Sorry for the lack of updates this week. The weather's been making me way to depressed. Off for 3 days so I thought I'd better get my arse in gear before Meganpops kills me and gets away with it because she knows how, ain't that right cock ;)

Chapter 10

Janet and Rachel pulled up outside the large country house. Rachel looked over and Janet and muttered the word figures at her.

"What do figure Rach."

"That he'd be a posh git. All money and power, I'll bet."

"Come on, lets get this over with."

They stepped out of the car and made their way up the steps to the door. Janet gave a few hard knocks and waited a few minutes before the door opened before them.

"Yes, can I help you."

"Mr David Turner." Janet said.

"Yes, that's me. Look if you're selling something then I'm not interested." He grunted.

"We're not selling sir. My names DC Scott and this is DC Bailey from M.I.T."

"What the hell's that."

"Murder Investigation Team."

"Oh my god, who's been killed."

"Nobody Sir."

"I'm sorry but I don't quite understand."

"Look can we come in please." Rachel insisted.

The man stepped aside and allowed Janet and Rachel to enter. They walked behind him as he walked them through to his study.

"What exactly is this about."

"A complaint had been made against you."

"A complaint. Who the hell from?"

"Your Wife."

"Miriam, what the hell's that bitch been saying now."

"Quite a lot actually. She's brought alligations of assault against you." Rachel said.

"Well she's lying."

"I don't think so."

"She makes things up. I haven't done anything."

"Our Doctor at the station disagrees. She has a lot of bruises, old and new. A very fresh black eye and a witness to the assault." Janet said.

"Who?"

"Dr Keogh."

"Well he would. He clearly fancies her."

"Sir, if you'd like to accompany us to the station."

"You what, I'm not going anywhere."

Rachel stepped forward, clearly getting pissed off with this guy.

"Mr David Turner, I am arresting you for the long term abuse of Dr Miriam Turner. You do not have to say anything. But it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence."

"This is crap."

"Well, we'll see. Come on."

Rachel escorted him out of the house and into the back of the car, followed quickly by Janet.

Dylan was sitting on his sofa as he looked up to see Miriam coming through.

"How was the shower." Dylan asked.

"Good. I really needed that." She said, taking a seat beside him.

"It couldn't have been easy, being examined at the station."

"No, it was awful."

"Well it's over now and you're okay."

"Dylan, thank you for coming with me and well, for being with me the past few days. I don't think I could have managed on my own."

"You know I'm always here for you."

"My knight in shining armour."

They lapsed into silence for a few moments before Miriam spoke again.

"Dylan, I know this isn't exactly the right time but about what you said to me, you know, about you loving me."

"Miriam I…"

"Dylan please, let's not pretend you didn't say it. I don't want to forget it. I know you think I'm some what fragile at the moment but don't treat me like a fool."

"That was never my intention. I'm not really good at these declarations of love, Christ at relationships in general. I don't want to hurt you."

"You could never hurt me. You're the gentlest man I know. Dylan, look at me."

Dylan looked up at her and saw a glint in her eyes and a massive smile on her face.

"Kiss me Dylan, please."

Dylan gave her a warm smile and gently put his arm around her waist to pull her closer to him as he placed his lips on hers. He felt her falling into him and knew right there that she placed her complete trust in him.

"I think we should perhaps go through to the bedroom." Miriam whispered in his ear."

"Are you sure about this, after what you've been through today."

"Dylan, I need this. I need you. Please, don't turn me away, not now."

Dylan pulled back from her and stood up and extended his hand to her, which she accepted and he led her through to the bedroom.

Rachel and Janet had just booked in David Turner and requested that he remain in the cells over night to calm down.

"Come on then Rach, lets go and meet Gill and Julie in the pub."

"Aww Jan, do we have too."

"Come on, she's nice, I swear. Don't listen to Kevin, he's still pissed off that Julie got him chucked off her Synidcate."

"Fine, if I have too."

They made their way over to the pub and when they arrived Gill and Julie had already managed to finish off their first bottle of wine.

"Ladies you made it." Gill spoke up.

"Started early, did we." Janet asked, eyeing the empty bottle.

"You know what she's like Janet, once she starts, she can't stop."

"Pot calling the kettle black there Slap." Gill said, in defence.

"I'll go and get another bottle, shall I." Janet said.

"I'll come with you."

"No Rach, you stay here, I won't be long."

Rachel was left standing looking akward infront of Julie and Gill.

"Come sit beside me Rachel, I won't bite." Julie said.

"Not until she's gotten to know you better, anyway." Gill said, sounding slighty drunk already.

"Thanks." Rachel replied, taking a seat beside Julie.

Rachel sat listening to Gill talking gibberish and Julie rolling her eyes at her friend, and Rachel couldn't help but laugh, maybe Janet was right and Kevin was talking crap after all.

To Be Continued…