Just realized that I never showed their first meeting. Decided to remedy this. :)

~Brooke

"Don't look now, but we've got company," Sally hissed.

Greg glanced up from the clipboard in front of him, only to get an elbow to the ribs.

"I said don't look!"

"Ouch, sorry. Who is it?"

'Some government spook. Nelson stopped him at the checkpoint and the guy whips out his ID, Nelson says he's like the British government.

"Hmm," Greg mumbled, only half listening. He was in the middle of the crime scene for a triple homicide, he didn't exactly have time for some suit telling him what to do.

Still, he caught himself casually looking up from his clipboard to survey the visitor. His breath caught in his throat.

Standing several meters away was a tall, slim man in a smart suit. He leaned on the handle of his black umbrella like a walking stick, watching the crime scene sweep with a bemused expression on his face.

He wasn't gorgeous by any means, no. But there was something so powerful about his posture and stance that drew Greg in. The man's eyes moved to Greg, and Greg felt his face warm. He feigned writing something on his clipboard, although he could still feel the man's piercing blue gaze.

He stared at the papers before him and forced himself to focus. It took several minutes, but he was finally able to put those blue eyes out of his mind. He barked orders to his team and sent several text messages to the lab assistants. It was going to be a long night for everyone.

A few minutes passed and Greg felt himself settle into his groove, until he felt a small tap on his shoulder.

He turned and found himself face-to-face with the blue-eyed man.

"Erm, can I help you?" he asked uneasily.

"The young woman is only wearing one earring, which means that her ex-boyfriend's mother is the killer. Check the expiration date on the milk in her fridge, that should give you satisfactory evidence, I should think," the man said dryly.

"I – what?" Greg asked.

The man smirked. "You heard me, Detective Inspector Lestrade." He gave a small nod and turned on heel, leaving a thoroughly perplexed Greg behind.