A/N: Sorry about the long wait in updates and thanks again to reviewers. Two chapters today! Oh and BTW we didn't go to well at the Rock Eisteddfod Challenge finals, but when we competed at Newy, we rocked, recieving 9 awardy-thingos!

Chapter Four: Phone calls

Carefully Lilly placed the phone back in its cradle. She sank down onto the couch a smile spreading across her face. She'd be going back to work. Back to the PPD. She was supposed to be evaluated in a few days time to determine whether she was fit for duty but because they needed her input on the current case that would be left for now. One of the conditions of her return had been that she sees a counsellor, either the PPD's counsellor or a private practitioner. She had of course fought him on this but he hadn't given in. He had simply stated that if she weren't willing to cooperate he would find someone to replace her for the time being. Even though she didn't really think that he'd do that she didn't want to take the chance and therefore she gave in and agreed to see this counsellor. It couldn't be that bad, could it?

But of course going back brought up more problems. Her and Scotty for one. She had hoped that over the next few days she would be able to figure out how to deal with working with him and being objective. Hell, she didn't even know what they were. She wasn't very good at the whole relationship thing and really didn't want to hurt him. It had all seemed so much easier when she didn't think she'd live to see a time when they'd be together. But now they were, and she wasn't sure where that left her.

Back at the office, Stillman had gotten off the phone and was looking drained. Scotty smiled to himself. Arguing with Lilly will do that to you. He came out of his office and walked over towards Scotty's desk.

"I take it she didn't like the idea of the counselling," Scotty said.

"Not exactly no. But I'm afraid that's the only option. After what she went through...," he stopped there, looking as thoug he wasn't exactly sure on how to continue. Scotty's only response was a small nod of his head.

"Has she talked about it to you at all?" Stillman asked.

"No, nothing, but that's not exactly unusual for her."

"Yeah. Any word from the medical examiners office?"

"No, not yet."

"All right, well keep me informed."

"Will do boss. I'm heading home, I'll interview the security companies who watch the buildings in that area tomorrow, see if I can't get anything from them."

"All right, night Scotty."

"Yeah night boss."

Scotty drove home in silence, going over the day's events in his mind, from seeing Lilly that morning to Dr. Chelsea Evans and the three sets of remains from the warehouse to the present moment. He was nearly going to drive over to Lilly's place first but then decided against it. He didn't want her getting the wrong idea about him going over there at this time of night. Instead he'd call her like she'd asked when he got home.

The rest of the drive back was uneventful, passing in blur of city streetlights. After arriving home he had rummaged around in the fridge, finding leftovers still fresh enough to be considered edible, and consumed them hungrily. Then he had a quick shower before calling Lilly.

"Lilly Rush," she said after two rings.

"Hey, it's Scotty."

"Hey, so how'd your case go?" she asked.

"Well we've got three bodies so far, we were only expecting the one but then they uncovered two more in the basement of the warehouse. The one in the main area was pretty burnt, the ones in the basement completely skeletonised."

"You think the cases are related?"

"No idea. They've got a specialist, a Dr Chelsea Evans, looking at the bones from the basement and Dr Hawkins is looking at the other body. Hopefully we'll get some more on them tomorrow."

"Did the crime scene unit get anything?"

"I don't know, we left before they started, we've got to see them tomorrow too." There was a slight pause in conversation before Scotty continued, he wasn't exactly used to small talk with Lilly. "So when are you coming back?"

"I'll be coming in tomorrow, but only on the condition that I see a psychologist," she answered.

"That sounds like fun," he said sarcastically, " how long will that last?"

"Not sure yet, but I'm fine, so I don't think it will be for too long," she said confidently.

"I'm glad you'll be back tomorrow, it's not the same being with Vera and Jeffries."

She laughed at that before responding, "what I'm slightly less masculine," she said jokingly.

"Yeah," he said laughing, " something like that."

"So what are we doing tomorrow?"

"Uh, we'll be checking out the security company that is responsible for that building. There's a small group of them in that area all owned by the same guy, a Michael Tager. Vera interviewed him today, seems that he doesn't use the buildings, they belonged to his dad and that he's never really had a use for them. He said he was actually thinking of selling them soon."

"To anyone in particular?" she asked.

"Didn't say. Why, you gotta theory?"

"Nah, nothing yet. But then we don't really have much to go on."

"Well not yet," said Scotty.

"You're sounding pretty optimistic about this one."

"Yeah well that's because you'll be back with me for it."

She didn't speak and he was left momentarily wondering whether he had over-stepped an invisible boundary line.

"Hey Scotty," she started before she was interrupted by a noisy cat. "I'd better go. I've got to feed these girls and then get stuff ready for tomorrow."

"Alright then. I'll see you in the morning. Good night."

" Night Scotty."

After hanging up the phone he went to bed and lay awake, thinking about their conversation. Damn she confuses me, he though to himself. He shut his eyes and let out a contented sigh, knowing that he wouldn't want it any other way.