Sheelagh woke up about two hours later. The film had finished and Patrick had lain her down on the sofa and covered her up with a blanket. Sheelagh sat up and looked around. She saw Patrick sitting on the chair opposite her. He smiled at her when she looked at him then stood up and walked over to her. They sat next to each other and Patrick put his arm round Sheelagh's shoulders. He pulled her back gently so she was resting against him. Patrick lifted his hand cautiously to her hair and stroked it gently. Sheelagh didn't push him off or anything so he carried on. They sat in silence for about ten minutes.

"How long was I asleep?" Sheelagh asked,

"About two hours." Patrick replied.

"Oh, the Inspector's going to kill me!"

"She won't if she doesn't know."

Sheelagh pulled back and looked at him. "You're not going to tell?" Sheelagh asked.

"Course not."

Sheelagh smiled at him gratefully. "Thank you."

"No problem!"

Sheelagh laughed and lay back down on him. Patrick stroked her hair for a few minutes before asking. "Do you want a drink?"

"Okay, that'd be nice, thanks."

"It's okay." They went into the kitchen together and chatted while Patrick made the drinks. They sat down to drink them at the kitchen table.

"So, are you here all night?" Patrick asked.

"No. I'm here till about 2:30." Sheelagh replied. She felt a lot better now she'd had a sleep. She felt more awake.

"Oh," Patrick almost hid the disappointment in his voice, but not enough and Sheelagh heard it, but she decided to pretend she hadn't. "Who have I got at 2:30 then?"

"Cameron. He's nice. He's Australian and very easy to get along with." Patrick smiled at her. Before he had chance to reply there was a knock at the door. "Stay here." Sheelagh instructed and Patrick nodded. Sheelagh left the kitchen and went up to the front door. "Who is it?" she called through the door.

"It's Cameron." Cameron called back. Sheelagh relaxed and opened the door to allow him in.

"Hi Cameron." She said.

"Hi." He replied. Patrick came through from the kitchen. "You must be Patrick." Cameron said in his usual friendly manner.

"Yeah, and you are Cameron?" Patrick replied, relaxing instantly to Cameron's easy tone.

"Yep. That's me!"

"Well, I'll be off then. You're in safe hands now Patrick." Sheelagh said. "Thanks for the drinks."

"It's okay. Will you be round again?" Cameron picked up the hopeful note in Patrick's voice.

"Probably. See you two."

"See you." Cameron and Patrick answered simultaneously.

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Sheelagh arrived home about ten minutes later and crept up the stairs to the bedroom she shared with Des. Des was already in bed and fast asleep. Sheelagh looked at him and smiled. She quickly changed and washed then got in next to her. Des didn't feel her get in.

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The next day Sheelagh saw Patrick at the station when she arrived.

"You okay?" Sheelagh asked when she saw him waiting in the front office.

"Yeah. Cameron caught the bloke pushing letters through my door and bricks through my window." Patrick replied.

"What? Already?" Sheelagh was surprised.

"Yeah, and the bloke admitted it on my doorstep, I think he was more scared than anything else."

"What happened?"

"Well, before the postman came," Cameron answered, coming up behind them, they turned and faced him, "something was being pushed through the door, so I opened the door and took hold of him and he told us that he was working for Harry Bells and that he'd pushed the letters and everything."

"Weird."

"I know."

"Harry Bells must be a really scary employer."

Cameron laughed. "Yep. Come on, we've got work to do." He said.

"Okay. I'll be through in a minute." With that Cameron left Sheelagh and Patrick alone together. Sheelagh nodded towards the interview room and Patrick followed her in there.

"Does this mean that I'm never going to see you again?" Patrick asked as soon as the door had closed.

"Probably, why?"

"I like you." Patrick admitted without blushing.

Sheelagh smiled. "You're kind of sweet, aren't you?" it was more of a rhetorical question.

Patrick stepped closer towards her and took her hand in his. Sheelagh didn't feel at all uncomfortable. "At least let me take you out for a dinner to say thank you."

"Okay," Sheelagh replied, "just don't put yourself out."

"You did for me."

"No, I was just doing my job."

"Let us think that this is my job then." Patrick countered.

Sheelagh laughed. "Okay."

"When are you free?"

"Whenever."

"Tonight?"

"Okay."

"I'll pick you up after your shift."

"That'd be great thank you."

"Don't mention it." Patrick leant down and quickly kissed Sheelagh's cheek before leaving the room and the station.