"How's Tasha doing?" Jack asked Martha, who was sitting with him in the diner drinking coffee.

"Yeah ok, physically. They're letting her come home tomorrow and the operation went fine. But psychologically, I mean who knows? I don't even know if the whole situation has fully hit her yet. I guess we all just have to be here for her, to try and help her move on from this."

"Yeah, definitely, and Robbie too of course, he's going to need our support." Jack looked at Martha and smiled. "You know you've been an amazing friend to Tasha through all this, I'm really proud of you."

Martha smiled back at Jack across the table. "I'm just doing what anyone would for their best friend. She'd do the same for me."

"Still, the way you care about people, it's pretty great."

Martha laughed. "What is this, Martha appreciation day? I can't handle the adulation! Changing the subject, how's it going with Kate?"

"Yeah can't complain so far, she knows her stuff, she's a good cop."

"And of course it makes it easier that you two are friends?"

"Yeah of course, it's pretty hard to do your job well if you can't get on with your partner."

"So….how friendly were you two?"

"What do you mean?"

"I think you know Jack."

Jack smiled mischievously. "You mean did we go out?"

"Well, did you?"

"Yeah we did, back in the academy, but don't worry, I've only got eyes for you Martha!"

"I wasn't worrying!"

"Ahhh sure," Jack teased.

"Oh shut up Jack, you're so arrogant. So was it serious?"

"Well I don't know; we dated for about a year so I guess you could say it was at the time."

A year! Martha thought. Jesus, she probably knows Jack better than me.

"So why did you break up then?"

"Oh I don't know; we both left the academy, our lives started to go in different directions, the usual. Really Martha it was ages ago and I have absolutely no romantic feelings for her."

"I didn't say you did, but…I think she might still like you."

"What? No she doesn't."

"Oh like you'd notice Jack, guys are clueless when it comes to these sorts of things. I'm telling you, she was definitely flirting with you the other night and anyway don't you think it's just a bit too much of a coincidence that she's ended up in the same town as you?"

"What do you mean? Are you saying she came to Summer Bay because I'm here? Come on Martha, you really are jealous."

"No I'm not, I just think she's got an ulterior motive and it involves you."

"Well if she's so mad keen on me, how come she asked me if Paul from work was single?"

"Really? She asked you that?"

"Yes, and when I told her he was she looked pretty happy about it I can tell you. So? How do you explain that?"

Martha didn't know what to say. Maybe she had misread the signs after all, maybe she wasn't flirting just catching up with an old friend. Oh god, Martha thought. That means I have turned into one of those paranoid, insecure types I've always despised. She realised then she had no reason to mistrust either Jack or Kate. She knew Jack loved her and that was enough.

"Well, maybe I misread the signs then."

"I'm sorry? What was that? Is that Miss McKenzie admitting she's wrong?"

"Hah hah, very funny?"

"Oh this is no joke, is Martha admitting she's wrong? I want to know."

"Ok, ok, so I was wrong. There I admit it, happy now?"

Jack laughed. "Oh, very happy, I'll be storing that one up for future reference, not to mention the fact this means you were jealous."

"I did not admit that, I am not jealous! Now shut up or soon you might actually be looking for a new girlfriend."

"Well I've always got Kate…ouch, that hurt," Jack laughed as Martha leaned across the table to wack him on the arm.

Kate was sitting at the duty desk lost in her thoughts. More specifically, thinking about Jack: his beautiful puppy dog eyes, strong nose and that smile! That cheeky half grin that used to be directed at her but now she noticed was reserved solely for Martha. How was she going to break them up? They seemed really solid so it wasn't going to be an easy task. Still last night was a start; she could tell Martha wasn't too pleased with them talking all night, even if she did try to act all cool about it. At that moment Jack walked in. "Hey you, where've you been?"

"Lunch with Martha. Anything happen while I was gone?"

"Nup, unless you count a distressed granny who's lost her cat 'something'."

Jack laughed and then looked at Kate a little more intently then usual.

Kate immediately picked up on it. "What?"

"Oh, nothing, it's really silly."

"What? You can't look all coy and then say nothing."

"It's really nothing. It's just something Martha was saying."

"What?"

"She said you maybe still liked me. I mean I told her she was crazy of course and you coming here was a total coincidence."

"Oh gosh, totally. It must have been because we were chatting last night at the bar. I didn't mean to cause any problems between you two."

"Oh don't worry you didn't, I told her she got the wrong end of the stick and she's fine with it. Anyway you like Paul right?"

"Right, but don't say anything to him. Well I'm glad you sorted that out, I certainly don't want her to think anything's going on between us." As Jack walked away Kate smiled to herself. She knew the plan would work. Tell Jack she liked Paul, Martha was sure to tell Jack Kate liked him and Jack had immediate evidence to tell her she was imagining things. Martha looks like the jealous, insecure girlfriend and Kate can continue to cause problems for the two of them. Now what was going to be her next step in mission get Jack back? So far everything was going smoothly.