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A/N: This one is just a little chapter. Short, but sweet... I hope ;-)

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As the plane touched down on the Ottawa runway, Fraser found his heart once again racing in his chest. Forcing himself to take some calming breathed before leaving the plane, he made his way towards the concourse. Not wanting to trust the files to airport baggage handlers, he had only the single bag of hand luggage with him where, held securely inside, were the vital documents.

As he reached the arranged meeting place, he was surprised to see Mike himself there to pick him up.

"Sir."

"Constable, let's get out of here shall we. There's a nice little diner not too far from here where we can get lunch." As Fraser followed the older man out of the airport, he kept a firm grip on his bag and an eye out for anything suspicious, though what he would see, he did not know.

At the diner, Fraser explained what he had done after Mike had left him in Toronto. The look of displeasure on the superintendent's face turned to one of amazement when he got to the part about the other office building.

"We knew about the lockers, but we never thought that she would have used a different office. It's so simple."

"Yes, sir, but quite brilliant," he said. "No-one thought to look for the evidence there, as it was not somewhere that could be directly associated to her. I only came upon it by a stroke of luck – a receptionist happened to mention that there was another building in Toronto, and when I went to check it out, no-one had disturbed the contents since her death."

"You have the evidence."

Fraser smiled. "Yes sir, I do."

Mike looked at the smiling Constable sat across from him. It was only in that moment that he realised quite how far this man had gone to bring the woman he loved home. Oh, he had no doubt that the Constable loved her now. He had wondered, from the way Meg spoke about him, if there had been something going on between the two of them before she left, but now he knew. If there hadn't been anything going on then, well, it wasn't from lack of want on both parts. The look in the younger man's eyes told him everything he needed to know about his feelings, even if Mike had not been able to read them clearly from his recent actions.

"OK, let's see what we have, shall we?"

Removing the files from his bag, Fraser laid them carefully on the table in front of him. As Mike looked through the folders, his smile gradually increased with each page he read.

"This is brilliant. It covers everything we need to get a conviction. There's no way any lawyer is going to be able to dispute this."

Fraser breathed a sigh of relief. It was soon going to be over. "Uh, Sir. About Meg, she will be able to come back, won't she?"

"Absolutely." The reply came immediately, filling Fraser's heart with a joy he had not felt in so long. "If not straight away, we're going to need her to testify at the hearing. She needs to tell the jury everything she knows about the death of Jenna Richards, everything Jenna told her before she died." Mike smiled. "Oh yes Constable, she's going to need to come back."

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