"Suse...Suse!" Jonesy said urgently.

"What?" she asked, continuing to kiss him.

"Tony...Tony Timms...!" he said between kisses.

"What about him?" she exclaimed in surprise.

"He's...here now...coming...towards us!" Jonesy muttered.

"What...uh...oh my god...what should we..."

"Quick...get in the back seat...pass my shirt..."

Jonesy hurriedly put his arm through his sleeve but it only came up to his elbow, it was Susie's...they'd gotten mixed up.

"Jonesy..." Susie said, and held out his shirt to swap with her.

Tap tap!

"Hello, officers," Tony exclaimed. "You look a little flushed."

"Hi Tony," Jonesy muttered, tucking his shirt in. "Hey...eyes off." Tony was eyeing Susie in the backseat who was struggling to button her shirt up over her bra.

"Sorry, so what were you two doing in here?" he smiled unapologetically.

"None of your busi..."Jonesy began.

"Uh...actually Tony," Susie explained. "We were out on call and got a bit wet so we just popped down here to get changed."

"Together?" he winked. "Gotcha."

"I don't know what your insinuating but you've got it wrong," Jonesy snapped.

"What he means to say," Susie continued. "Is that we're all friends here and we have a good professional relationship. We just popped down here to get changed out of convenience, probably not the best idea but hey."

"I see," Tony said, unconvinced.

"Perhaps we should just forget the whole thing," she said, smiling sweetly at him.

"I might just have a word to Tom all the same..."

"Well we wouldn't want to do that would we Tony?" Susie asked, stepping graciously out of the car and turning to face him.

"Why...w...why not?" he stuttered.

"I wouldn't want anyone getting the idea that I was interested in Constable Jones when there's actually another person I'm considering," she said, staring intently at him and smiling. "Perhaps we will see you later on at the pub?"

"Um...sure...yep...sure!" Tony stuttered, as Jonesy reversed the patrol car out of alleyway and back onto the road.

"Your as cunning as a fox," Jonesy remarked.

"Only when it comes to something I want," she replied flirtatiously. He grinned back and she looked down, her face red.

"Perhaps we should continue this later tonight," Jonesy suggested.

"I'd love to..." Susie began.

"But?" he asked.

"Donna," she replied slowly.

"Suse...you know you're the one I want to be with," he said.

"I just don't want to be the other woman...and I never thought I'd be someone who'd initiate an affair with someone in a relationship," she sighed. "I just feel guilty I guess."

"Don't, you haven't done anything wrong. Me and Donna is complicated. The only reason I don't want to tell her is because I'm worried she will start using again," he explained.

"So we have to lie..." she said slowly.

"Susie, I will tell her...when the time is right and when she is back on her feet," he said. "But you're the one I want to be with, okay?" he said. Jonesy pulled the car into the station and switched into 'park.' "We'll talk about this later, yeah?" he said.

"Okay," she said, looking down.

"Hey," he said, tilting her head up. "Come here." He unbuckled his seat belt and put his arms around her. Susie pressed her head against his chest and felt him kiss her hair. Jonesy pulled back briefly and kissed her on the lips before hugging her again.

Tap tap!

"Jones, Raynor...my office...now!" snapped Tom Croyden from outside the passenger window.

In Tom's office...

"I have to say I'm not impressed in the least. Jones, what profession are you in again?"

"The police force, boss," Jonesy replied, humiliated.

"Very good," he said sarcastically. "And what part of your job requirement were you fulfilling in the patrol car just then?"

"Uh...we are very sorry about that boss. Susie was feeling upset and i..."

"I saw quite clearly what you were doing, thank you," Tom replied curtly. "Now this refers to both of you. I don't care what you get up to after hours as long as nothing of that calibre takes place during working hours. This is a place of work and I want members to behave professionally and put all their efforts into making the streets safe. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes boss," Jonesy replied.

"Raynor..." Tom asked. "Raynor...are you alright?" Susie was as white as a sheet and looked rather confused.

"Susie?" Jonesy asked. Suddenly her legs crumpled and she fell to the floor.

"Susie," Jonesy cried, kneeling next to her. "Susie...Susie..."