(Long) A/N: Okay I give up trying to write a lot for any other pairing except my beloved one. Helen, you are so much better at adding OCs in than I am (Ewan we love you!). It was previously my intention to have the Robbie/Jackie game as a one shot but felt as though it could fit in here. I promise to have more than 320 words on Stuart and Greg next chapter! If you didn't already know then I made a R/J fanvid; just search LittleTVGirl which is my username and it's my newest one. Oh can you all please help Helen and I get to our magical marker of at least 75 Taggart fics by Christmas!

Disclaimer: Own Greg and that's it.

Jackie woke up and found her dressing gown and put it on, this time making sure she tied it properly then ran a brush through her dark hair getting all the knots out. But there was no need to take these precautions because after searching her house all she found from the previous night was the unwashed cups of coffee and a crumpled up duvet on her couch. Robbie had left earlier to go home and get changed for work, making sure not to wake his precious Jackie. When she realised she was by herself she found her mobile and rang Stuart.

***

Stuart could hear his phone ringing in the living room but was too comfortable to move out of Greg's arms so left it to pick up a voice-mail message. He could hear Jackie's annoyed shouting from where he was. "Stuart I don't care how heavily sated you are, you will call me back as soon as you get this bloody message! Here's a sneak preview: Why the hell did you let Robbie come over to my flat last night?!" The noise started to stir Greg, so Stuart got dressed and started to make breakfast for them. He could talk to Jackie later if he felt like it.

"Mmm that smells good. What is it?" Greg stumbled into the small kitchen with only a pair of boxers on. Stuart had to work hard not to lose himself in staring at his perfectly toned muscles.

"Bacon, toast and scrambled eggs, if that's okay."

"Sounds perfect. By the way was that someone on the phone earlier?"

"Just Jackie shouting at my voice-mail about Robbie appearing."

"So I'm guessing they aren't shagging each other as we speak."

"No. Anyway how about a proper good morning greeting while we wait for the food?" He just finished the sentence as Greg pushed him against the kitchen appliances and kissed him slowly and deliberately. As they broke apart Greg looked into Stuart's eyes,

"I know we only met each other a couple of weeks ago Stuart, but I really think I might love you." That caught Stuart by surprise and he tried to look for any hint of amusement in his expression but couldn't find one.

"I think I love you too."

They sat down and ate their breakfasts with huge grins on their faces. Stuart would have to talk to Jackie later because he needed to tell someone, and he would ask her to tell Robbie to save himself from all the teasing.

The two of them decided to have a quiet day; just watching DVDs, talking and thinking about what their future was going to be like from this day onwards.

***

At the station Jackie was first to arrive and started on her work, knowing Robbie would appear sometime in the next few hours. She had more or less finished her first pile of paperwork when she heard the slow footsteps approaching. She could sense that he was tired and didn't want to be here and she knew that getting up early would have made him even more tetchy. He sat down, nodded a hello to her and gradually started to pick up a pen and write. After an hour or so Jackie could see Robbie's head begin to drop as though he was falling back asleep. She stood up and made both of them a cup of strong coffee then gave him one. He seemed to wake up a bit and started to talk to her about nothing of great importance, forgetting that he was actually getting paid to work. Then out of nowhere he interrupted her work again by asking,

"Jackie can I spend the night at your flat again after work?" She blinked a few times trying to work out what he was meaning.

"Why?"

"There's no point going to a club since I've lost my way with women, so you're great hospitality is next on my list." She ignored his use of sarcasm and her voice got a little louder,

"Do I instantly give off a vibe that tells people I have no life outside of work?"

"I didn't mean it like that Jackie."

She sighed, "I know. Fine, come over. But today could you wait a couple of hours to look more presentable than I did last night?" She smiled and he mentally noted how much prettier she looked when she was like this.

"You looked great last night. When did you get that body by the way?" Jackie couldn't help but blush when he said that and looked at anywhere but his eyes.

"Robbie," she sighed in the way that she always did when he flirted like this.

"Okay I'll just annoy you by saying sorry for getting mad at you yesterday, over and over again." Jackie finished her work even with Robbie's continual apologies and her brain coming up with all sorts of inappropriate scenes which could happen in the coming evening.

***

Robbie had turned up an hour and a quarter after leaving work but fortunately Jackie had already got changed by that time. They were both sitting on her living room's floor because Robbie said it would be easier to put all the nibbles on the ground instead of having to bend over to the table; they had moved her small coffee table over to the wall and had bowls of every snack food they could wish for in front of them.

Robbie broke the short silence that had occurred between them, "Do you have a pack of cards by any chance?"

"Yeah probably over on that bookcase if you search a little." She said pointing to a set of shelfs that had lots of random objects on them. He stood up and eventually found a pack that looked as though they had been used only once.

"Want to play some poker with a twist?"

"The twist being?"

"If we lose a hand then we remove an item of clothing."

"So strip poker?"

"Yes."

"You are kidding!"

"Please Jackie, just one game. When one of us has to lose underwear I promise we'll stop."

"But Robbie-" She was silenced by him pressing a finger to her lips as picked up the deck of cards and handed them to her, leaving it as her decision to play or not. They sat staring at each other for a minute until Jackie surprised herself by starting to shuffle the cards. Neither spoke a single word as she dealt the cards or when they looked at what they had in their hand.

The game started with Jackie losing her necklace, followed quickly by Robbie and his gold chain, then both the watches were added to the pile of valuables on the table.

Robbie began to bluff a lot more, meaning Jackie lost her shoes, socks and cardigan. She knew if she lost any hand after this point, it would end in her having either no shirt or trousers on, and judging by Robbie's sly grin he knew it as well. And that was not an option. Robbie hadn't considered the idea that Jackie may have been bluffing from the start so when he had to take off his shoes, socks and belt, he felt quite stupid. When he placed down his cards to show Jackie he groaned, knowing that she was much better than he had anticipated. She raised her eyebrows at him,

"Did you think that I grew up with three brothers, and didn't learn how to be a good poker player?"

"No I just didn't think you would be this deceitful."

"Shut up and get the shirt off."

"You've already saw me naked though." She took a deep breath trying not to get that memory back into her head.

"It was your idea to play this hideous game so just do it!"

She regretted her forceful behaviour when he lifted his arms and took his shirt off, she took a sneaky look and ended up not being able to take her eyes off his body.

"So do I live up to the memories and dreams?"

"What dreams," Trying to feign innocence at all costs.

"You can't lie and Stuart told me the day after you told him about the first dream." He didn't have to add that Stuart had then went on to tell him whenever she told him anything regarding Robbie, Jackie could guess as much. He wouldn't mention that he hadn't stopped pestering Stuart until he spilled everything on that morning.

"I'll kill that man!"

"Don't kill him, I think it's really sweet that you dream about me."

"Yeah but if you knew what was in these thoughts you would be saying something different." She wasn't sure why she had said that but if he didn't already know, then he definately knew that the dreams in question were completely filthy.

"Oh I already know what's in the thoughts because Stuarty told me and I've been having the same sort for months as well."

"Robbie," she pleaded for him not to go any further but knew it was a lost cause.

"Jackie. Darling. I love you so much. Sorry, I just needed to say that before I lost my nerve." She looked at him for a minute; a few loose tears rolling down her face.

"Why are you crying Jacks?"

"I don't actually know. Maybe because I finally have the truth laid out in front of me and for once I'm not scared that I'll make the wrong decision. I love you Robbie. I can't believe it's this easy to say out loud but I do: I love you."

Robbie got onto his knees and crawled around the bowls of food, over to Jackie. He tilted his head down and kissed her on the lips. As their mouths moved in sync with each other, Robbie rubbed her tears away with his thumbs. He laced their fingers together and made her stand up. They both laughed as Robbie stood in a bowl of crisps but they were far too interested in the other person to even think about clearing the mess up and walked over to the bedroom where they continued their game of strip poker, just without the cards or secrecy, and a lot more kissing and laughing.

To Be Continued.