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Pieces.

Jack walked through the rain soaked car park as he wondered if he should really be taking on Morgan at his age. He shook his head, he had taken on Hansen. And won. But that had been different. That had been for Mary. He stared up at the building as he realised it really was no different. This was personal now. This was for Emily. Jack squared his shoulders as Pushkar reached him.

"Brian is arranging back up."

"Good." Jack pushed the door open.

"Don't you think we should wait?"

"Nah." Jack shook his head as he stepped into the foyer. The last thing he wanted to do was to let Morgan know they were there before they had actually seen him. Pushkar raised an eyebrow but fell silent as he fell into step next to him.

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"Gerry." Sandra rested a hand on his as he stared at the floor. "Paula just sent me a text. Little Gerry is fine. Everything is ok at home."

"Thanks."

"Look, Gerry." Sandra fell silent as he looked up at her.

"Sandra, I am going to find whoever it was that run 'er off the road. Emily is a good driver. I don't really care about the robbery anymore." He held her gaze as she nodded slightly. She knew Gerry well enough to know he would kill for his family. It hadn't come to it yet but she knew there was no way he could be involved in the investigation. There was no telling what would happen if the man that had been driving the truck that had hit Emily and Clarky happened to be in the same building as Gerry. She squeezed his hand.

"Strickland wants us to carry on with that investigation."

"I bet he does."

"And Jack and Brian are chasing some leads. That might be useful in finding whoever it was that did this. I read Clarky's statement before I came here. It wasn't an accident. Gerry, I am in no doubt." She paused as Gerry closed his eyes.

"You know someone wanted to kill her."

"And we have the proof. Now I don't know if whoever it was knew Emily is your daughter or that Clarky is working with UCOS but there is no way that car came off the road in an accident." Sandra watched as Gerry nodded. He already knew what she was telling him.

"Sandra." Gerry paused. "None of it really. We find 'oever it was that did this. Doesn't change what 'appened does it? Emily is still in a coma. Clarky is still in bits and I still don't bloody know what to do wiv meself." Sandra nodded.

"Justice. That's what happens, Gerry. For her. For Clarky, Luke. For us." She smiled as she felt him link his fingers through hers.

"Yeah."

"And you know Jack. He isn't going to let this go. Neither is Brian. Or me. So, I'll tell you what to do Gerry Standing. You stop being a copper. Stop thinking like a copper and concentrate on being Emily's dad. Because she needs you. Do you understand me?"

"Sandra?"

"What?"

"Thanks." Sandra smiled as she reached over and kissed his cheek.

"Don't mention it." She got to her feet as a young doctor walked around the corner.

"Mr and Mrs Standing? Emily's parents?"

Gerry shot Sandra a look begging her not to correct the young man. He nodded to the doctor.

"Yeah."

"We have Emily's test results back. If you'd like to come into the office and I can explain them to you." Gerry took Sandra's hand as she felt her heart break a little for her friend. She had no idea what the doctor was going to say but she hoped it was good news.

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Brian took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. He was still piecing bits of information together but he was beginning to see the pattern that had alluded him for so long.

"Scampi?" He looked around the empty office as the young spaniel lifted his head. "'ow about we go for that walk?" The dog almost dived from his basket behind the filing cabinet as Brian got to his feet. "

"There's a man I need to ask a few questions. Come on boy!" He grabbed Scampi's lead as the dog wagged his tail furiously.

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"Ah Mr Halford." The thick set man in front of him made his skin crawl. Jack nodded towards Pushkar.

"Mr Morgan, I don't believe you have met my colleague. This is Sargeant Pushkar. We need to ask you a few more questions." He stepped into the office as Pushkar hung back and nodded towards the Managing Director.

"Ah," Morgan nodded. "Now isn't really the best time."

"No." Jack replied as he held his gaze. "It isn't the best time for us either. One of my colleagues is currently laying in Intensive Care fighting for her life. Just 35 years old. Ran off the road in much the same way as your security guard was all those years ago."

"That is dreadful."

"It is." Jack nodded. "Isn't it?"

"I don't see what I can tell you that I haven't done already."

"Why don't we sit down and see if there is anything we may have missed during my last visit here." Jack sat down on one of the plush leather chairs as Morgan narrowed his eyes. He knew there was no way the older man was going to go away. He sighed heavily as he realised the young sargeant was blocking his exit.

"I am sorry she is so badly injured." Morgan watched as Jack's eyes darkened. "You must give my condolences to Gerry. I can't imagine what it must be like to have a child so badly injured."

"I will." Jack glared.

"I'm sorry." Pushkar spoke for the first time. "I don't think we told you which officer was in hospital or who her father is." Morgan visibly paled as he realised he had been tripped up. Jack couldn't help the smirk that crossed his face.

"I think it's time you started telling us the truth. Don't you?"

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A/N More soon.