Author's Notes: Well here's chapter 5 for you all. There's only another couple of chapters to go I figure (I haven't written any more yet so I don't know how many there's gonna be).

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DAY 5

An unidentifiable sound startles Andrea awake. She sits up and listens, hoping to hear the sound again.

Tap, Tap Tap.

Someone's at the door, she realises, struggling to get out from under the mess of blankets. She crawls out of bed quickly searching for something to put on. She grabs the first thing she finds, which just happens to be Neil's crisp white shirt.

She goes to the door and opens it slowly. Standing on the other side is Honey Harmon and Gina Gold.

"Morning," Honey says cheerfully, ignoring Andrea's state of undress.

"Come at a bad time, did we?" Gina says already knowing the answer.

"What's with the shirt?" jumps in Honey, not giving Andrea a chance to speak, "seems Yvonne's right, is Mr Mystery Lover Here? Who is he?"

"If you'll give me a chance to reply," says Andrea, already fed up with the intruders, who barged past her and are now sitting in the living room.

All hell breaks loose at what happens next.

Neil walks into the room in nothing but his grey boxers. All eyes turn to look at the person standing in the doorway. Nobody dares speak, all thinking pretty much along the same lines.

Gina eventually breaks the silence, "Neil," she greets in her usual way.

"Gov," Honey says, not knowing what else to say.

"Oh shit," mumble Andrea and Neil, knowing there is no way out of this difficult situation.

"Isn't this a surprise?" adds Gina sarcastically, "a little drunk again last night Andrea?"

"Why did I answer the door again?" Andrea asks herself aloud.

Neil backs away from the doorway and heads back to the bedroom to get dressed, not saying anything to anyone for fear of causing even more embarrassment.

"I think I better go get dressed," says Andrea to Inspector Gold and Honey, slowly heading towards the door, "make yourselves a drink or something, the kitchens through there," Andrea points out the kitchen doorway before retreating to the safety of her bedroom.

In the bedroom

"There's no way out of it this time is there?" Neil asks Andrea.

"No, they're not gonna believe a word of excuses, I wish I hadn't opened the door now."

"Well I didn't help matters much I suppose, it would've been better if I stayed in here."

"What do we do then?"

"Tell them the truth, well part of the truth, not about Gabriel or Bruce; we'll keep that between us. With any look we may be able to get them to keep things to themselves for now."

"Maybe."

They both get dressed and head back to the others, ready to face the inevitable.

In the Kitchen

Gina and Honey are sitting in the kitchen, silently sipping from cups of coffee. They turn to face Neil and Andrea when they walk into the room. Andrea heads straight for the kettle pouring her and Neil a well earned cuppa. Neil hovering over her, afraid to face the stares of the others.

When Neil and Andrea finally turn to face Gina and Honey they are surprised to find them in complete silence.

"I'm guessing you've got lots of questions," Andrea breaks the uncomfortable silence.

"Well what can I say," says Gina, "I wasn't expecting you to open the door in nothing but a shirt, and I certainly didn't expect to see you Neil, walking around in your underwear. I'm assuming you've got a perfectly good explanation for this?"

"I'm guessing you wouldn't believe me saying we were both very drunk?" asks Andrea.

"After yesterday morning, no," answers Gina.

"I thought that might be the case."

Neil sits down on the chair opposite Gina, pulling Andrea onto his lap and wrapping his arms comfortably around her waist.

"Isn't this a cosy picture," Honey buts in, not sure what else to say.

Neil looks at Andrea for confirmation before starting to explain the situation.

"I can't really think of any excuses so …" Neil trails off hoping the others will fill in the rest of the story for themselves.

"So Yvonne was telling the truth yesterday?" proclaims Honey loudly.

"What do you mean?" Andrea asks warily, "what has she said?"

"Yesterday at refs, she said about how drunk you were at the pub, that you couldn't even stand up and had one of the boys take you home. She couldn't remember who though, but I guess we all do now."

There was no getting out of it.

"So," Honey started again, "How long? Is it serious?"

Andrea reluctantly answers, "Yeah, and about 6 months now."

"WHAT?" say both Honey and Gina together, "That long? And you've kept it quiet,"

"Yeah," Neil and Andrea answer "Do us a favour yeah, keep it to yourselves. I'm not sure we're ready to explain to the whole station yet."

"Yeah ok." They all agree and Honey and Gina leave, allowing them the time to get ready for work.

Late that afternoon in the ladies toilets.

Yvonne and Honey walk into the toilets talking loudly between themselves about the drug dealer they had arrested earlier. All of the stall doors, but one was open. They heard somebody in the closed stall throwing up.

"Who's in there? Are you alright?" calls out Yvonne always concerned about her colleagues welfare.

She gets no reply and so she gently pushes open the stall door. Inside, with her head hung over the toilet bowl is Andrea.

"Hey, are you ok?" Yvonne asks again.

Andrea nods her head, flushes the toilet and stands up. "Yeah, fine" she says walking to the sink to wash her hands.

"Ands, what's up, you don't sound fine to me."

Andrea turns to face Yvonne debating whether to tell her. "Yvonne, keep a secret?" she asks.

"Course I will, what's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong, I'm …" she pauses, "pregnant."

"Congratulations, since when?"

"I found out about an hour ago."

"Does anyone else know yet? Who's the father? Does he know?" questions Yvonne without thinking.

"Did you just say what I think you said?" asks Honey, staring at Andrea in surprise, "today's just full of surprises isn't it?"

Andrea takes a deep breath, "yes I said what you think I said Honey, and no, no one else knows, and I'm sure you can work out whom by yourselves."

"The DI? No way, are you gonna tell him?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna tell him."

"Can we come?"

"No!"

Andrea makes her way out of the toilets and up the stairs to CID. She bumps into Phil on the way up and asks, "Is the DI in his office?"

"Yeah," Phil answers.

She trots up the few remaining stairs and nervously walks through CID aware of the stares she is getting. She knocks gently on the DI's door and waits to be called in.

"Have you got a minute Sir?" asks Andrea professionally.

"Sure come in," he says ushering her in and closing the door behind her. "What's wrong? You look pale," he asks.

Andrea sits down not sure how to tell him the news. Neil paces up and down the room slightly impatient.

"I … I'm not sure how to tell you this," she tells him truthfully.

"Surely it can't be that bad?"

She sits in silence for a few minutes gathering her courage.

"Neil; I'm pregnant," she tells him quietly, expecting him to go mad.

They never planned any of this and she doesn't know quite what to expect. Will he ever speak to her again? She hoped this wouldn't cause any problems between them. He almost blew his top when she confessed to being a journalist.

"Say that again," Neil said calmly.

She repeated her sentence a little louder dreading his next move.

Instead of yelling at her like she expected, he pulled her into a big hug, holding her close. After a minute he took a small step back, so he could see her face, but not far enough away that she wasn't still in his arms. He kissed her gently, once, twice. Maybe this isn't the best place for this, Neil thinks but still doesn't attempt to break their kiss.

A quick knock on the door is the only warning they get, as Phil barges through the door, witnessing the scene before him.

"Hello, hello, hello; what's going on here then?" he says.

Neil and Andrea instantly jump apart looking very flushed. "Don't you ever knock?" Neil yells at him.

"Sorry Gov, I'll come back later shall I?" Phil says backing away from the door well aware that he had interrupted an intimate moment between his colleagues.

"Ever get the feeling we should have stayed home today?" Neil says to Andrea with a small smile.

"There's still time," Andrea jokes back.

"What was it you wanted Phil?" Neil asks him.

"Just wanted to tell you I've finished all the paperwork on the kidnapping case if you want it."

"Thanks Phil, leave it on my desk and I'll sort it."

"Gov."

Phil drops the files on the desk and leaves the office.

"That can not be good!" states Andrea, getting really worried.

"Don't panic, I'm sure everything will work out fine."

"Have you lost your mind? It's bad enough with the Inspector, Honey and Yvonne knowing, but there's no way Phil is gonna keep quiet about this. We're totally screwed."

"We'll sort something out. I'm not giving up on you Andrea; I'm not giving up on us; No matter what."

They fall into silence, contemplating what's happened and what they can do about it. The clock ticks loudly in the background, the noise resounding loudly off the walls.

"You know," Neil breaks the silence, "I think we should go to Okaro, tell him everything, and get it all out in the open, before someone else does."

"You can't be serious?"

"I'm deadly serious. Think about it, if we tell Okaro now, we're protecting our own backs, Inspector Gold will tell him anyway; they've always been close. This way, we can choose how much to say, and it'll work out better."

Andrea sinks down into the chair, thinking about what has been said. If they tell Okaro, they could be getting themselves into even more trouble, but if they don't … someone else will, either way, there's no way out.

"Ok," she finally says, barely above a whisper.

Neil heads towards the door and slowly opens it before turning back to face her, "are you coming?"

"You mean now?"

"Why not, let's get it over with as soon as possible."

"How much are you thinking of telling him?"

"Everything, us, Bruce, Gabriel, everything. It's the only way."

Andrea reluctantly gets up and follows him out of the room, looking warily around her, at the accusing looks, from the people around her.

They arrive at the Superintendent's door and pause briefly. "Are you ready for this?" Neil asks.

Andrea nods her head and Neil taps gently on the door.

"Come in," Adam calls.

Neil steps into the room, followed cautiously by Andrea.

"DI Manson, PC Dunbar, what can I do for you?"

"Sir," Neil begins, "I think there are a few things you should be aware of."

"This wouldn't have anything to do with what I was told this morning would it?" interrupts Okaro.

"Possibly sir, what was it that you've heard?"

"Sit down," Okaro instructs them, pointing to the chairs opposite him and waiting for them before continuing, "Without going into detail, Inspector Gold came to see me lunchtime and said she had been to visit you this morning," he directed his explanation towards Andrea, "What she saw, and heard, how can I put this, came as quiet a shock."

Neil turned to look at Andrea for support before attempting to explain.

"That's what we wanted to talk to you about Sir, well amongst other things."

"What other things?" Okaro jumps in, before anyone has a chance to continue.

Neil takes a deep breath, debating with himself on where to start. "Well to start with, what Inspector Gold told you this morning is the truth, but there's a bit more to it than that. You see, I'm not sure how to explain this, but you remember the other night, at The Red Loin Inn, I deliberately asked Andrea, PC Dunbar to help." Neil explains.

"I'm not sure I know where this is going."

"To cut a long story short, we've been trailing someone, who we suspect among other things, is guilty of GBH, ABH, manslaughter, rape and a hell of a lot of other things."

"Is this an official enquiry?"

"No sir, a lot of the information has come to light through unofficial channels, through sources I don't think you'd approve of."

"What are you saying Neil, Which sources, or better yet who's the suspect?"

Neil takes a calming breath, thinking over his words and debating how much to tell him, "The suspect is a David Kent, also known as PC Gabriel Kent."

"WHAT?" bellows Okaro.

Andrea takes over the explanations, "I accidentally stumbled upon some information about Gabriel being Sergeant Ackland's son. I looked into it deeper and found out that the person who we all know as Gabriel Kent, is actually David Kent, the real Gabriel Kent's brother, well sort of."

"Where did you find all of this?"

"That's the bit you won't like, I got it off an old friend from Scotland, he's a Journalist."

"WHAT you know all the trouble the press can cause, and you let them get old of confidential information. Do you realise the trouble this could cause?"

Andrea sinks back in her chair close to tears. How could he be so thoughtless? Neil wraps a protective arm across her shoulders, aware of the strange looks he is getting from the Superintendent.

"She only gave him a name sir; he hasn't got a clue what it's about, he just put us in touch with the right people if you know what I mean?"

"Ok, so what else have you found? And why didn't you come to me before hand?"

"It was all just speculation at first sir; we only found something a little more conclusive the other day. There's something else though, Gabriel's got proven links to the sniper, he and the suspect were in the army together."

"Right, I've got no choice but to pass this onto MIT and CIB, gather everything you've got on this for tomorrow, ok? Is that everything?"

Andrea look's at Neil, silently asking with her eyes if she should tell Okaro about their most recent discovery. He gives a quick nod of his head in answer.

"There's one more thing you should be aware of Sir," says Andrea cautiously, "I … I'm Pregnant!"

Okaro just stares at them, open mouthed and in obvious shock. "How long?" he manages to get out.

"I found out this morning, so I don't really know," answers Andrea truthfully.

Silence falls on the room, all of them contemplating what has been said. "Ok," Okaro eventually says, "I want you to gather all this information for MIT, and then I want you to go home and get some rest, both of you. Come see me in my office at 10am tomorrow, are we clear?"

"Crystal sir;"

Andrea and Neil stand up, push their Chairs back under the desk and leave the office.