two brothers sulked. "He's a pest sometimes and-"

She quietly cut him short again. "He's the reason I'm here."

"And here I am thinking that it was me." He almost looked hurt. No, actually he was hurt.

"Peter was the reason why I left London but you were my destination."

Her sweet words and her coy smile made Tommy forget his anger about his brother. He happily smiled and gave her another small kiss. "But why? Why now? I mean, it's... truly wonderful but I have to admit it's a bit of a surprise."

"I..." Barbara began. She bit her lower lip and averted his loving gaze. "I love you too."

"...'too'?!" One arm left her waist and his crooked finger raised her chin so she would look at him properly. "But... I never said that..." Seeing the fearful reaction in Barbara's face he quickly added "Oh, I do. Oh, Barbara, I very much do." Cupping both sides of her face Tommy gave her a reassuring kiss. "But how could you know? I was trying hard to hide it because I never thought you'd reciprocate my feelings. Or at least-"

"You've written it into the sand." Now he was totally confused. "And Peter's camera's captured it. He's sent a film to me."

"I didn't even know he was there." Tommy turned and looked at his younger brother who was grinning and holding up his camera as if he wanted to say a toast to their epiphany moment. A smile appeared in the corner of Tommy's lips. He imperceptibly nodded before he returned his attention to the woman in his arms.

"Let me show you the film." Barbara suggested fumbling for her mobile in the pocket of her jeans but Tommy shook his head.

"Not now. Let's just leave here. We should go somewhere where we can talk in private. Err..." He raked a hand through his hair and this time for the first time ever Barbara was happy to admire it openly and had no need to hide it. For a short moment Tommy gave her a quizzically raised eyebrow but she just smiled. "Do you have a bag with you?"

"In the car."

"Wait here and keep that look in your face. I appreciate it." Tommy gave her a small kiss. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

Barbara gave him a cautiously hopeful smile. When he was gone she deeply inhaled and let her head bump against the wooden panels of the wall in her back. Peter still stood on the stairs and dared to take another picture of her with closed eyes and smiling contented. The click distinctively was heard and so she looked up. There was a huge smirk in the younger Lynley's face.

"Thank you!" she mouthed, the smashed but happy smile never leaving her face.

"You're welcome." Tommy's brother nodded.

"And now get lost!" she whispered winking.

Peter still grinned when he finally left her alone. He was very pleased with himself. His little love tap had been the right thing to do.


Barbara kept leaning against the wall until Tommy returned with her small bag. All the way from the kitchen door to her spot at the wall his face lit up more and more and when he had reached her he dropped the bag and muttered a sorry before he kissed her again.

"I can't help it." he murmured with her face in his hands. "This is so fantastic!"

This time their kiss really got out of hand rather quick. His pelvis was pressed against hers and he literally pinned her against the wall. His hands slid down her front, only gently stroking across her breasts as if it was by accident, and landed on her hips. Her arms were looped around his neck and she ruffled through his hair and dug her fingers into his shoulders. Their tongues were twisting again and her hands roamed his body until she suddenly moaned into his ear when his lips were gently gnawing at her neck.

"Mmmh, gaawd, yes!"

Slightly shocked Barbara broke their encounter by pushing him away from her. Tommy only grinned lasciviously without letting go of her hips.

"Let's get a room." His deep voice touched her guts in a way she never thought possible. In the next second they kissed again. It was not less wanton but there was a gentle undertone in it that promised that something wonderful was coming its way.

"Oh, heavens!" Tommy whispered when he eventually was able to rip his lips from hers again. "We really should go upstairs, Barbara, or..."

"Or...?" Barbara breathed onto his lips. She felt smashed and excited. Too much love was choked for too many years. Deep love and deep physical desire. At the moment she would let him make love to her right there in the hallway, no matter that somebody could drop by any time.

"Or I'll forget where we are and make love with you right here, right now, no matter who's here." Although her lips and her entire body followed in his direction when he took a step backwards after he had given her another small kiss Tommy managed to resist her this time. He made another step back and held out his hand to her. "Come with me?"

She nodded and grabbed the offered hand. With fingers interlaced they ascended the stairs which led to where his room was.


"Have you solved that case?" Tommy asked with a hoarse voice. He clearly was not overly interested in the case but he had to keep his lips busy unless he would not want to kiss her all the way up the staircase.

"Not really." Barbara answered. There was a similarly huge portion of disinterest in her words. The looks they exchanged only underlined their anticipation to what was about to happen behind the door to his room. The staircase never seemed so long before.

"How come DI Johnson has set you free?"

"I wasn't able to concentrate the entire morning." Barbara laughed apologising.

"Oh?" Tommy sent her one of his raised eyebrows.

"Peter's sent the film yesterday evening. I could hardly sleep tonight."

Tommy smiled seeing the uncertain looks from Barbara.

"Will you stay longer than one night?" His low voice barely hid the meaning behind his words.

"I haven't planned that far." Never before had she heard herself saying something so seductive. Barbara blushed and looked away. Actually she would stay forever if he would want that.

"I'll call Scotland Yard and tell them that I need you here." Tommy dropped Barbara's bag next to the drawer cabinet just inside his room and turned to switch on the lights and to laboriously close the door. Almost unnoticed Barbara had naturally followed him inside without spending one single thought at where he was leading her. Tommy was so full of excitement he had to slow down his breathing before he faced her again. All the way here he never had released her hand and that was the hand with which he now pulled her into his chest. "Which actually is the truth. I need you. I've always needed you. I love you, Barbara Havers."


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