The next morning Nikki woke up with a smile on her face. Despite her previous fears and apprehensions, she had had a fantastic night with Harry. He had been amazing. He didn't push her too far and was understanding when she said she didn't want anyone knowing just yet.

It was the end of the night that stuck in her mind the most though.

Harry was driving Nikki back to her house. Neither of them had been drinking. Harry had promised that he wouldn't as he didn't think it was fair on Nikki, who wasn't able to drink due to the pregnancy, and also because he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself and didn't want to risk pushing her away forever.

When they arrived, Harry walked round and opened the passenger door for Nikki. The perfect gentleman. Nikki giggled and got out of the car and walked over to her house, followed closely by Harry. He waited while she fumbled around in her bag for her key. How she could fit so much stuff in there Harry would never know.

She eventually located them and unlocked her door.

"Do you want to come in for a bit?" She asked.

"No it's okay. I should be getting back."

"Oh. Alright then." Nikki replied, and Harry was sure he could hear a bit of disappointment in her voice. "Thanks for a lovely evening Harry."

"You're very welcome, beautiful."

Nikki blushed, still not used to someone... anyone... Harry calling her beautiful. Harry saw this and chuckled, but decided against making one of his trademark jokes.

"I'll see you at work tomorrow. Night."

"Goodnight." He said.

As Nikki was about to walk inside, Harry gentle grabbed her wrist and spun her round, planting a gently, yet completely full of emotion, kiss on her lips.

He was so sweet, so romantic. And what's more – he hadn't just tried to get her into bed after the first date like most other men she dated. No, wait, all other men she had dated.

It had been a completely new experience for Nikki. She was so used to men just wanting her for her body. If she was honest she let them have what they wanted, because she thought it would help her get over Harry. Nikki wasn't quite sure how to react to this new situation. She had no idea that Harry could be such a gentleman. She was left feeling happy and fulfilled, loved even, after a date and not just used and dirty.

Nikki got ready for work relatively quickly by her standards. She just couldn't wait to see Harry. By the time she arrived she was buzzing with excitement and couldn't remember the last time she had felt this good. It obviously showed.

"Morning Nikki." Her boss called out from his office. "You look happy."

"Mhmm." She replied. "Had a great night last night."

"You didn't have a date did you? You're carrying Harry's baby, Nikki."

"Say it a bit louder, Leo. And I was out with Harry, if you must know."

Leo said nothing to that, but smiled at her and turned back to his work. He had a strong suspicion as to what went on the night before but decided to let them tell him in their own time (if there was anything to tell – which he was certain that if there wasn't by now there soon would be) and allow them their little secret for a while. It would also be fun for him watching them try to keep it under wraps at work. God knew they weren't the subtlest of people when it came to their emotions.

Harry was already at his desk when Nikki sat down. She had a feeling he was just as eager to get to work as she was, but knew it wouldn't be easy to get him to admit it so decided not to even try.

"Good morning Dr Alexander." He said.

"Dr Cunningham." She acknowledged, playing along.

"How was your evening?"

"A bit dull really." Nikki joked and Harry feigned a hurt look. "What about yours?"

"Incredible." He smirked. "I had a date with a beautiful woman."

"Oh really. What was she like?"

"Great. She was funny and gorgeous and intelligent, she's a pathologist actually."

"She sounds lovely. Are you seeing her again?"

"Definitely." Harry said and Nikki beamed. "You should meet her. I bet you'd get on really well."

Unable to keep up the act much longer, Nikki burst out laughing, making Harry's heart jump and both pathologists smiled. It was clear that they were happier than they had been in a long while, and obviously closer and more comfortable and honest around each other. It was the breath of fresh air their workplace needed, contrasting massively to the depressing work that they did.

"Shouldn't you two be getting on with your work?" Leo asked. "You look like you're having far too much fun." He teased, enjoying the looks on their faces when he interrupted them. Smiling, he retreated back into his office, safe from the banter that was going on outside, and was thankful that they had finally sorted themselves out.