I know I said this story was finished but I noticed that as it stood it was 49,625 words long, which was so close to 50,000 it's almost untrue. Also, I have a real dislike of loose ends (which I've always thought the other side of the phone calls were) and as I've always known what Jil was saying, and if like me you're incredibly nosey, I thought you might like to know too. So you now have the full transcript of the two phone calls featured in this story – Jac's bits are in italics and Jil's (the new bits) in bold. And then I thought I might as well do a teeny bit more (which sort of snowballed), so just like a DVD there are some bonus features too. Hope you enjoy them, and as ever please review…..


Tying Up Loose Ends

From Chapter 3

Jonny meanwhile was watching intently as Jac dialled the number, 9 for an outside line then 020 something,7, 8? He couldn't tell, but it was definitely a London number, well, that narrowed it down then – just the 5 million or so households to worry about! He watched Jac's face as she waited for an answer on the other end, she'd turned away but he could still see her side profile – God she was beautiful. He saw her expression change as the call was answered, saw a smile form on her lips, but he couldn't hear who it was on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, it's me. You weren't worried were you – there was an accident on the M4, so I've not long got here"

"Hey you. No it's OK I heard about it on the travel news."

"Oh good, I thought you probably would have"

"You made good time then considering. Lucky you had the bike though."

"I know. Well I'd better be quick, I'm using a work phone"

"Not your mobile?"

"No it's still playing up – reckon I'm going to need a replacement"

"Oh, that's annoying – when are you going to have time to do that?"

"Tell me about it – like I don't have enough to do saving people's lives on a daily basis"

"Oh poor you – it's annoying though, cos we could have done it on Saturday if we'd known it was going to keep playing up. I suppose you'll just have to do it this weekend instead."

"Right OK, well I just wanted to let you know I hadn't killed myself"

"Thanks – that's good to know. I don't suppose there's any chance that if I tell you to drive carefully on that bike, so you wouldn't need to reassure me you hadn't killed yourself, that you'd actually listen to me."

"Some hope! But you know I love you right?"

Jonny's heart dropped like a stone, and he stole a look at Mo, who was also trying to earwig whilst appearing not to, feigning great interest in the bottom of her hair so she could bend down closer to where Jac was standing. She had that look on her face – the one she reserved for lame ducks and hopeless cases – he hated that look! And Jac had told the truth about her phone not working and surely if she was seeing somebody else even Jac wouldn't just admit that she loved him in front of her other boyfriend, would she?

"Of course I know that, I just wish sometimes you were as concerned about yourself as you are about me. But that's a conversation for another time, and I don't want to keep you too long – lives to save and all that. So, I'll see you Friday then, bye. And you will be careful on that bike won't you?

Jac who was oblivious to the emotionally charged but silent furore her last comment had caused finished off her call. "Ok, I'll see you soon, bye", and turned back towards them, replacing the receiver in its cradle as she did so.

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From Chapter 5

Once inside, she stood for a moment beside the main doors, considering her options, she should, she knew, go straight up to the ward but then she'd have to have coffee in one of those manky cups from the staff room – honestly she was amazed no-one had caught botulism or something from them. Or she could buy a coffee from the shop down here, although there was quite a queue, and they were usually really slow. Before she had a chance to decide her phone started to ring, she retrieved it from her bag, it was a replacement for the one which had died last weekend and it took her a few seconds to answer it, as she was still getting used to how it was set up.

"Hey sweetheart"

"Hi Jac, it's me."

"What's up?"

"Well, I've got a confession to make but you've got to promise me you won't be angry!"

"Why would I be angry?"

"Well, erm it's just I'm already on my way down."

"What do you mean you're on your way? You're not meant to be here till after seven!"

"I know, but I got an earlier train."

"An earlier train, why?"

"Well Daniel had to get up at stupid o'clock this morning to get to the airport so I was already awake, and well then it just seemed to make more sense for me to go out with him to the station. And I was planning to do some shopping in town but then, when I got there I just couldn't face it, so well, I just got on the first train to Bristol. It only left 10 minutes ago though, so it'll be at least another hour and a half before I get there."

"But I've bought the bike to work this morning, I was going to pop home and get the car before picking you up tonight, and don't you even suggest that you can get on the bike."

"Well, that's OK – I'll just go to yours."

"No you can't!"

"But I've got my keys."

"It's not that, it's not ready yet"

"What do you mean it's not ready?"

"It's just not"

"What do you want me to do then?"

"Right, well you'll have to come here and amuse yourself until I finish, then I'll go home and get the car and come back here and take you home"

"OK, if you're sure it's not too much of a bother"

"No, well obviously it is but it's fine."

"Right, that's sorted then – I'm to come to you at the hospital and then we'll go from there, yeah?"

"OK, so you get a taxi here and when you arrive phone me, and if I don't answer get the receptionist to bleep me. I'll let her know that someone might ask her to"

"Brilliant, thanks."

"Right, OK then I'll see you in a little while"

"Yeah, I reckon I'll be at the hospital in about 2 hours, give or take. So I'll see you then"

"Yeah, bye"

"Bye – and Jac thanks."

"OK, see you soon" and Jac ended the call.

"Honestly, what a nuisance" she muttered, but the smile she wore belied her words, "Absolutely typical" she added, her smile growing. Right, first the receptionist and then a coffee, stuff the queue, the ward could wait


Bonus Features

1) The Morning After

Tuesday, 07.17. Car Park, Jonny's Apartment Block

"Jonny, come on. We're going to be late" Jac called as she stood holding the front door of his block open. 'For goodness sake," she thought, 'how long can it take to lock a door and walk down three flights of stairs.' "Right, Jonny I'll see you by the car" she called out again, adding to herself as she exited the building, "if he thinks I'm going to stand around like a lemon all day, holding that door open for him, then he's got another thing coming."

She paced up and down the length of Jonny's car, kicking up the loose stones on the tarmac of the car park as she did so. "Finally," she exclaimed, as hearing the front door open she looked up and saw Jonny coming through it, "What took you so long?" she asked. "We're going to be late! Oh, it doesn't matter," she conceded, "just open the door and we can get going." And she turned back to the car and tried the handle – the door didn't open. "Jonny, can you open the doors please," she repeated assuming he hadn't heard the first time, and watching him as he walked towards her. But he made no move to do anything with his car keys, which Jac could now see were in his hand, instead he walked purposefully towards her, and as she turned to face him, she saw him put them in his jeans pocket. "Jonny? Come on, stop messing around, we're going to be late!" she said, a slight edge of annoyance creeping into her voice.

But Jonny, who was still feeling like the King of the World, was undaunted by this, and positioning himself in front of Jac, said, "You'll have to kiss me first!"

"What? Jonny we don't have time for this!" Jac said, realising as Jonny placed his arms on the car behind her, that she was trapped.

"Well, we'll have to make time then won't we" Jonny said, smiling, and with a look on his face that Jac knew well "Because, I'm afraid, we're not going anyway till we've done the deed"

"Jonny, I'm warning you.." Jac said

"You're wasting time Jac," Jonny interrupted, "if you'd done what I asked the first time round we could have been done by now and be on ou…"

And then he was kissed into silence by Jac who had figured that actually he was right and as Jonny obviously wasn't going to do anything if she didn't kiss him, she might as well just get on and do it. And before she lost herself in kissing him, she had the satisfaction of thinking 'There, that shut him up', before all other conscious thoughts were driven from her mind by the sensations engendered by his lips on her. And she was vaguely aware that Jonny's arms were round her and that somehow her arms were round him too but, apart from that there was nothing but him kissing her and her kissing him. And as another one of their 'deep and meaningfuls' ended and she emerged from this kiss-filled fugue she was also vaguely aware that the phone in her coat pocket had buzzed, meaning that she'd got a text, and thought, with no sense of worry or urgency, 'That's probably Elliott, wondering where I am'. And then Jonny was smiling at her, and she was smiling back at him, before after giving him one final kiss she said, "Right, can we go now."

To which he replied, taking his car keys out of his pocket and unlocking the doors, "Of course, your wish is my command." Before he moved back to release Jac and as she turned round said, "Uh, uh" and with a flourish moved her out of the way and opened the car door for her.

"Idiot!" she said affectionately, with a characteristic roll of her eyes, before she climbed in to the car, and Jonny closed the door.

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2) Text Talk

Tuesday, 07.31, Jonny's car, Ring Road

And it was only when they were on the ring road, and she had established that they were definitely NOT going to listen to the Status Quo CD Jonny had brought with him from home, finally settling on Radio 2 as being an acceptable listening choice for both of them, that she remembered about the text. So, with some difficulty she retrieved her phone from her pocket and looked at the display, and was relieved to see that the text wasn't from Elliott, or anyone else at the hospital, but was in fact from Jil. She opened it and read.

"So how did it go? Free to talk? J xx"

To which she replied, "Not really. In car with Jonny – going to work. J xx"

A few moments later, Jil's reply came through. "Wow – you're late today!" Before being swiftly followed up by, "Oh, say no more – morning delight!" with a smiley face after it

She giggled aloud at this, earning a curious look from Jonny, before replying with a couple of smiley faces of her own

"So am assuming last night went well then?" Jil texted back.

"Your assumption = correct!"

"Details?"

"Practically perfect in every way! Survived Albie's! Lovely dinner, restaurant = really good chocolate brownie. And then…!"

"Oh, I'm so pleased – didn't I tell you it was a good idea?! Brilliant use of Mary Poppins reference btw."

"Yep – you were right about the top too, Jonny thought I looked stunning. Thanks, rather proud of it myself."

"That's what I said in the shop!"

"I know – that's what I told him. Thanks for making me buy it"

"My pleasure! I knew he wouldn't be able to resist you in it!"

"What are you doing?" Jonny interrupted Jac's text talk by asking. "You'll wear those buttons out if you're not careful"

"It's Jil," Jac explained, looking up from her phone "she's trying to find out how her fiendishly cunning plan worked out." Adding, as she noticed the look of incomprehension on Jonny's face. "Our date, stupid!"

"Oh right." Jonny replied, choosing, because he was in such a good mood, to ignore Jac's affectionate insult for now, "Say 'Hi' from me."

"You were right about that too – although think he found me even more irresistible out of it! He says hello, btw."

"Jac really = t.m.i.! Say hi back from me"

"Jil says 'Hi' back." Jac said to Jonny. "And," she said as she saw Jonny preparing to say something, "if you want to say anything else to her, you'll have to text her yourself – I'm not going to be your messaging service."

"Oh I just wanted to say thank you" Jonny said, "You know, because last night was her idea and everything."

"Well, suppose I could tell her that" Jac conceded. "I wouldn't want her thinking you were rude, after all."

"T.M.I. – are you feeling OK? Normally you're all about the details! Jonny says 'Thanks' for the idea for the date."

"Tell him about it was my pleasure, and that I'm so glad it all worked out so well! I hope you're not saying that I'm prurient?!"

"Ooooh, good word! And no, wasn't suggesting that for one moment."

"Glad to hear it – would have been really hurt if you had been"

"Definitely NOT then, wouldn't want you being upset after everything you've done"

"Oh, that's so sweet – you must have had a great night if you're still being nice when you're running late. Very unlike you!"

"I know. Do you think I should be worried?"

"My professional opinion = not yet. If niceness persists throughout day = maybe!"

"OK – will see how I go and let you know."

"Great – look forward to it. Actually would be great to talk to you properly – maybe lunchtime, I've got an hour free from 12.30, so if you're around then give me a call. I've really got to get going to work myself now – 9am meeting in Beaconsfield that need to drive too."

"OK – not sure if will be free then, but will try. Drive carefully!"

"Of course – I always do! If not lunchtime then will phone you tonight – mobile or landline?"

"Not sure what doing yet, so mobile probably best. OK, will speak to you soon either way. Have a good day."

"You too. Speak soon. Bye. J xxx"

"Bye. J xxx "

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3) Connie Shoes

Tuesday, 07.46, Jonny's car, Ring Road

And Jac, who couldn't be doing with the faff of trying to get her phone back into her pocket, instead just put it down in her lap. Her action didn't go unnoticed by Jonny who said "So you finished then?"

"Yep, Jil had to go to work, she's got some meeting she needs to get to." Jac answered.

"So does that mean you'll talk to me now then?" Jonny asked.

"Aw baby," Jac said, the sarcasm evident in her voice, "have you been feeling neglected? You poor thing!"

"Well it has been a bit boring with just Chris Evans for company – he may be ginger but he's not a patch on you."

"Oh, that's sweet….sort of….I think" Jac concluded. "But as for you being bored, well that's just tough!"

"Hey," Jonny said "that's not very nice!"

"No," Jac agreed, "it's not. But you do realise that because of you my feet are going to be hurting all day now."

"What?" Jonny said, so surprised by the tangent the conversation had taken that he took his eyes off the road to glance at her for a moment.

"Well, because you made us late we're not going to get a space near the hospital in the car park now, so I'm going to have to walk miles in these shoes." Jac replied, pointing down at her rather beautiful, but horribly impractical high-heeled shoes. "Honestly, it's so annoying Jil's right about these too!"

"How is it my fault that you're wearing those?" Jonny asked.

"Right, so you're telling me you'd prefer it if I wore my work trainers when we go out, rather than my Connie shoes?"

"I'd never really thought about it" Jonny answered truthfully, "and what's connie shoes when they're at home anyway."

"These," Jac said, lifting her foot to show him, "these are Connie shoes – look great, really hard to walk in."

"Well" Jonny conceded, after stealing another quick glance at her "you definitely look great in them, but I'm sure you'd look just as good in any other shoes too. And anyway," he continued, "it wasn't just me who made us late, was it?"

"It was you who took ten minutes to get to the car."

"It was not ten minutes but, even if it had been, we were running late way before getting to the car came into it," Jonny objected. "And we both know why that was – I kept telling you we should get up, but you wouldn't let me."

"Oh yeah, cos you were really hard to persuade to stay in bed," Jac countered. "I practically had to tie you up to keep you there didn't I?"

"Now there's a thought!" Jonny said, smiling suggestively over at Jac.

"Honestly!" Jac exclaimed. "That's just typical of you – you've got a mind like a sewer."

"Hey, I wasn't the one who mentioned tying people up." Jonny countered, as they stopped at a traffic light. "Sitting there in your sexy shoes, looking so gorgeous – do you mind telling me how I'm meant not to have those kinds of thoughts about you?" he continued. Looking over at her and drinking the view in, noting that yet again she was blushing most fetchingly, and that she was desperately trying to keep a straight face. A battle she had lost until, as the lights turned to green and they turned off the ring road she saw the queue of traffic on the approach road to the hospital. At which point, her smile faded, and she turned to him and said, with an ever so slightly accusatory tone to her voice

"Oh Jonny, we are going to be sooo late now!"

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4) How does that saying go?

Tuesday, 08.06, Jonny's car, Holby City Hospital Staff Car Park (far end of)

"See I told you" Jac said as Jonny parked the car "I knew we wouldn't get a space near the hospital arriving at this time."

"I could always carry you" Jonny offered, "that way you wouldn't need to walk so your feet wouldn't hurt."

"I'd rather walk barefoot across hot coals than let you carry me anywhere," Jac replied, "anyway you'd probably drop me before we were halfway up the car park."

"Hey I would not" Jonny said, "well only if you wriggled."

"I suppose I could always take my shoes off," Jac said, looking out the window at the ground by the car, "and then put them on again when I get close to the hospital."

"I've got an idea" Jonny said.

"Of course you have" Jac said sarcastically. "Let's hear it then – genius."

"Well, as whatever you do, your feet are going to hurt, and as I obviously won't be able to kiss you better when we're in the hospital, well not straight away anyway. I was wondering if I should offer you some pre-emptive, prospective healthcare."

"Right, so we're already running late and your solution to that is that we spend more time in your car kissing?" Jac said, a note of disbelief apparent in her voice.

"No you're right it was a stu.." Jonny began to say.

"Although, I suppose" Jac continued, seemingly thinking out loud, and ignoring Jonny's interruption. "We might as well be hung for a goose as a gander" and smiling turned to Jonny and leant in. Only to pull away just before he kissed her, saying. "No that's not right is it, goose for a gander?"

"What?" Jonny said, who after being wrong-footed by Jac's apparent willingness to kiss him, was now simply nonplussed by this reaction

"Sheep as a lamb!" Jac exclaimed.

"What?" Jonny asked again, now completely confused.

"We might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb – that's what the saying is." She said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Right, great – now that we've got that sorted do you think we could get back to the matter in hand?" Jonny asked, leaning towards her once again. Only to be disappointed again, when Jac once more, after coming tantalisingly close, moved away from him to ask

"But where do the goose and gander come into it then?"

"Who cares?" Jonny asked, exasperatedly. Suddenly realising how frustrating it must have been for Jac, on her return from Sweden, when he'd asked her to say something in Swedish, and then to translate it, before he'd let them finish what they'd already started.

"Fair point" Jac said before she finally got around to actually kissing him. And then, just as before, like always in fact, all other thoughts - of geese and ganders and Swedish translations - were banished from both their minds, as the kissing took over.

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5) Seven Minutes

Tuesday, 13.20. Consultant's Office, Darwin.

Jac sank down into her chair, as she'd predicted her feet were killing her, the damage done to them by her walk into the hospital not being helped by the fact that she'd had a full theatre list that morning, and had been standing up for the best part of 4 hours without a break. She'd had to send Jonny on ahead of her in the end because she was acutely aware that whilst her hours of work were officially nine to five (although she didn't think she'd ever actually worked those) his shift was meant to start at eight, and by the time they'd managed to finally stop kissing it was already nearly twenty past. She'd finally arrived on the ward at a little bit after 8.30, and on seeing a stressed-looking Elliott said, "I know, I know - sorry. I'll be two minutes I just need to get changed and then I'll be there I promise." She'd gone in to the locker room just as Jonny was preparing to come out, so managed to steal one more short, but very sweet, kiss from him, before saying "And we're going to be doing a lot more of that this evening – my feet are shredded, so you've got an awful lot of kissing to do to make me feel better!" She considered taking her trainers off now, but didn't because she was worried that if she did she wouldn't get them on again. 'No' she figured 'I'll just have to wait till tonight and see if Jonny is as good as he says he is at foot massages." She looked at the sandwich she'd picked up from the canteen a few minutes earlier, it didn't look particularly appetising (there was never much choice when you got there after about 12) but she knew she'd have to eat it – her afternoon theatre list started in, she looked at her watch to check, just over half an hour, and she was really hungry. Maybe she'd go with the cereal bar first….Just then her phone buzzed, she took it out of her pocket and looked at the screen – a text from an unknown number. She opened her inbox – "Bloody PPI" she said, immediately deleting the text. However, it had at least reminded her about phoning Jil. She checked her watch again, twenty two minutes past – Jil had said she had an hour free from 12.30, that was nearly over but she decided to risk it anyway, knowing that Jil always had her phone on silent when she was at work. It only rang once before Jil picked up:

"Hi Jac"

"Hey you – are you ok to talk? I know you said you were free after half twelve, but I've only just finished in theatre."

"Well I've got a client booked in at half one"

"Oh, right! Shall I call you later then?"

"No, no – well I mean yes, obviously I'll want to speak to you later as well, so I can get all the details but we've got time for the edited highlights now, haven't we? Well I mean if you have, that is?"

"Oh yeah – I'm fine, my afternoon list doesn't start till two."

"Brilliant! So from this morning I get the feeling that last night went OK?"

"Much better than OK – it was sooo nice!"

"And you even went through with going to Albie's. I am so proud of you! I have to be honest, I thought you'd change your mind"

"I nearly did – about the whole thing, never mind Albie's. Ended up in the basement I was so nervous. But then that BFM kicked in, and just when I'd decided that I couldn't hide down there all night your text came through, and the rest, as they say, is history!"

"And were there lots of people you knew there? At Albie's I mean."

"Enough, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be actually. Although we did make a hasty exit when Michael came in – I didn't want a scene, and I could see him making one. Luckily Annalese phoned him at just the right moment – thank goodness for messy divorces, that's all I can say."

"Jac!"

"Well, you know what I mean"

"Yes I do, but you shouldn't joke about things like that."

"Who said I was joking?"

"Jac!"

"Alright, alright – you know I didn't mean it, well not really. Although I am grateful to her – Annalese, I mean – she couldn't have timed that phone call better if I'd paid her, and you know how Michael can be when he's got the bit between his teeth."

"Mmm, well from what you've told me he certainly does sound like he's got a great line in cutting remarks. But I'm sure you'd have been able to give as good as you got, and I bet Jonny's no pushover either. Well he can't be if he's managed to play insult ping-pong with you for all this time, can he?"

"Yes but I didn't want a scene – we caused more than enough of a stir when we turned up together, I didn't want to give everybody even more to gossip about."

"Mmm, ok, fair enough. I wouldn't have wanted it to put a dampner on things either – it'd have been a shame for something like that to take the shine off the evening. So where did you go after you escaped from Albie's?"

"Ah well, when Jonny said yes I booked a table at this restaurant, Roma. which isn't far from his flat. We kept saying we should go so I thought last night was the perfect opportunity."

"And was it nice."

"Oh yeah - it was lovely. The chocolate brownie was delicious – you'd have loved it. And they had a really good selection of mains and starters too."

"And I suppose you did your usual trick of having a starter as your main?"

"Well, I had to leave room for pudding didn't I? And we ordered a sharing starter too, and I had some of that as well"

"Ok, I'll let you off then. So the food was good then, but what about everything else?"

"Oh Jil, it was lovely – I haven't had such a good evening in….in ages."

"Aww, Jac."

"It's weird though, cos all we did was talk, well at the restaurant anyway. Oh, and I had no idea you'd told him so much about me on Friday."

"Hey, what can I say – I could talk about your amazingness all day. Believe me, there was more I didn't tell him than I did."

"Oh, that's so nice"

"Ooh that reminds me – do you need to be worried? Did your niceness last?"

"Erm, sort of."

"Right – what does that mean?"

"Well, I haven't actually shouted at anyone this morning, but I might have been a teensy bit sarcastic with Oli. Although, in my defence he did ask for it really – making a snide remark about my time-keeping, when I wasn't actually late, and my feet were killing me too, which probably didn't help."

"Connie shoes?!"

"Erm yep – that and a 4 mile trek from the car park this morning because we were sooo late there were no spaces close to the hospital."

"How many times have I told you about them?."

"I know, I know, but even you have to admit they do look good."

"Mmm, I suppose so, but I'm not sure that makes up for the pain. I tell you, I am so much a 'comfort comes first' kind of girl these days it's untrue. The thought of having to wear high heels now – uhhh, sounds like torture. Are they better now?"

"Well they don't feel like they're on fire anymore, but I have to be honest I'm not really looking forward to standing up for the next 3 hours or so doing my list. I just hope nothing goes wrong with any of the op's, don't think my feet will stand it."

"Oh poor you, I'll keep my fingers crossed that everything goes smoothly."

"Oh thanks. But if all else fails Jonny assures me he's got magic fingers."

"I bet he does!"

"Not like that – honestly, it seems like he's not the only one with a mind like a sewer! No he reckons he does killer foot massages, so I'm going to test that assertion tonight."

"Oh, so you're spending another evening with him then?"

"Yep – we're going to have a night in, he's cooking."

"Ah Jac that's brilliant – a man who can cook – perfect!"

"Hey, I didn't say he can cook, I said he was cooking – he could be thinking of beans on toast for all I know."

"Nothing wrong with that – beans on toast is a very nutritious meal, but actually he struck me as someone who would be able to cook well. I don't know why, but I definitely reckon he knows his courgettes from his cucumbers.

"Yeah, well I hope so – reckon I'm going to be starving by the time I've finished here. Honestly, I've got the most uninspiring sandwich to eat for lunch, and I stupidly went for a cereal bar and an apple rather than chocolate, so I really hope he can cook."

"Oh Jac, how many times do I have to tell you? You should always go for chocolate, always! Especially cos I bet you're going to need all the energy you can get"

"What? Why?"

"Well, you've got a full theatre list to get through this afternoon..

"Oh yeah, right."

"And not only that but, now how can I put this?…..Oh yes, let's just say I don't think your feet will be the only things Jonny's 'magic fingers' are touching tonight, and you can never have enough energy for that."

"Jil!"

"Oh come on Jac – it must have been good if it made you late for work. And I know you and good things – you can't get enough of them."

"Jil – really!"

"Which, is an attitude I heartily support – who doesn't want a bit of morning delight if they can get it? Or afternoon, or evening delight come to think of it."

"Right, that's quite enough of that. Although…maybe a chocolate bar isn't such a bad idea – to help me get through my list this afternoon, you understand."

"Obviously, and well, if there's energy left over for other more delightful things than so much the better, right?"

"Mmm, I suppose so."

"You suppose so?"

"Oh OK then – definitely. It will definitely be better if I have some energy to spare after work to do more delightful things with. Happy now?"

"Delirious! So can I take it from that that it was?"

"Was what?"

"Delightful?"

"Oh for god's sake. Yes, yes it was, OK. And that's all I'm going to say on the matter, I know I said you weren't being prurient earlier, but I'm really not sure now."

"Ok, ok – I get the message. You don't want to talk about the delights that you and Jonny get up to."

"Exactly! And the fact that they are the most delightful delights I've ever experienced doesn't change that either!"

"Aw Jac, really?"

"Yep – most definitely. Last night it was just, I don't know…like everything was right, you know. And then this morning, it was just the same."

"Oh Jac – I'm so pleased. Seems like you've found yourself a keeper there!"

"Yep, I think I might have."

"Oh that's brilliant – you'll have to bring him down to stay. If you let me know when you're both free I'll try and sort someth…" Jil was interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing and said "Oh, hold on a minute Jac" and put her mobile down. Jac couldn't make out what was being said but it wasn't long before Jil came back on the line. "Sorry Jac, I'm going to have to go, my half one's just arrived."

"Oh ok, I'll phone you tonight then"

"Yeah, that would be great – any time before 10 is fine with me. But only if you're not too busy doing other things."

"Well, Jonny's got to cook so, assuming it's not beans on toast he's thinking of, there should be at least a bit of time when I can call you. We've got to eat after all – keep our energy levels up for those other things."

"Ok – speak to you soon then. Bye"

"Yeah, bye."

And Jac was smiling as she put her phone down, and knew that Jil would be too. And even the sight of her uninspiring sandwich couldn't dampen her mood after all she was going to have a chocolate bar as well, which would no doubt make up for any shortcomings in the sandwich department of her lunch. The only question remaining was which one she would go for – a Mars bar might be nice but then again, could you really beat the simplicity of a Cadbury's Dairy Milk? She'd have to think about that whilst she ate the rest of her lunch she supposed. Before realising that there was another question that would need to be answered – which of her minions would she send to get the chocolate? Hmm, that would need some careful thought too…..


So there it is, the actual final chapter of this story (I've even changed the status to complete). As ever, please review – I really do love to know what everyone thinks. Also, hope to get another chapter of my next story 'Broken Hearted' posted in the next few days.