Andrea: Well?

Michael: I told you I was getting a new location.

Andrea: Yeah, but why here? On the opposite side on the country why not Edinburgh or Glasgow?

Michael: And miss the opportunity to spend more time with my two favorite kids.

Andrea: Were not the only kids you've got, what about Rachel? She needs you more then we do.

Michael: Rachel understands, we've talked about it and she's OK with me being down here.

Andrea: Yeah but -

She was running out of excuses

Michael: Look, why are you making such a big deal about this?

Apparently this hand not been the happy reunion he had been expecting. He had thought his kids would have been happy to spend more time with there father which they didn't see that often theses days due to the travel distance. However the prospect of them working in the same nick was having the opposite affect on Andrea

Michael: Chris doesn't seem to have a problem.

Andrea: So you've spoken to him? And what did he say?

Michael: He was a little surprised but we sat down and talked about it and he's fine with it, he seemed to like the idea of us all together.

Andrea: Well Chris would say that.

Andrea turned away from her father and walked across his office to look out of the window then suddenly she looked back.

Andrea: And mum was OK with all this?

Michael: I have already told you, we sat down and had a family meeting to discuss it.

Andrea: Oh I see, that meeting just didn't include us.

Her voice was starting to rise.

Michael: Look Andrea, I'm here to stay, so you had better get use to it and speaking of family.

He walked out from his desk, and sat on the corner of the table looking at her.

Michael: What all this PC Dunbar? Your a Campbell remember.

Andrea looked away from her father and said in a whisper loud enough for him to here.

Andrea: I'm not likely to forget.

He picked up on the sarcasm.

Michael: Well?

He's voice had risen, she turned to look at him.

Andrea: Oh come on dad, do you not think that if I used the name Campbell people would put two and two together and realize we were related.

Michael: Oh so that's it, your ashamed of me!

He was angry now and she new it, Andrea remember the days when she was a kid, they used to row all the time like normal father and daughter do and suddenly felt fifteen years old again.

Andrea: No, but you know what people in stations are like for gossip. If anyone ever found out you were my father and ifI ever got promotion they would say it was because of you and your rank. They'd gossip behindmine and Chris's backs and we'd never here the end of it. They'd say we got towere weare because of you. I'm a probationer dad, I want to make something of my life, but I want to feel that I've got there on my own terms not because I've got relations in high places, can you understand that?

Michael: Yeah I do, but changing your name, is going a bit far isn't it? Your brother doesn't seem to have a problem, so why should you?

Andrea: Oh yeah because Chris is so perfect.

She snapped at him and rolled her eyes, and looked back out of the window. She was getting angry at the fact that he kept comparing her with her brother, something he had been doing all his life.

Michael; At least he doesn't deny the fact that he comes from a good family, he's not ashamed of coming from a good background.

Andrea: I am not ashamed!

Michael; Well you have a funny way of showing it.

There was silence in which Andrea turned away fro the window andstared at the office door, her arms crossed. After a minute she looked at him and said.

Andrea: So are you gong to tell anyone or not?

She had calmed down a bit and her voice was casual, but she was still angry.

Michael: Adam knows -

He got up and walked back round to his chair.

Michael: - so dose Gina, but now one else.

He added at the look on her face which looked like she was about to start shouting again.

Andrea: Are they going to say anything?

Michael: I dough it, but I'll tell them not to say anything, if that's what you really want.

He sounded calm but with resentment in his voice.

Andrea: Yes it is.

She had gone form calm to pleading.

Andrea: Please?

She added, she looked at him, with the puppy dog eyes she use to use when she was a kid and she'd wanted something, they'd never failed her yet. After a minute of looking at his daughter, he broke into a small smile.

Michael: All right if it's what you really want

Andrea: Thank you.

There was a comfortable silence between them for a few seconds.

Andrea: I'd better go, I'm meant to be meeting the others at the pub, so I'll call you latter, where you staying anyway?

Michael: I bought two properties down here remember.

She smiled and walked over to the door, she had her hand above the handle when.

Michael: Still don't like the whole name changing thing.

She sighed, smiling to herself and walked out closing the door behind her, standing in the deserted corridor she nealed against the the door going threw the days events in the back of her mind. She looked at her watch then remember she said she would only be a few minuets, those minuets had turned into half and hour. She began to walk towards the stairs when her phone beeped for the third time that day, her stomach gave a little lurch, but it suddenly vanished when she realized who it was from and suddenly smiled. 'Meet me in my office' missing the stairs she walked forwards into the quite and deserted CID, the only source of light was that of the DI's office and the street lamps outside. She knocked on the door.

Neil: Yep

She opened the door and stood in the doorway.

Neil: I'm surprised your still here.

Andrea: I was going to say the same thing. I now your dedicated and want to make DCI an all that, but isn't this getting a bit ridiculous Neil? It's nearly eleven.

Neil: You got to work at it if you want to be at the top.

She smiled to herself.

Andrea: Yeah well you welcome to it. I'd choose sleep of work any day.

Neil: Well so would I -

He got up from his desk and came towards her, closing the door behind her.

Neil: - but that depends on who is with me.

A little taken back with this remark, but never the less gives in as his arms find themselves around her waist and the lips lock in a passionate kiss.

Neil: What you doing tonight?

He says between kisses.

Andrea: Was suppose to be meeting Honey but that was half and hour ago.

They break apart there faces inches apart from each other.

Andrea: Why?

Neil: Fancy and early night?

Andrea: Hum.

She put on a look of deep concentration on her face, she was already half and hour late so what deferent's was it going to make.

Andrea: I'll have to think about that one.

She smiles then find his lips again.

Neil: I'll take that as a yes then.

They break apart, Neil reaches over his desk to grab his keys and to turn of his desk lamp.

Andrea: What about you wanting to clim the rank ladder to DCI?

He puts his arms around her again.

Neil; Oh that can wait one more night.

He gives her a quick kiss then walks over to the door, she smiles to herself then has a sudden thought.

Andrea: Em Neil?

She turns to look at him, and he turns around.

Andrea: You haven't changed your mobile number have you?

Neil: No why?

Andrea: Just wondering.

She walked past him, gave him a quick peck on the check and walked out of the office door which he had opened. There was no point in telling him about the messages, he'd only go all protective and turn on the professionalism and make her report it. There no point in worrying him or anyone ... yet.