Thanks for all your kind reviews and I apologise for all the spelling and punctuation errors in the last chapter. I checked through it about 100 times, posted it and then only noticed! Typical!

As before Cold Case ain't mine and Kathryn Morris is just totally awesome!

So here goes:

Chapter 7.

As Lilly smiled at Scotty he began to slide his hand from her face round the back of her neck and move his head closer to hers. Lilly anticipated what he was about to do and quickly grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand off of her.

"Uh uh" Lilly said shaking her head with flattered smile on her face.

She rested her hands on Scotty's knees and pushed herself up from her kneeling position. As she did Scotty was quick to place his hands around her waist and pull her into him. He kept his grip on her as he fell back onto the bed pulling Lilly on top of him.

Lilly was shocked that despite him being so drunk he was able to catch her off guard and get her exactly where he wanted her. She wasn't going let him have his way though.

No sooner had Scotty placed his hand once again on the back of her neck and pulled her in to kiss her, Lilly was trying to escape his grip. The last time she had kissed him it had been amazing. This time, not so amazing. She tasted the alcohol on him and didn't like it one bit.

"Scotty, let go of me," she insisted.

She pushed herself off of him and stood up, straightening out her clothes.

"Stay with me Lil," Scotty pleaded, lifting his head again.

Lilly walked towards the door.

"Good night Scotty," was all she said in a soft voice as she turned and looked back at him.

"Lil!" Scotty called. But she kept walking, leaving his apartment.

Scotty's head slumped back on the bed and within moments he was gently snoring.

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Lilly hadn't slept very well and had gotten up even earlier than normal.

She was the first of the team to get to work as always and had already had two cups of coffee before every one else arrived.

Scotty was the last to arrive. Lilly was in the break room, getting herself her third coffee when she heard his arrival. He sounded bright and cheery, happy to be back at work.

Lilly smiled to herself. The water and ibuprofen had obviously worked in preventing a hangover this time as it had always worked with her mother. He did look a little on the pale side though.

Scotty noticed Lilly and walked towards the break room, first taking in a large breath. He only remembered bits of last night, one of which was his attempt at making a move on her. He felt slightly embarrassed, but more ashamed of his behaviour. They had drawn the line on their relationship and agreed that they shouldn't be screwing around together no matter how great it had been. Things just seemed to be getting more messy he thought to himself, and that was the last thing Lilly needed and definitely the last thing her needed.

"Mornin," Lilly announced happily as Scotty entered the break room, keeping her focus on her coffee cup.

"Mornin," he replied giving her his best smile, trying to catch her eye.

Lilly looked up slightly and smiled back trying not to giggle. She should be pissed at him for a whole manner of reasons, she thought to herself, but that smile of his had always had an effect on her.

In a suddenly serious tone Scotty said, "Lil, I'm sorry about last night –"

"Scotty, lets not go into it," she interrupted, shaking her head.

"Look Lil," he said insistently, "I don't blame you for being pissed with me-"

"I'm not pissed with you. You want coffee?" she quickly added.

"Sure," he answered shrugging.

They shared a look which was broken as Stillman pushed the door open.

"Morning Lil, Scotty," He greeted on walking into the break room to join them.

"Good to see you back Scotty. Lil filled you in on the case?" he questioned.

"Uh, yeah I was just telling him that a visit to Maurice is first on the agenda today." She glanced at Scotty, widened her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

"Well let's get going," Scotty announced with enthusiasm.

Stillman looked over to Lilly trying to disguise his huge grin. Lilly smiled back and rolled her eyes.

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The journey had passed without too much awkwardness. Most of it had been spent with Lilly going over the details of the case, and how she thought Maurice was the instigator of the break in at her house. She was more than aware that because this case dealt with suicide she was going to have to watch out for Scotty. Despite the fact that the funeral had past and he seemed happy to be back at work he wasn't yet back on track. Last night had made that apparent.

There conversation with Maurice had begun smoothly but as the subject of suicide began things became tense. Scotty's face became red, the veins in his neck protruding. Lilly's concern grew and she interjected, wanting to finish up and get the hell out.

"Scotty," she said going to stand up. Scotty placed his hand on her shoulder, pressing her back down into the chair firmly.

She could see Scotty was about to snap but didn't expect him to loose it quite so aggressively.

Lilly didn't really catch what Maurice had said but it had triggered something in Scotty and before she could intervene he was smashing Maurice's head against the table and screaming at him.

Lilly reached out to Scotty, to try and pull him away. Scotty had lost all sense of control and reason. He didn't realise Lilly was so close as he pulled his fist back to take another shot at Maurice. His elbow hit her in the face and because of the force in which he pulled back he sent her crashing to the ground.

Scotty turned around having felt that he had knocked something. Just as he realised it was Lilly that he had hit the guard grabbed him and dragged him to the corner of the room.

"Lilly!" he shouted as he watched her clutch her face and try to get up.

"Let me go to her!"

"Let me go to her!" he continued to shout as he struggled to get free from the guard.

Another guard had entered and was helping Lilly to her feet. She was still clutching her face but was facing away from Scotty.

He was devastated. He had stopped trying to struggle but continued calling her as the guard took her out of the room.

"Lilly – Lilly, I'm so sorry," he called.

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