Assault and Assumptions

Emma pulled a hand out from under the covers and started to bat away the hand that was steadily shaking her awake. When the shaking stopped she curled up under the duvet again and burrowed her head into the sheets. Suddenly she felt a blast of cold air as the duvet was pulled off the bed. She opened one eye to see Will standing grinning at the end of his bed. She reached round and grabbed her pillow which she threw at his head. Then checking through the sheet to make sure she was actually wearing anything, she slid out of the bed and kissed Will lightly.

He went over to his wardrobe and pulled out an oversized ACDC t-shirt which he then helped Emma into. He stood back admiring her. How was it, he thought to himself. How was it possible that she still looked drop dead gorgeous in a baggy top that came half way to her knees?!

They left the bedroom and wandered through into the kitchen where Will poured them some cereal. Emma stood up and began to fill the kettle before standing on her tiptoes to reach one of the cupboards where the tea bags were kept. Will slipped out of his seat and walked over to her putting one hand round her waist and lifting her gently off the floor so she could reach the box of teabags on the top shelf. She placed them on the worktops and the turned around still with his hands round her waist. Will pushed her against the cupboards and started kissing her but Emma escaped and grinned cheekily at him before disappearing into the bathroom and starting the shower.

Will shook his head slightly and knocked on the door before entering when she called that it wasn't locked. She was standing with her back to him brushing her teeth while the shower heated up. He stood behind her and slipped the t-shirt over her head before removing his own clothes and beckoning her into the shower with him.

They sat sipping their cups of tea while watching the breakfast news all cuddled up on the armchair. She leaned back into him and rested her head on his chest for a while before looking down at her watch and then slowly clambering off him. She shook her car keys and walked out of the living room giving him no choice but to follow.

During the morning's briefing they kept shooting each other little glances as if to make sure last night was for real. Emma knew that she certainly couldn't believe it had been so perfect.

"Emma can I have a word?" Matt asked just before she went out on the beat. She rolled her eyes, knowing that up till now it had been too good to be true. She sighed and followed his into his office. He questioned her about Will, saying that something wasn't right about his "special duties" and the burglar at the flat. Emma shrugged off Matt's suspicions while still standing moodily by the door. "Look babe, I know I was out of order yesterday but I think you deserve to know why." He said turning away from her. "My last fiancé died, she didn't leave me. I want to make sure that we're going to be together for a long time."

"So you want to control me." Emma said in a slightly softer voice. "You may love me but I'm starting to doubt whether or not I love you."

"It's Will isn't it?" He spat at her grabbing tightly onto her. Emma nodded slightly while trying to release Matt's grip on her. "You slept with him last night didn't you?" He shouted in her face. Yet again she nodded and then Matt slapped her across the cheek. "You filthy slag, get out of my office." He yelled at her before shoving her out into the corridor.

She walked quickly towards the locker room and sat down heavily on the bench before examining her arms. There were huge white rings from where Matt had been gripping onto her. She raised a hand to her face and felt the heat radiating from it. She curled up at the end of the bench and began sobbing quietly.

Will walked along the corridor and kicked the door angrily. How could they be pulling him off the undercover job? He'd been doing great. Or so Mickey had been saying. He leant against the wall and tried to calm down. For once the station was quiet and as he got used to the silence he began to hear some sort of background noise. It sounded like someone was crying but surely not.

He knocked softly on the female locker room door and stepped inside to see Emma shaking slightly while lying on the end of the bench. He stooped down in front of her and stroked sore cheek which was still pretty red. "Matt" he said knowingly and Emma nodded. "Awww come here baby, you're safe now." He added lifting her down off the bench and into his arms.

They stayed there for a while with Will's back up against one of the lockers. Suddenly Yvonne walked in muttering to herself about young PCs. "Will, Emma!" She said confusedly. Emma turned and kissed Will on the cheek before getting up and following Yvonne from the changing rooms.

Will sat glaring out of the car window while Ewan drove him somewhere but he refused to give exact details. He frowned wondering how Dan was getting on in the boxing ring. He was supposed to be his wingman. Will looked up in surprise as the car pulled up outside the community centre where he knew an RDA gig was being held that night.

"Overtime to protect a bunch of racists." Yvonne said exasperatedly more to herself than anyone else. Emma shrugged and got out of the car before heading up the stairs to the community centre. When she reached the hall she realised that something wasn't right, she followed the shouting up the stairs to a smaller room. Pushing open the door she saw Will about to hit a Muslim and froze horrified in the doorway.