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XXx Leanne xXx


Chapter Two

"Right that's me about done!" Phil announced at the end of the day. He and Sam were the only two left working in CID, with the exception of Neil who was shut away in his office. He switched off his computer, looking across at Sam. "I take it we'll have the pleasure of your company tonight?"

Sam smiled, "Sure!" She replied looking up from her paperwork, "What time are we meeting?"

"7 o'clock, Canley Arms, I think!" He answered, picking up his jacket. "See you tonight then!"

She stood up, following suit. "Actually I think I'll leave too… this lot can wait until tomorrow." She pushed her chair under her desk; Phil picked up her coat and helped her on with it. His fingers brushed against her bare skin. She blushed and felt a shiver run down her spine. "Thanks!" She said, touching him lightly on the arm.

They walked side by side out of CID, and into the station car park. "See you later Sam!" Phil said walking over to his car.

Sam nodded… "Yeah, later!" And smiling she climbed into her car, and started the engine. The car didn't budge. She sighed; the day had been so perfect that something had to go wrong.

From the other side of the car park, Phil watched as she got into her car. When it didn't start, he got out of his vehicle and walked back over to her. He tapped on the window, and she wound it down. "Are you okay Sam?"

"My car won't start!"

"Do you want a lift?" He offered. "We can take your car into the garage tomorrow!"

She smiled gratefully. "Are you sure?"

He nodded, leaning over her and unclicking her seatbelt for her. "Yeah I'm sure!" He said. "Come on!"

As they drove to her house, they sat in a companiable silence – Sam leaning back in her seat, a smile playing across her lips. "What are you thinking about?" He asked breaking the silence.

Sam grinned, "truthfully?" She replied. He nodded. "I'm thinking that there's this side to you that I quite like…that I'm attracted to …" She paused embarrassed.

Phil's mouth dropped open; making a quick recovery, he smiled. "Care to elaborate on that one Ms Nixon?"

She smiled, "I might do," she said. The car pulled up outside her house. "Later though…" She got out. "I guess I'll be seeing you in a couple hours then." And with that, without waiting for a reply she walked from the car – knowing he was watching her every move – an exaggerated sway to her hips.


Suzie sighed, and lowered herself into a bath of hot bubbles. After the day she'd had, she felt she deserved it. She and Zain had been working on an obbo – six hours, holed up in a tiny flat together and for what? For uniform to come along and mess the entire operation up…shatter a case that had taken months to put together Typical! She closed her eyes as the water eased the aching of her joints. The day had been complete hell and the best - and worst – part of it had been working with Zain.

She liked working with him, of course she did. There were no problems in that department. In fact it was quite the opposite. If she was honest with herself, then her feelings ran deeper than that. But the problem was that she'd denied her feelings for so long that she couldn't admit the truth… especially not to Zain.

After about half hour, climbing out of the bath, she dried herself off, wrapped a smaller towel around her wet hair and slipped into a silky kimono and slippers before padding into the bedroom, pulling open the wardrobe and starting to search for something to wear.


Neil sighed, catching sight of the clock on his desk. He knew he should pick up the phone and tell Philippa that he wouldn't be home for tea, but he couldn't be bothered. What did it matter anyway? She was used to him not coming in until late, so why should tonight be any different? Shifting his gaze over to his filing cabinet, he looked at the photo on the top. He smiled; his son Jake was the only thing that made his marriage worthwhile. If it weren't for him then he would have left Philippa ages ago to be with Andrea.

He loved her more than he ever thought was possible, she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but he couldn't tell Philippa that, not now. Especially, since he and Jake were getting on so well… he didn't want to mess things up…

He missed Andrea so much, since he'd ended their seven-month relationship two days ago. It was true that their affair wasn't meant to be anything serious but somehow, without even realising it he'd fallen in love with her.

Sighing he picked up his mobile and punched in Andrea's number. "Hey its me!" He said in a low voice. "Please don't hang up Andrea!"


Andrea Dunbar wedged the phone in-between her ear and her shoulder, as she carefully painted her nails. "Why shouldn't I?" She said.

Suppressing another sigh, he began to speak. "Listen baby," he began. "I'm sorry, okay… I was an idiot and I'm really really sorry."

"Yeah you were," she said coolly. "You really hurt me Neil, and I think we both know that sorry won't quite cover it this time."

"I know I did, and I know you're angry," he said. "But isn't there anything I can do to make you give me another chance?"

Andrea cursed as she spilt cranberry coloured nail varnish over her white sofa. "I think you know there isn't Neil!" She said sadly. "Go back to your wife and your son, they're your family… they need you a lot more than I do!" She finished, tears springing to her eyes as she spoke. That was the hardest thing she'd ever done and although she knew she was doing the right thing, it didn't make letting him go any easier.

"Please don't do this to us! We can make it work!" He said desperately. He had known it wouldn't be easy getting her back, but he also hadn't anticipated it being this hard. "I love you!"

"Don't Neil, please!" She said starting to cry. "Don't make this any harder than it already is!"

"I can't do this Andrea, I can't let you walk out of my life like that…I won't let you…" He said forcefully, trying to keep his emotion from showing in his voice.

"You have to do this! Think of Jake." She said, choking on the words. "I'm going to see Inspector Gold tomorrow, put in for a transfer!" She explained.

Neil's breath caught in his throat. It was clear that she'd been doing a lot of thinking over the past couple days. "No…" He said. "You don't have to do that… I'll go back to Philippa if that's what you want, but please don't leave!" Even if she did make him go back to his family, while she was at Sun Hill there was a chance for them. But if she left… then that would be one less reason for him to live for.

"I have to… I can't stay, not after everything that's happened!" Her voice came out in a whisper. "You have to forget about me Neil!"

He shook his head, even though she couldn't see him. "Never!" He said stubbornly.

"I mean it, you have to forget that I was ever a part of your life, that I ever existed, and you can't do that while I'm still here, so I'm going."

"No Andrea please…" He said.

"Goodbye Neil!" She said, her voice filled with tears. She put the phone down and ran through the numbers stored in its memory. Selecting his number, her hand hovered over the delete button, she paused. She couldn't do it… not yet… it all seemed too final.