AUTHORS NOTE: Well my darling loves, I have been without my laptop hence the long delay. I do have an idea for the September prompt but as I said, it will now probably lead into October. I hope you're all having a great time with new jobs, new school years and with new families!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters


[Inspector's Log #011: Send Something Via Post]


"I don't have anyone to send anything to," Robbie complained looking at the next day on his list. It was "send something via post" and he was stuck for ideas. Spinning around in his chair, he turned to look at Jackie and smiled at her. "Do we have any birthday's or anything coming up soon?"

"Robbie, the reason I write dates in that stupid diary you keep in your drawer is so that you know without having to ask," she pointed out briefly before looking away from her own computer, the report she was writing forgotten as she stared at the older detective. "Your niece is twelve years old in three days if that helps," he clicked his fingers and turned back to his computer. She just shook her head. "You wouldn't have remembered that if I hadn't have told you, would you?"

"Nope."

"And I'd have been writing your name on my card and present, again."

"Quite possibly,"

"You're a pain in my arse, Ross."

"And yet you couldn't live without me."

"Obnoxious...," a rubber hit the side of his head instead of her sentence being finished and he just looked up at her, a wide grin on his face as he smiled. A day didn't go by when he wasn't attacked by a piece of stationary.

"Do you fancy a trip into the centre?"

"We're supposed to be working," she pointed out as she returned her attention to her unfinished report that she was typing on the computer. It was now Robbie's turn to throw the rubber back at her causing her to slam her hands down onto the table and glare at him. "Robbie!"

"Come on, Burke let Stuart leave to meet up with Ewan. If we claim that we're just going to grab lunch..."

"Just go already," Burke yelled from his office causing Robbie to fist the air making Jackie roll her eyes before she started saving her paperwork and turned to look at Robbie.

"Why would you even bother posting Ronan's birthday present?"

"Don't you ever get excited when you get a piece of mail that's sent from someone you love rather than just a bill or spam?" He pointed out to her as they stepped out of the building onto the Glasgow streets. She turned to look over at him and shook her head.

"Why don't you buy cute cards and send them to everyone you know?"

"What do you mean by cute cards?"

"Like the ones you'd get at Paper Chase," she said looking over at him with a shrug of her shoulders. "They have sweet messages on them such as "Reach for the moon because the worst that will happen is you land on a star," or something like that," she turned to look at the busy high street and smiled. "Receiving something like that in the post would make anyone smile. It shows someone was in a shop and saw something that made the sender think of the person they sent the card to."

"You're a sentimental buggar," he laughed before wrapping his arms around her shoulders.


Three hours later, Robbie had left Jackie standing outside the post office while he walked in with a large doll for Ronan and a small card that he'd picked up with a cute message that read "Friends are the most important ingredient in this recipe of life," which he was going to post to Jackie because like she'd said, he'd seen it and had instantly thought of her. He handed them over to the elderly woman sitting behind the glass window, a smile on her face as she asked him about his day and if there was anything else she could do for him today. He shook his head and said that that was everything. Handing over the money, he thanked the woman as she included it into her collection of post before stepping outside and smiling at Jackie. "I think I might be a convert again."

"No more e-mail for you?"

"No more e-mail for me," he said with the nod of his head and wrapping his arms around her shoulder. "Coffee?"

"Oh I'd love one."