Later on in the day Iain was outside offering Dixie a lift to her adoption panel after recently returning from a shout with Cal in which a roof had nearly fallen on their heads, as he turned around he noticed the small blonde stood in the door way who gave a small head gesture in which he gathered it meant to follow her, he caught up with her just before cubicles in which he picked an open one and patted the bed before perching in the edge legs spread so the small blonde could fit between, she closed the curtains as he spoke "I'm game if you are" she turned grinning, fitting between his legs before choosing to speak "I just thought I would check you were ok because I heard a roof fell on your head" she said moving closer "I'm fine, not a scratch on me" he said shaking his head he didn't want her to worry she took this opportunity to wind him up "apart from the ones I left on your back" she spoke taking her lips close to his but drawing away before he had the chance to capture them "yeah next time cut your nails" he said thinking about the scratches that littered his tattoo. There noses were pressed against each other "Who said there's going to be a next time" she'd just about finished speaking when he pressed his lips gently onto hers he pulled her towards him as she wrapped her arm over his shoulder pulling them closer together, as Zoë opened the curtain she was greeted by a normal (ish) scene Rita was checking over Iain however what was struck as weird in Zoe's brain was Rita was in a jumper she would never have worn her hoodie in cubicles no matter what … her office was by the door. Zoe apologized for bursting in and they headed off towards the entrance, Iain walked ahead pulling Rita by her hand but he held her that close it wasn't noticeable. "So your office?" he questioned that glint in his eye "I don't particularly fancy being caught at it by Charlie" he pulled a face and dragged her towards the stairs "follow me in a minute" she nodded collected a file off the reception desk before heading upstairs when she turned the corner confused as to where Iain had gone, he appeared from the On Call Room pulling her in shutting the door and locking it, Rita threw the file down knowing it really wasn't needed. "Staff nurse Freeman, I've got a problem and I think I need checking it out" he spoke in his deep husky tone that to her only meant one thing "Do you now Mr. Dean and what might it be" she teased he was starting to realize this was her thing "You see I get this urge every time I see this woman she does things to me, she's driving me crazy and I feel she may need to help with this urge I feel" he put on his best pout "and this urge you say" she grinned "Its very.. important, I could almost say life threatening" he stood up and headed over to her "In that case we'll have to treat it straight away" and that was it their lips crashed together he backed her up towards the bed and well you can probably guess what happened from there. Half an hour later they were laid in the bed in the on call room cuddled into one another, Iain was pushing hair out of Rita's face. "How do you do it Rita, you make me feel, well something else, every time I see you, you drive me insane!" she nuzzled into him tracing his muscles "You some how mange the same Dean" she felt a shiver run down his spine she chose not to bring it up 'Dean' he thought no-one had called him Dean since Sam her choice of last name for him had given him such warmth he had always felt safe and now Rita had spoken it, it had had the same desired effect.