Ok here we go, chapter 22, this is the second one today, the last couple have been pretty short, they're a bit space filler-ish but there we go, the next part is kind of juicy and my favorite bit so far, it's certainly the bit that I've enjoyed writing the most, so if you can take this chapter it's going to get better again I think, so I beg of you, please hold in there and there's good stuff coming…. Cheers, Kay.

Susan had a month still left before maternity leave, very few of them believed she was going to make it to the end of that, she was seven months pregnant and huge, you could no longer ask her anything medically related or not, or even walk past her really without some kind of groan coming from her direction.

"Susan." Amelia said as cheerily as she dared having worked with her through the latest mood developments.

"Amelia this needs to be unbelievably important to get me off this chair." Susan bitched.

"I promise you this is going to be worth your while." Amelia grinned conspiratorially as Susan's eyes flared into action realising that this was completely un-work related, and possibly involved some kind of undercover operation.

"What are we doing?" Susan hissed as she found herself standing outside the lounge facing Amelia.

"Ok, I'm sure Abby's seeing someone, and I think I know who it is, Sam's in there talking to her now and she's about to spill, I figured you'd want to be in on it." Amelia grinned.

 "Hell yes, ok let me go in there and talk to her." Susan grinned.

"Ok, but you have to be massively subtle because she might think we're on to her already, I tried to get Neela in on it but she's all about individual privacy, I figured that we were less scrupulous." Amelia grinned, ready to find out if her suspicions would be confirmed or not.

"Who do you think it is?" Susan hissed intrigued.

 "I'm not sure but I need her to confirm it or I need to do some more sting operations before I know, so that's where you come in, I need to know if it's the guy I think it is, that's why I'm wearing black today." She smiled continuing, "In case I need to bring in my Ninja training to get an admission out of her." She finished grinning once again.

"I like your theory." Susan smiled, looking Amelia up and down.

"Thank you." Amelia nodded appreciatively, comedy evident in her demeanour. "So you going in there or what?" Amelia asked smiling broadly.

"What I don't need a wire?" Susan quipped.

"Give me a break, it's not like you don't want to know." Amelia smiled, pushing Susan towards the lounge, not that she needed all that much encouragement.

After twenty minutes of trying to eves drop Amelia had decided that since she'd been off for almost an hour already she might as well just go into the lounge and find out what was going on. As she pushed her way through he lounge doors feigning subtlety, trying to adopt the attitude where she'd no idea what the others were doing in there, she headed purposefully towards her locker. She could have kissed Susan when she shifted round in her chair to address Amelia.

"Amelia you're sisters got a guy, who is he?" Susan asked her automatically, giving away nothing of what they'd plotted earlier. Amelia smiled into her locker before composing herself, turning to face Susan, Sam and Abby sitting at the table.

"What? Who? I don't know, I didn't even know you were seeing anyone." She said, the timing perfect between her words, her act of feigned surprise and questioning ideal as she darted perfect questioning looks between the three at the table.

"Oh come on, I've told both of you that he's no one you know." Abby defended herself against the onslaught, oblivious to Amelia's conspiratorial shenanigans.

"So does Amelia know him?" Sam asked picking up the inference instantly. Abby gave a noncommittal pained look as Sam asked her question, running her hand through her hair. "Abby come on, I've got an eleven year old, I need this kind of gossip." Sam coaxed.

"And in all fairness I've got two four year olds at my house, I disserve some kind of confirmation as to why I'm looking after one who doesn't belong to me." Amelia said suddenly, her eyebrows raised knowingly, sitting down with the others at the table, smiling at Abby, almost positive that her guess was right now as she shared a good-humoured grin with her big sister. "Come on, tell me I'm wrong." Amelia smiled. Abby tipped her head back, rubbing her hands over her face, suddenly bringing her head back up, looking straight into Amelia's eyes, her own smiling.

"Ok, yeah, you're right." She nodded at her.

"Jesus, you're seeing Nick." Amelia smiled at Abby as she nodded her confirmation. Amelia grinned broadly at Abby who returned the look, shaking her head, laughing slightly, puzzled as to what had tipped Amelia off in the first place.

"Who's Nick?" Susan asked instantly, intrigued.

"My neighbour." Abby said sheepishly looking at Susan, adding, "How did you know?" as she looked back at Amelia.

"Every time he's asked us to look after Imogen you've been busy, two and two equal four." Amelia smiled. "You owe me a lot of babysitting." Amelia looked at her pointedly getting up from the table bag in hand.

"I, I don't owe you any babysitting." Abby shook her head still smiling.

"Ok, well then tell your boyfriend that he owes me a lot of babysitting." Amelia smiled heading towards the door, still smiling, Abby looked back at her, her smile broadening on her face as she left Susan and Sam to continue their interrogation.   

There we go, it's short I know, and I've struggled writing this last bit but give me a shout about what you think, cheers for the ongoing reviews.