Right so new fic. Let me know what you think. This should be approximately 10 chapters depends where I take it. Not sure if it's any good but any ideas would be

Lee sighed as he paced the bustling pavements of London. Running his hand over his face as he stood in the middle of the pavement, coat in his right hand and a small backpack on his back.

As he looked in both directions of the street, Lee took no notice of the occasional person moaning that he was in the way or the odd knock he would get to arms. He didn't know where to go or what to do. There was Tim's or the pub.

The pub could be considered as a good option but then he'd have nowhere to stay for the night and then that would mean he'd have to sleep on the streets with the...rats. Quickly forgetting that idea he shook his head as he watched people clad in their winter clothes walking past him. That was another reason. It was winter and to be quite honest he looked rather foolish just standing in his t shirt so, he quickly put his coat on.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he watched as his hot breath appeared like a cloud in front of him. The second and final option he had was Tim's. Now there was pros and cons to this option. The pros being, alcohol, roof, bed, warm, food and the cons being that Tim and Daisy were there. Deciding he could sacrifice his sanity for a comfortable place to sleep he started his walk over there.

Tim had been back from Germany for a few months now on holiday but was due to return in another couple of months. Ever since he had been back he had questioned everything Lee and Lucy did, asking questions about what had happened when he was away and so on, trying to work out if anything had changed since he had been away. The over protectiveness firmly in place as soon as they both had greeted him at the airport.

Lee walked up the path to Tim's front door, his hands still in his pockets and his cheeks and nose a rosy red. Shuffling his feet on the ground he pressed the doorbell and waited for Tim to answer the door. Once the door had been opened Lee rolled his eyes at the sight of tim in a floral apron.

"Who do you think you are? Nigella Lawson?" He asked as he barged his way past his best mate and into the warmth of the house.

"Please do come in," Tim said sarcastically as he continued to stare out of the door. Closing it he turned to Lee who was hanging his coat up on the hook. "What's caused this visit?" Tim questioned as Lee turned around to face him, politely taking his shoes off.

"I need somewhere to stay for a couple nights," he said sheepishly as he straightened his checked shirt.

"And why's that?" Tim questioned, raising an eye brow at the man in front of him.

"Lucy kicked me out," he admitted reluctantly as Tim tried and failed to look surprised. They had argued a lot over the past week. The arguments ranging from full blown out, bomb has hit the sight, must try and hide before she throws anything dangerous at me arguments to this is just stupid but I'm not going to speak to you because I'm stubborn arguments.

"Finally done it has she?" He asked as he walked past Lee and back towards the kitchen to where Daisy was with her headphones in, reading a magazine. Lee has expected sarcasm from Tim, he got it often enough. That's all he was waiting for now was for him to get an "I told you so" because he had always said that Lucy would one day have enough and kick him out. Lee had lasted a few years.

"Social," Lee pointed at Daisy before deciding to shut up at the glare he was receiving off Tim.

"What did you do to my sister?" Tim's back was facing Lee, so he missed the eye roll Lee made.

"Nothing," exclaimed Lee in an unnatural high pitched voice for a man. Tim turned around at that and raised his eyebrow again," we-ll..."

"I want the truth Lee."

"Fine. But can we talk after dinner. I'm starving," and that delayed the conversation. Until later at least. Tim nodded at the Lee ending the conversation now, knowing his friend needed time to work out how he could explain properly.

"Set the table for me then. We're having Shepard's pie," Lee did as he was told, rummaging through various cupboards, looking for the right bits he needed but still not understanding how Daisy didn't notice any movement at all.