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Father's and Daughters?
"Jack?" Sandra stared at the older man. She knew he hadn't intended for her to hear half of what she had. "What did my mother want?"
"Apparently to see how I am." Jack shrugged his shoulders.
"I see." Sandra stared at him, holding his gaze. He knew why she was such a good copper, there was no way anyone could lie to her.
"Sandra?"
"Paula has woken up."
"You said. That's the best news I've had in years."
"Yeah." Sandra smiled slightly. "Jack? What did my mother mean? Lose two fathers?"
"You heard that." Jack sighed heavily. "I don't really know what she meant. You only had one father. Gordon Pullman."
"I know, but why would she say that?" Sandra was immediately in detective mode.
"You'll have to ask her."
"I'm asking you." Sandra tried not to let her anger spill out. "Please Jack, why?"
"It was a long time ago. And before you ask, I didn't cheat on Mary."
"I know." Sandra smiled slightly. "You never would. If ever there was a couple meant to be together it was you two."
Jack smiled at the memory. Mary really had been the love of his life. Sandra waited as her friend got his thoughts together.
"Yes." He nodded. "Mary was only ever the one for me. The moment I met her I knew that."
"But?"
"Before I met her I met your mum."
"And had an affair?" Sandra glared at him. "That's why she said that? She doesn't know if Gordon or you are my father."
"Sandra." Jack grabbed her hand, determined to make her listen. "You are Gordon's daughter. I see him in you every day. And no, it wasn't an affair. It was a drunken one night stand. Look at you. Gordon was blonde, you are blonde. You have your father's eyes. I wish to God I was your father, nothing would make me prouder but I'm not. And if you want to do a DNA test I will. Just let me get out of here first."
"I have my father's eyes?"
"And his stubborn streak." Jack grumbled as Sandra smiled. "Now, tell me about the case. Your mother and this place have dulled my brains."
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"Charlie?" Steve looked at his girlfriend. "What are you not telling me?" His soft Scottish tones caused the younger woman to look up.
"I just think that if we had caught the murderer the first time Paula Standing would not be in the hospital."
"So?" Steve took her hand. "We'll catch him now." The phone on the coffee table rang, startling them both from their thoughts. "Yes?" He answered on the second ring. "Brian? Slow down mate." He leant forward and listened to Brian as he spoke. Charlie rested a hand on his back. "Really? Tell Gerry we're all thinking of her. That's amazing. Look, I'm going to go back into the office. I'll call you later."
He hung up and turned to Charlie. "Paula's awake. Looks like she is going to be ok."
"Oh thank God." Charlie ran a hand through her long red hair. "Oh thank God."
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"Paula?" Gerry watched as the nurse recorded his daughter's blood pressure.
"What is it?" Paula asked the nurse.
"Normal." The younger woman smiled. "It's ok."
"Good." Gerry smiled. "Thanks." The young nurse turned and left the room as Paula tried to sit up. "Right, you." Gerry looked at her. "What happened?"
"Dad."
"Paula. Little Gerry was in the house. Who did this to you?"
"I."
"And don't lie. I know when you are lying." Gerry watched as she raised an eyebrow. "Who did this to you?"
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A/N More soon x
