The next day they were both at work and both in the area car. Also in the area car for the shift was Adam Okaro. They were driving round the streets of Sun Hill and not a lot was happening.
"Sierra one from Sierra Oscar," the radio suddenly burst into life.
"Go ahead." Sheelagh replied.
"Disturbance at number 12 Island Lane. Can you deal?"
"On way." Sheelagh said into the radio. Then, to Des, she said. "That's Patrick's new place."
"Okay." They arrived at the location a couple of minutes later. The door was already open so they went in and towards the shouting. In the sitting room was Patrick and Patrick's new girlfriend, Lisa. Lisa was doing all the shouting and Patrick was just standing there, taking it all in.
"Oh good, I'm glad you lot are here. He's always drunk!" Lisa turned to them and said.
"Oh, Sheelagh me darling, glad you came." A drunken Patrick came towards her. He kissed her on the cheek and she pushed him roughly off and onto the sofa. "You did always like it rough didn't you?" Patrick slurred.
Sheelagh turned to Adam and Des. "Get Lisa out of here, wait in the car. I'll sort Patrick out." They obeyed Sheelagh without argument and when they had left the house Sheelagh went into the kitchen and made Patrick a cup of strong coffee.
"Drink that." Sheelagh thrusting the mug at her ex-husband. Patrick took a sip.
"Urggg. It's almost cold!" He complained.
"Just drink it." While Patrick was drinking the coffee, Sheelagh looked round the room. The coffee seemed to sober him up a bit.
"Finished it." He said quietly. Sheelagh turned around.
"Why do you keep doing this to yourself?"
Patrick stuttered a bit then looked her square in the eye. "Because I want you back. I can't get over you." This made Sheelagh look away.
"You're drunk. I suggest…"
"I know what I'm talking about. Drunk or not!" Patrick interrupted.
Sheelagh turned back to face him with a determined look on her face. "I suggest that you go to bed and sleep it off. Lisa deserves better than this." With that, she turned and walked off out of the house. She got into the car and Lisa asked.
"Is Patrick okay?"
"He will be, after a sleep."
"How do you know Patrick?"
"I'm his ex-wife."
"Oh, he's always talking about you."
"Okay, can I give you some friendly advice?"
"Go ahead."
"If he gets drunk again. Just walk out, make him think he's lost you. That should make him think twice about turning to the bottle. Well, it's worked for me anyway."
"Thanks. I'll try it. I'm really sorry you all got involved." Lisa said the last bit to all of them.
"'S'ok." They all muttered. Lisa got out and they drove off.