A/N: This fic is dedicated to Sarah, thanks for her help and for the beta, your the best

Well this isn't really a M/K at the moment but in following chapters it shall be ;D

I really hope you enjoy this story! Please leave a comment even if it is con crit.

I'm sorry in advance if any of the dialogue from episode 101 is wrong. Text in Italics is dialogue belonging to episode 101 Sea Patrol. 'Welcome aboard' written by Tony Morphett and Directed by Chris Martin-Jones.

2011

The past nine years have been long and hard; four of those years I have spent on the Hammersley; which made things even more difficult. The hardest and worst day was February 14th 2002; they day my daughter died. She was 2 months old. I had named her Grace; after her father's mother. Grace had never met her father; he left when he found out I was pregnant.

It was my first day of being on a patrol boat; her name is the Hammersley. I had just arrived; knowing nothing about her or who her crew were. I could see all the crew mustered on deck; I guessed they were all waiting for me. I walked on the boat and looked up; there standing in front of me was a man I thought I would never see again. My heart skipped a beat, one part of me felt like running off the Hammersley and never setting foot in Cairns again but the other half of me wanted to stay here and be close to him.

The introductions were over and we were heading after an illegal fishing vessel. I was taken to my cabin that I shared with Lieutenant Nikki Caetano; I remember her face from somewhere but just can't think where. It clicked, where she knew the navigator from; she was the hell raising little sexpot from ADFA.

"What is that foul smell?" I asked.

"Trochus shell ma'am," replied Buffer.

"They rot out the fish to get out the shell," Buffer explained to me.

We boarded the FFV; my first boarding on a patrol boat, I was nervous and happy at the same time it was a whole new experience for me. I was the first to board, the smell got to me; I threw up my lunch over the side of the boat. There was a full load on board and we had to discard it all, what a waste! Two of our sailors stayed on board and the Hammersley as we towed it back to port.

The next morning we received a signal from NAVCOM informing us of a medical emergency on Bright Island. We were to brake off towing the FFV, which would now follow us on their own steam. When we arrived at Bright Island two search teams were picked, going both ways along the beach looking for the injured marine biologist. She was doing marine research, so we assumed she would be camped on the beach. When we found Lisa she couldn't move her limbs and was having trouble breathing so Swain had to perform a tracheotomy; a procedure he had never done before. We have to cut her throat open and insert a tube, but the only tube available is the nine millimetre barrel out of her gun. It was successful and we got Lisa to breathe a lot better, we now had to transport her to the Hammersley and back to base.

We couldn't get Lisa to the hospital until we found ET and Jaffah who we left behind on the FFV. ET and Jaffah were found just when Lisa stopped breathing; she had no pulse. Swain and I had to do CPR. Unfortunately she didn't make it.

Arriving into port; as soon as the Hammersley was docked Mike and I headed to the hospital. Waiting for Lisa Holmes' employer to come was spent thinking about the man that was standing next to me. To me Dr. Morrell looked more scared about whether or not Lisa had said anything; I knew from that point on there was something wrong going on behind a lot of people's backs. But when she 'pretended' to faint I knew she was trying to hit on him, it would have been obvious to any female in the world, because men don't look at those sort of things. All they think about is sex!

On the way back to the ship I was trying to make conversation with the captain, but it didn't go to plan too well. It started off fine with me asking, "What do you make of all that?"

"I really feel for her," he replied to me.

"Do you?" and this is where the plan went downhill.

"She made a command decision that went very bad."

"Yes..."

"Lost a team member as a result, that's the sort of thing that could happen to us," he replied looking at me.

"You didn't think that….Sir, she is a very striking woman and I wouldn't blame you if you were a little smitten with her but," I stuttered at first but towards the end I couldn't help but grin.

"Excuse me."

"The moment she leant against your chest for support you didn't find that to be a little calculating," I replied; that was the exact moment were we stopped, he looked me in the eyes.

"No," he said shaking his head.

"No, got to be another woman to see it I guess, and she really wanted to make sure that doctor Holmes hadn't said anything."

"I think we will leave it there don't you?"

"Sure."

He talked to me about the 'other thing'. That hurt me when he called it 'other thing' we had a child for Heaven's sake! I suppose that's why he called it 'other thing' because he didn't want to speak of the human being that we made through love. I understand why he is calling it other thing now, he doesn't want to have to explain to me why he left and make me raise a child on my own!

I made my way down to the cabin I shared with the Navigator; I couldn't face him now, not after what he just said to me.

Argh!! I don't want to see that flirtatious, arrogant woman touch him ever again, no scratch that, I don't want to see her ever again!