He began to trudge back up the fire escape but then remembered that Emma was in the flat by herself. He took the steps two at a time and reached the window within a minute. Climbing back through he found Emma trying to stem the bleeding from the large gash on the woman's face.

Emma looked up and Will spread his hands and shook his head. No suspect. "Paramedics on their way?" He asked as he joined Emma on the floor. She nodded and then paled; he noticed the blood all over her hands. He hugged her tightly and whispered soothingly in her ear, he knew she wasn't great with blood. Taking over he pressed a fresh tea towel to the wound on the victim's head and rechecked the pulse.

Standing up Emma mumbled something about needing to go and check on the ambulance. He heard the front door shut quietly and Emma's footsteps fading but a few minutes later they returned slightly faster and he heard the bolt on the bathroom door slide across. He waited until the paramedics arrived to take care of the victim but then slipped out of the kitchen and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Em…it's me Will. Open the door Emma. Please." He asked still knocking gently. He stepped back when he heard the bolt slide back across but when the door didn't open curiosity overcame him. Resting his hand on the door he pushed it slowly open to reveal Emma sitting on the side of the bath. She was extremely pale. Rushing to her side he checked her over quickly but could only find some minor scratches on her arms.

"Were you sick?" He asked worriedly. She screwed her face up and nodded slightly, tears beginning to run down her face. "Anything else wrong?" He asked sure that being sick wasn't enough to reduce her to tears. Again she nodded and looked up at him. Brushing her fringe gently from her eyes he helped her to her feet and they walked back out along the balcony and down the stairs to the car.

Once he had made sure she was comfortable, he walked round to the other side of the car and got into the driver's seat. He took her hands in his and looked at her inquisitively. She sniffed and took a deep breath. "Once you'd left and started chasing that man down the fire escape…another guy appeared. He came out of one of the bedrooms. I think he must have been hiding. He threatened me…with his gun. When I reached for my radio he came closer and said…if I told you then I'd be dead sooner than I knew it." She hiccupped and burst into a fresh set of tears.

Will nodded slightly still worried for his friend. "So when you went outside it wasn't to see if the medics were here, it was to check if the guy was waiting for you. Was he?" He asked suddenly alarmed. When Emma nodded he did too. "That's why you were sick. Not because of the blood, actually you're getting better at handling that. You were sick because you were scared, he was standing at the top of the stairwell wasn't he?" Will said filling in the blanks for her.

With not too much difficulty he lifted her from the passenger seat into his lap. Cradling her in his arms he whispered comfortingly in her ear that he wouldn't let this guy touch her if it was the last thing he did. Eventually her tears dried up and she shifted slightly looking up at Will. She smiled weakly in thanks and then crawled back across to the passenger seat.

He got out of the car; he didn't want Emma to hear this. "Sierra Oscar from 543, report of armed incident on the Jasmine Allen Estate. 361 was threatened by an IC1 male in black jeans and a yellow hoody. He left about 5 minutes ago. He is armed and presumed dangerous." Will sighed as he finished speaking into the radio.

Sure enough only a few minutes later Inspector Gold was on the blower. "Will…is Emma safe?" Was her main question but a torrent of others followed. Eventually she let him go instructing him just to follow normal procedure with the assault case and join the victim at the hospital. Will opened the door and slid back into the car where Emma was waiting patiently for him, looking a good deal calmer than before.

They flashed their badges on entering the ward that the victim was on. Directed to the end of the ward they saw her lying unconscious on a bed with multiple tubes and wires sticking out of her. Her armed guard frowned at them before they showed him their badges explaining that they were the investigating officers at the moment. The nurse who had admitted the patient came over to tell them if they waited down the hall she would get them the clothes and belongings of the patient.

Flopping down on one of the hard uncomfortable hospitals benches Will and Emma sighed simultaneously. Looking at each other they giggled slightly before Will put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. Relaxing into him she rested her cheek on his chest and he kissed the top of her head gently. They sat in a comfortable silence for several minutes until the nurse came by with the evidence bags. Thanking her they left the ward and returned to the area car outside.

"Are you sure you're alright Em." Will asked concerned that she was still very quiet. She nodded in reply and then flashed him a quick smile. "You know you can talk to me yeah." He said reassuringly placing his hand on her knee. She jumped; surprised at the contact but soon she got used to it and placed her hand over his. He smiled to himself; maybe he still had a chance with her. Emma pouted when he had to take his hand away to turn the steering wheel at a sharp corner. She missed the contact; he always made her feel safe and secure.

They slowly made their way upstairs to hand the case over to C.I.D. That was the one part of the job that no uniformed officer liked. They were allowed to take a case only so far and then the stiffs upstairs muscled in on it. Will held the door open for Emma and placed his hand gently on her shoulder as they told Sam and Phil about the crime scene and what had happened after they arrived.

"I'll need to take your statement Emma." Phil said kindly squeezing her hand as he could tell from her face that she was still scared. She nodded and turned into Will, placing her hand on his stomach.

"Come on toots, let's go and get coffee." Will said grabbing her hand and guiding her out of C.I.D

"They together?" Phil asked following Sam into her office. She shrugged but smiled at the thought, everybody in the whole bloody station knew that Emma and Will were made for each other. Turning back to him she placed her hand on his cheek and whispered softly in his ear, "I don't know about them, but I do know who I think should be together." This sent shivers down Phil's spine and he pulled away slowly, looking her in the eyes. They both leant in and their lips met again and again until Jo burst into the office and stood staring at them with her mouth wide open.

Sam laughed and pulled away smiling, "Jo you can close your mouth now." She said before turning back to Phil and giving him another lingering kiss.