Fluff coming up. From all the MM's, this is the one I would have wanted to see most, Laura's deception. I know it's childish, you can make fun of me, this one had to get out of my system.

Thanks again, Eastender! Please keep on R&R!

The morning

He woke up around six, like he always did. He missed Della in his arms, opened his eyes and sighed. She had moved from him, but she was still there. Sleeping on her side, she breathed calmly, and held her pillow in such a way that he had a delicious view on her neck, shoulder, collarbone, and the soft swell of her breast.

Their everlasting promise to never go to sleep angry at eachother, had certainly shortened some nights, but made waking up so much nicer. He moved closer to her, she moved a little, adjusting her body to his. He kissed her neck.

Her softness and warmth reached his groin before he could control it. He grinned, and tickled her ear and neck with his beard, placing soft kisses to wake her up. They had a busy morning ahead of them, he didn't want to be in a hurry. He wanted them to take their time to have breakfast in his room, and he needed time to go over the last details of the courtsession. She had to start packing. He really wanted to go home today. With Della.

" Mmmmm, I usually hate to wake up, but if it's like this….," she said, while she yawned and strectched herself out.

" Did you like it? "

" Hmm, I did. " She stroke his beard. " Did you sleep well? "

" Like a log. "

" Me too…. how do I look? " her eyes felt swollen from crying. He kissed her eyes, and pretended to explore them carefully.

" You're beautiful as ever, my girl. "

" You sound a bit biased, counselor. I'll check how bad it is myself in the mirror later on. "

" Della, " He looked into her eyes and stroke her cheek. " I'm so glad you're here…"

" Me too. " She pulled him to her, to kiss him and hold him close. She enjoyed his very soft morning warmth. " I love you so much, Perry. "

" I love you more. " He kissed her neck, trailed her jawline, kissed her forehead. His breathing heavied as he brushed his face to hers. She loved his desire waking up together with him, it was so familiair to her it made her weak. She kissed his cheek and moved her body closer to him, placing her leg over his thigh. Her hands carressed his neck. He kissed her, and deepened their kiss as he parted her lips with his tongue, gently, but demanding. She moaned approvingly.

The ringing of the phone interrupted their carressings.

" Don't go anywhere."

" I can't " she chuckled. He held her tight to him, when he took up the phone.

" Yes ", he grunted.

" I'm sorry to wake you up, mr. Mason, but there is a lady here to see you about the trial. She insisted that I woke you up. "

" Who is it? "

" Mrs. Laura Robertson, sir. "

" I can't see her right now. I'm working on the last details. Tell her I'll meet her in the lobby in two hours. "

" She says you told her she can come up to your room, sir."

" She can't, " he rubbed his eyes, " but tell her gently. "

" But, sir…."

" I don't want anymore disturbances from now on."

" I'll make sure you will not be disturbed anymore, mr. Mason. "

He put the phone down and returned to Della's face.

" Laura? "

" Laura….." No comment. " Now, weren't we in the middle of something…. "

" Working on the last details, u-uh. "

" Well, I was planning to work on you in detail…. " He grazed at her neck, and travelled downwards to disappear under the covers. She chuckled at first, and then moaned extensively.

" Perry, maybe we shouldn't…." but the waves of passion going through her body told him not to stop.

" And why the hell not.…. " he continued kissing, biting softly, carressing every little inch of her body he found, until she gasped for air.

She smiled when he came back to her face, his hair and beard ruffled up.

" If you are that hungry, you better order some breakfast…"

" I did, it'll be here at seven, " he kissed her lightly, " but that still takes about another twenty minutes…...", he kissed her again and explored her face, " and how hungry are you? "

" I don't think I want to wait for twenty minutes…." He saw in her eyes that she meant what he thought she meant. He wanted nothing more than this, to make love to her, to show her how much he loved her.

So he did. At her absolute approval.

They still panted softly, while she played with his hair, his head resting on her chest. She put her arms around him, feeling warm, loved, glad she had come back to him last night, and he came back to her.

" I love the idea of us being together after this for a whole week, Perry, where do you want to go?

" I thought we just stay at my place. I want to cook for you, and spoil you untill you have enough of me. " He kissed the soft skin between her breasts.

" Untill I have enough of you? Oh, my….." she chuckled. " I'll buy so much groceries, we won't have to leave the appartment for a few days. "

" Mmm-mmm, that sounds wonderful….." He didn't care, as long as she was with him.

She brought her mouth to his and kissed him. An unexpected strong wave of passion went through him. The movements of her body told him she wanted more of him. He smiled. He moved his body on hers, gently not to crush her and captured her mouth. She moved her hands, leaving him no doubt about her intentions.

" Della, baby…. no...…we have to get up..." she heard the regret in his voice.

" It is still quite early…."

" Yes, it is. So we can take our time to have breakfast, miss Street. And, I need some time to go over the outlines of this mornings' session. And, let's not forget, Mrs. Robertson will be back to see me at eight thirty downstairs. " There was no need to use mrs. Robertsons first name apparently.

" She will. You better see her. " He sought her eyes to see if she meant it. She did.

" She must be worried, Perry. You're quite close to revealing the truth, she must know that. You better see how she is, before you put her on the stand. "

" Maybe…." he kissed her gently, " I'm going to take a shower, are you coming with me? "

" No…you just refused me…," she pouted. He chuckled.

" Do you want me to go to your room and get you some clothes? "

" No, I brought them in with me last night. I only have to fetch my make-up. "

" Oh, you were quite prepared, weren't you? "

He stood up, and sank down on the bed again, his face in a pain-like grimace.

" Damn…. "

" Your knee? "

" I always forget about it, when I'm, you know, preoccupied with you…. "

" I'll get you your pills."

She put on her robe and went for her purse. She had left it close to the door of his suite, together with her clothes when she came in last night. The smell of scrambled eggs and fresh coffee reached her as soon as she opened the bedroomdoor.

" Mmmmm, breakfast is already here, Perry. We better have it, before we get dressed. "

She heard him stumble.

" Wait, honey… " She took the little trolley and pushed it into the bedroom. " We'll have breakfast in bed…"

Laura Robertson paced at the reception's desk.

" He said he will meet you in the lobby in two hours, mrs. Robertson. I'm sorry. There is nothing more I can do for you now. "

" But I need to see him now. I need to talk to him. "

" I'm sorry. He said he can't see you now. "

" Did you wake him up? "

" No, he was already working. "

" Can you please phone his room again, and let me speak to him? "

" I'm very sorry, mrs. Robertson. Mr. Mason said he doesn't want to be disturbed anymore. "

" Well, thank you for nothing….." Stupid unwilling receptionist. Laura was as furious, as she felt desperate. She hadn't slept all night. She had to tell Perry what had happened, and that it had been wrong to pretend she didn't know. She wanted to talk to him, before talking to Glenn, before ariving in court. They had to find a way to clear Glenn, without revealing she was guilty. After all it had been an accident. Perry would understand, he would hold her and tell her things were going to be fine, he would find a way. She wanted to be close to him now. Not in two hours…..

This was not the way things were meant to be. She was not going to have it like this. She went into the elevator, to go to the suites on the seventh floor. She knew his roomnumber and rushed through the hall to his suite. Just when she wanted to knock on the door, a waiter came out.

" Excuse me.…"

" Yes, ma'am? "

" I forgot my keycard to the room. Could you please let me in? "

He smiled at her. Her face was familiair to him, but he wasn't quite sure from what or where.

" No, ma'am, I can't. But if you forgot your keycard, you can ask for a new one at the reception. "

" But you have a card. Didn't you just bring in breakfast? "

" Yes, ma'am, but I can't let you in. I really can't do that. "

" It's okay, I am a friend. I know he is awake, I'll knock, and he'll let me in. " She pushed the waiter aside and went to the door. He stopped her.

" Ehm… are you sure they are expecting you ma'am? "

" They….?, " could darling Della be in there already, this early? Or this private detective?

" Well, yes, I think they do. "

" Are you sure about that, ma'am? "

" Yes, why? "

" Well, they…. ehm… well...they seemed to be preoccupied, if you know what I mean. " He blushed, and looked away from her.

She looked at him quizzically. " No, I don't know what you mean. If you mean that they are working, that is exactly what I came here to talk to him..….to them about. "

" Well, I wouldn't exactly want to call it working, ma'am. " He chuckled in a mysterious way. " I really have to go now, I do have to get working."

He walked down the hall, and she ran after him.

" What do you mean, you wouldn't call it working? " but she didn't want to know actually. Very slowly, stabbing, the truth entered her brain.

" Ma'am…. "

" Tell me! "

He blushed again, looked around, and then whispered, " I think they were making love, ma'am….."

No. She felt sick. He had to be wrong.

The waiter saw her face turning pale, and looked at her concerned.

" Are you all right, ma'am? "

" Yes, I…. I'm fine, thank you. I just need to get some fresh air…."

She held onto the wall. So Perry loved someone, and it had to be Della. She could have known, but she had ignored it. She just hadn't want it to be true. But it had been there all along, his pulling back from kissing her, his refusal to spend the night when Glenn wasn't at home.

Perry and Della. She remembered her little conversation with Della in his suite. She had looked the other way when Laura asked her if she ever got married. The way Della had looked at Perry, when she fled the room afterwards. Their gestures at eachother in the courtroom.

Then was his concern for her just a professional courtesy? What had she been thinking? Wasn't she just reliving some old memories? She needed time to think.

She went into the elevator, to be outside as soon as possible. She did need some fresh air now.