AUTHORS NOTE: So I have kind of neglected this story *facepalm* but I'm back now thanks to being at home again. I'm working on all my chapterfics and then give you all some beautiful one shots. Go me :)

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the pretty damned cool OC's.

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The loud banging at his front door caused Robbie to wake up and utter a chain of curse words. He sat up in his bed, his hands running over his face as he looked over at the brunette lying beside him. He smiled a small smile and went to kiss her shoulder before he heard his name being called. He made a mental note to punch whoever it was stood at the other side. He climbed out of the bed and ran down the stairs, his hand running through his hair as he opened the door and went to grab Stuart.

"You better have a good reason..."

"I think someone has hurt Krystal." Stuart blurted out as he pressed the heels of his hands against Robbie's bare shoulders so that he could move the man away from him. He saw Robbie realise that this was something serious and uttered a silent thank you as Robbie told him to wait a moment so that he could pull on some clothes.

Robbie pulled on a pair of jeans and was just pulling his tee shirt on when the brunette stretched against the bed, her head turning to look at him. "Where are you going?" She purred curling her hand over the space where he should be lying. He groaned before climbing into the bed and stroking the brown locks off her face.

"Stuart got a weird phone call off Krystal and we're going to find her." He explained before leaning in and kissing her gently on the lips. She attempted to sit up.

"Do you want me to come help?" She asked as she curled her hand around his cheek and could see that he was worried too. Stuart had got rather attached to the ginger haired woman that had moved into the house only a few weeks ago.

"No it's okay and besides if you stroll out we won't be much of a secret anymore." He teased before pressing a kiss to her nose. "Keep the bed warm for me." He whispered before standing up and shutting the door behind him. She simply smiled before gathering his pillow in her arms and burying her face into the pillow before smiling more as the door opened and she could hear Robbie saying that he had forgot something. "I love you." He whispered kissing her on the lips and she bit back a laugh. He was always the one to remember to say that before he ever left her. She lightly punched his shoulder.

"You're such a soppy git but I love you too." She took his lips in one last kiss. "Now go before Stuart bursts in here and starts saying I told you so."

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Three hours later and they were stood back in Robbie's living room. Jackie had been sat in the living room and Robbie said it had been because he'd phoned her while Stuart had been searching the last crack den. Stuart didn't even care for the semantics, he was just too happy to see his best friend there so that he could have her for moral support. Jackie sat next to him on the couch, her arms wrapped around him as he cried.

"Jackie, I promised I'd take care of her."

"Stuart, she sneaked out. How are you supposed to take care of her?"

"I let him get to her." He whispered into her arms as he stared at Robbie. "I know he did it this time and even if he didn't do the execution, he bloody signed it!" He sat up and ran his hands through his blonde hair. "I need to go back home because I woke the neighbour up and asked her to look after Ronan."

"Stuart..." both his friends started and he just sighed before standing up.

"I'll call you." He promised squeezing their knees before jumping as his mobile started to ring in his pocket. He pulled it out and answered it with his curt "Fraser" that always managed to make the other two smile slightly. They watched as his face fell and they immediately realised that it wasn't good news. He hung up and sunk back down on the couch next to Jackie. Jackie took hold of his hand and looked at him. "He found her." He whispered gently before turning to look at Jackie.

"Who is he?" Robbie asked and he feared the answer from the ghostly face on Stuart's face that it wasn't an answer he would want to hear.

"Ewan." Stuart ran his hands through his hair. "I'm scared of what he had to do with this, Robbie."

"What do you mean?" Jackie asked and both men realised that Jackie wasn't tuned into what Stuart was believing about Ewan's connection with the crimes that were sweeping out in Stuart's mind.

"Stuart believes that Ewan could be a killer."

"I beg your pardon?" She whispered gently before seeing that Stuart was deadly serious about this. She didn't even know how to argue the point and when Stuart's phone went off again and he muttered that Ewan was wanting to see him at the hospital before standing up. "Stuart don't say anything you'll regret. Please."

The man just worked out quietly and she turned to look at Robbie. "You've known this all along and you didn't tell me?"

"What was I going to say, Jackie?" He questioned her and knew that he couldn't get angry with her because he'd have probably been in the same mood if they'd have kept it from him. He moved over to sit next to her, his arm wrapping around her shoulder as he looked over at the door that Stuart had just walked out of. "Do you think he'll be okay?"

"I don't know." Jackie whispered before turning to look at him too, her head resting on his shoulder as she sighed. What if Ewan was actually a murderer? How would Stuart take it?

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AUTHORS NOTE: I'm leaving it here so the next chapter can be all STUART/EWAN :D