(a/n - yes, more joetina drabble. I had the idea watching a couple of episodes, and decided to write it. Yes, it will be a one shot. I think all of the bread fics I do will be oneshots, as I don't have the time to write multi chapter fics. Sorry.)

The Health And Safety Officer

Martina arrived in work late one morning, suffering from a terrible head cold. After taking some medicine she had pulled herself together and marched to work, afterall, if she was off, who would take care of the Boswells? Nobody. They would be left to roam free and charm people every which way. She smiled slightly. She wouldn't mind being charmed and allowing someone to roam free. That, however, wasn't allowed. Especially as there was only one person who she would allow such privileges. And that person was not Shifty.

Martina sat at her desk, and began to sort through some forms. Today she had to go through all of the forms that people had dropped off and see if they were valid. Her work colleagues had made her stay like that, as she wasn't well. Unless any of the difficult customers came. Then she was allowed to open up her desk as an exception. Martina wasn't best pleased with the arrangements. Didn't her work colleagues realise that she could look after herself? Nobody seemed to realise that Martina was perfectly capable of looking after herself. Why didn't anyone believe in her?

Martina rolled her eyes as she sorted through her pile. She was bored, and couldn't wait to get home. Then, she found it. Towards the bottom of the pile there was an envelope addressed to her. She was puzzled, but opened it all the same. Inside there was a letter:

'Dear Martina, it has come to our attention that you have now been loyally serving the DHSS for almost a decade. Therefore, you have been selected to become a health and safety officer. This should be kept confidential, due to the fact that health and safety officers get added bonuses, which cannot be given to anyone else. For your training with our current expert in health and safety, please go to your local protestant church's function room at 7pm on Saturday. Thank you.'

Martina smiled to herself. It was nice to feel valued, and nobody she knew in the world valued her. She had once told Shifty that she thought all of the nice people were dead. She was right. They were. She grimaced. Why had she been stupid enough to get involved with the unofficial Boswell? She grimaced again, for she knew why, deep down. She had gotten involved with Shifty for one simple reason. Love.

The only problem was, it wasn't Shifty that she loved, it was somebody else. Another rogue, but this time, a much more lovable rogue. A lovable rogue that Shifty knew very well. And had the dreadful relationship gotten her anywhere except disappointment and heartache? No.

She sighed, and put the letter in her bag. At least she now had health and safety officer training to look forward for. She wondered what bonuses being a health and safety officer might entail. She hoped that they would be enjoyable.