"-And so I came to Glasgow…to find where his business trip was… and saw him, with her." I took a breath. Oh mum would be proud, 'spilling my heart out to a copper', great. DI Ross had listened, when I told him about what I thought of some men, his mouth twitched. A smile? Or nervousness. As I had stopped talking, DI Ross took his plunge.

"Right. Okay, Miss Boulter-"

Yeah, he thought I was an idiot. I could hear a phone ringing somewhere in the main office.

"About that car-" he began but then a man shouted and after footsteps his head popper around the door,

"Robbie, there is a very pissed off man on the phone something to do with damage to a car. Isn't to do with you is it?" the man said.

"Thanks Stuart. And yes, that is probably the same one…oh this could be interesting" DI Ross or Robbie leaned off the desk, looked at me briefly, and headed out the door. The other guy was still standing there.

"Guessing you mucked up that car?" he asked.

"Yup, still proud of it. Amy" I held out my hand.

"Stuart. Why'd you do it?"

"DI Ross might be able to tell you. You don't have a coffee machine anywhere?"

He nodded and I got up to follow him, at the end of the corridor was a coffee machine. Stuart seemed quite quiet, but nice enough.

"Question. How did you and Robbie meet. He doesn't go for the 'bust the windows' of your car type" Stuart asked carefully as I jabbed at the button of the machine. I laughed.

"Sorry for the comic book feel, but he saved me from being hit by a car, that was coming straight for me" I said.

"Sounds like Robbie" he muttered.

"What sounds like Robbie?" DI Ross was back, an eyebrow raised.

"Don't worry. How was the angry man on the phone?" Stuart asked I nodded quickly. Hopefully it would mean he would be wary of what he does now.

"Oh he's pissed alright, and Amy?" I looked directly at Robbie's face for use as my first name. Well Miss Boulter is flipping annoying to keep saying I must say.

"I'm going to fine you for damage. However much it cost to repair, your going to pay" he said and I nodded. Oh well…hope he's learnt something with this. Stuart made the comment about getting one of those forms and disappeared. The coffee I had made stood in the machine still steaming.

"So I've seen a crime, stopped someone from being killed, and given punishment. I'm having a good day" Robbie mused and then smirked. "If you feel the need to smash up another car-" he began as we walked through into the main office area. The woman who he had called, Jackie looked up and smirked.

"There is a silver Lexus which Robbie drives normally," Jackie said sharply.

"That's funny Jack's. Ignore her!

"Don't worry I don't usually do this…and I'm not in your records either. Thames Valley Police, talk to them if you want dirt on me" I said and when there was a look that passed over the faces I assured them.

"Oh just graffitying public property when I was eleven" and Jackie nodded. Stuart appeared at my side holding a pen and told me what to fill out. I know this sounds weird but it doesn't bother me I was caught and that I have to pay a fine. When I was done Robbie said he'd show me the door, I saw Jackie watch him.

"You're not the everyday criminal we get must say" he said a gust of air blew fiercely.

"I like to think that. Do you want a drink sometime? I'm thinking of staying here a bit and after the car" I ad brought that up. An expression crossed his face but I couldn't quite read it.

"Sure. If you're paying" he said and I smiled.

"I'm at the Marks Hotel"

"You paid that much, just to smash the windows of your boyfriend's car?" he asked, I shrugged.

"It's the subtext. I don't care. But you'll have to talk to me again anyway because I have to pay the fine" I said and he nodded.

"See you Amy," he said. And I turned and walked down the steps of Maryhill Police Station hugging my leather jacket tighter, as the wind blew faster.

*Shit? Good? Needs a bit of work? I don't mind… *