Hey guys! Well, I think I'm beginning to kinda change the genre of the story abit…I hope there's no law against it. I don't think it's ever going to turn out according to plan…but I hope you like it anyway. Thanks for the reviews, they're awesome. Keep them coming :D

Disclaimer: No i don't own any of the characters, i'm not in contact with any of the cast, you know the usual blah...

The next day at the station, Tess called a meeting after lunch to discuss the new roster. Everyone was there except PJ, who later hurried in just a minute after Tess had begun her talk.

"Good evening PJ," Tess said, and the others chuckled.

"Evening? It's only lunchtime, isn't it?" PJ asked, confused.

Tess smiled sarcastically before stating, "You're late PJ. I told everyone this morning that there was going to be-"

"Oh, right, rosters. Sorry Tess, I just forgot, that's all." PJ apoligised feebly.

"Obviously." Tess said, but continued with the rosters talk.

Jo sat there, not listening to a word Tess was saying. She was thinking about PJ, how much she cared about him, and replaying everything he said to her last night in her mind, over and over again. 'PJ seems a little distracted, himself…' Jo thought, before chuckling quietly.

"What's funny?" Tess asked, curiously. First PJ comes in late, forgetful, disorganised and abnormally passive, and now Jo's slacking off too. Strangely enough, even her copper instinct didn't help her make the connection between the two.

"Ah, nothing Sarge, just remembering something…um…PJ…said…" She said confidently, but trailing off at the end realising what she was talking about, and to whom she was talking to.

"Huh? What did I say?" PJ said looking up, hopeful but still slightly confused.

"Oh, never mind, it was nothing…" Jo said quickly, not wanting to draw anymore attention to herself, or PJ for that matter.

Tess finished off her talk and everybody began to busy themselves with their respective duties and jobs.

3:00 came around quickly and Tess and Jonesy left on patrol.

While they were in the car, Jonesy began to quiz Tess about things and, seeing as the patrol was turning out to be rather uneventful, she didn't mind too much.

"Okay," Jonesy began. "What's you favourite…animal?"

"That'd definitely be dogs. I used to have one, when I was a kid."

"Oh, right." Jonesy said, not wanting Tess to start dwelling to much on her past. "How about your favourite…ah…movie?" He said, hoping for an answer in more recent years.

"Without a doubt, Moulin Rouge!" She said with a smile.

"What!" Evan exclaimed. "How can you understand it! It's so long and confusing and technical and symbolic and…and…"

"Romantic." She finished off for him.

"Well, yeah I suppose…if watching a guy go through total hell, pain, jealousy and all round anguish just to get the girl of his dreams, who just happens to be a hooker, mind you…and then for her to die in his arms…is your kinda thing then-"

"So, maybe it is, Evan." She said, smiling across at him.

"And that makes me feel really special!" Jonesy said, smiling back.

"Why? What have you got to do with it?" She said, curious for an answer.

"Well, you see there's this girl," Evan began, keeping in mind to tread very softly with his words.

"No, please Evan! I don't wanna know about the girls that occupy your spare time!" Tess said, groaning and rolling her eyes dramatically.

"…and she's really nice." Evan continued. "She's very smart, you see, and I think she's got one of those smiles…you know? One that makes you wanna smile too, for the rest of the day. Anyway, she's funny, and she's beautiful, but she's a bit of a feisty little bugger which can be a problem some times." He said, all the while, subtly looking over at Tess from the corner of his eye.

"I see…" Tess said, a bit quieter than usual. "Um, does this girl have a name?" She asked, trying not to sound too interested.

Jonesy slowly looked over at her. Immediately she felt her cheeks burn and quickly said, "Ah, I might um know her or…something."

"Oh," Jonesy said, looking out the window once again. "Yeah, you know her. You know her very well, in fact."

A lengthy silence followed this conversation. Evan was wondering if she'd taken the hint, and if she had; did she believe him. He thought she'd got the message once he'd noticed her blush ever so slightly but he'd also been a bit too busy admiring how gorgeous she looked, in doing so.

Meanwhile, Tess's mind was spinning out of control, though thankfully, the patrol car wasn't…and this was a surprising effort, considering the fact that her thought were anywhere but the cold, hard gravel in front of her. He'd obviously been talking about her, hadn't he? Smart – 'well, that's me' she thought, nice…great smile… 'could be me, could be anyone.' She concluded. But a nagging voice persisted, 'funny, I'm not funny am I? Well, I'm always having a bit of a laugh with him I suppose,' she suddenly felt her cheeks prickle hot again. 'She's beautiful. It can't be me, surely not. Ah, but she's feisty too. I would definitely fit in there…and if he wasn't talking about me…all I asked was what he had to do with it… '

As Tess was still running over the previous conversation in her mind, Jonesy, though his mind was still not totally on the job, noticed something on the side of the road.

"Hold up, Tessy. What's this?" He said, and she quickly snapped out of her trance-like state. She pulled the car over and they both got out.