Disclaimer: I still don't own Sam or Jo, but I do still own Gregson and Mackenzie!

I'm kind of getting carried away with this! I've actually finished writing the story (54 Chapters!) So I thought I'd put them up as soon as possible!

Chapter 4:

"See, what did I say? They're an item. Cops I bet you." Gregson and Mackenzie were sitting in a parked car at the end of the alley. Jo and Sam were at the other end of the alley so they couldn't see all of what had been happening, but there was no mistake, the two women were kissing.

"Text your girlfriend, tell her there's a change of plan and we need to see her and Samantha in and hour at number 10 of the abandoned estate the other side of London. You know the one, right?"

"Larkmead?"

Mackenzie nodded.

"Yeah, I know it," Gregson continued, "and she's not my girlfriend. By the looks of it she's got a girlfriend of her own."

Mackenzie laughed at that, "You jealous?"

"No!" Gregson said defensively. "So what are we gonna do to them?"

"Just text her. You'll find out later."

Jo heard her phone bleep to tell her she had a text. She didn't want to pull away from Sam but it might be important. And anyway, Jo sensed now might be the best time to pull back, both women were getting a little caught up in the moment and Jo thought the floor of an alley might not be the most romantic of locations for their first time together.

Sam felt the DC pulling away underneath her. As much as Sam wanted to keep hold of her, she let go, fearing this might not be what Jo wanted after all, or that she had changed her mind. "Sorry, that's not what you want is it?"

"What? Sam where's this come from?" The blonde merely shrugged at Jo, "Don't be silly, of course it's what I want."

"Then why did you, y'know…"

"Pull away?"

"Yeah."

"Two reasons, that bleep was my phone, I've got a text. And Sam, we're getting carried away, Alley floor isn't exactly screaming romance, hearts and flowers to me, it's screaming slappers and one night stands, or one…afternoon stands or whatever."

"Sorry, I just thought that maybe, well maybe, well that, y'know, I'd interpreted what you were saying wrong. Or you'd changed your mind or that… I just, I never thought, never dreamed that you would have feelings for me."

Jo couldn't help but laugh at this.

"What, are you saying I'm right?"

"No, no, of course you're not right. It's just that I was always thinking that there's no way you would have feelings for me, not the other way around."

Sam struggled; trying to think of something to say in response, sadly, nothing came to mind.

Jo suddenly felt awkward, she was not the kind of person to reveal her feelings, and when people went silent after she had then that couldn't be good, could it? She reached for her phone in her pocket, trying to distract herself from the situation she was in. After reading the text she instantly had a frown on her face.

Sam picked up on this frown pretty quickly and found herself very concerned, "Jo, what is it?"

Hearing the tone of Sam's voice, Jo instantly reassured her, "Oh, nothing to worry about, just a text from Gregson, he wants to meet us at number 10 of the Larkmead estate."

"Larkmead? That's the abandoned one."

"Yeah, I know that's what got me, why there? I don't like the feel of this, maybe we should call Jack and tell him where we're going."

"No, we can't do that, if we do he'll realise we screwed up earlier. We can handle Gregson and Mackenzie."

Wearily, Jo agreed. "Okay then, let's go." She went to get up and was immediately reminded of why she was on the floor as a shooting pain went through her ankle. "Ah…"

"Jo." Sam quickly reacted to the brunette's shout of pain. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just forgot about my ankle, that's all."

"Look, are you sure you're alright to go today?"

"Sam, I'm fine, look I can get up with no pro…" Jo was cut off mid word as her attempt to stand was ruined by her almost toppling over and having to grab Sam's arm to keep her upright.

"No you're not fine, Jo. I can't let you go Jo, not without getting checked out first."

"Oh for God's sake, Sam. I'm not going to the FME, no way."

"Well we'll go to A&E instead then."

"Oh, Sam, they take hours."

Sam gave her one of 'those looks' meaning she wasn't going to back down.

"Well Gregson wanted us there in an hour so I'll have to tell him we'll be what, three hours? If we're gonna have to go to the hospital."

"What? You could get checked out in 20 minutes if we went to the FME."

"I told you I'm not going there, Sam."

"Fine, hospital it is. Look, we're nearer to this end of the alley, I'll move the car around to that end of it, and come and get you, okay?"

"Fine."

"Don't move, I'll help you when I've parked."

"Fine."

Sam returned the way they had came, and the moment she was out of sight, Jo reached for her phone. She sent a text to Gregson, saying they wouldn't be able to make it until 7pm. She was about to put her phone away when she changed her mind. Going into another text she wrote, 'Meeting Gregson & Mackenzie no.10, Larkmead estate 7pm. Will contact u about 7:30, if I haven't by 8pm, send someone round, Jo.' After a couple of seconds of deliberation she went to the contact list and scrolled down until she found Jack's number and hit the send button. Jo didn't like going against what Sam had said, after all she had clearly stated not to tell Jack, but Jo had a bad feeling about it, and she didn't want the two of them to be trapped with no back up.

Sam walked up to Jo, "Who you texting?"

Jo felt instantly guilty, "What, er, Gregson, telling him we're gonna be late."

"Oh of course. Right, let's get you into the car." Sam took Jo's arm and wrapped it around her shoulder before carefully pulling the DC to her feet. With Jo's arm still over her shoulder, Sam held her hand and put the other one around the brunette's waist and helped the limping woman to the car.