Sinners and Angels Chapter 7: In Your Arms, a father brown mysteries fanfic

I don't own Father Brown or its chartacters.

Lyrics: I'll never love again -Lady Gaga. I really feel this song sets the mood for this chapter.

Let's pick up where we left off shall we?

Chapter Seven.

Don't wanna feel another touch.

Don't wanna start another fire.

Don't wanna know another kiss.

No other name falling off my lips.

Don't wanna give my heart away,

To another stranger.

Or let another day begin.

Won't even let the sunlight in...

No I'll never love again.

I'll never love again.

Sid traced the outline of Emily's lips slowly. His fingertips felt rough and smooth at the same time. He could feel her pulse racing as he lowered his lips to her neck slowly. She gasped and he smiled a wicked smile to himself as he continued his exploration. He made his way to her lips and lightly brushed across them.

He tried to pull away and she grabbed him and pulled him closer, capturing his mouth again. If she was trying to break a man's self control she was doing a good job. It was her turn to explore the unknown as she pulled away and looked him in the eyes. Her hands slipped inside his shirt to touch his bare chest as she moved her mouth to his neck.

His hands pulled the ribbons from her hair and he helped it fall, finally sinking his hands into the golden locks he'd dreamed about. She moved back to his lips and he knew there was no going back.

Not this time.

Not tonight.

And that was okay...

He helped her pull his shirt over his head. She let her fingertips roam across his skin. Sid slowly reached for the buttons on her shirt and she shivered as he undid them one by one. He slid the shirt over her shoulders and it fell to the ground. His hands caressed her arms.

The red glow was fading slowly as Emily discarded the last pieces of her clothing, and Sid did the same. He picked her up, and going crazy with the feeling of her body against him, laid her down on his bed.

She was shaking as Sid covered her body with his own. Her hands fisted in his hair as he kissed his way down her body and back up.

"Em?" he nuzzled her ear.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure?" he whispered.

She smoothed a hand over his cheek, "Yes."

The last of the light faded as they lost themselves in each other. Emily took the pain and the pleasure and Sidney took her to new heights she never knew exsisted. For the rest of his life he would remember the way she looked. Her long hair intwined with his fingers, the flush of her skin under his lips.

Emily latched on to Sid for dear life as he took her to another world. It was like she had woken from a dream, and this was her real life. Here. With Sidney Carter. She never wanted to go back to life before him. It scared her and thrilled her at the same time.

When we first met,

I never thought that I would fall.

I never thought that I'd find myself

Lying in your arms.

The next morning Emily woke up feeling more complete than she ever had in her life. True, Sid was an unlikely match for her, but they fit together and she knew as long as he lived there would never ever be another man for her.

They spent the morning being lazy in bed. Sid memerized her body. Every freckle, every line, every curve. When she asked if he wanted to come to her house for dinner he agreed.

"I'll cook you an American dinner." she beamed.

"Sounds amazing." he mumbled against her temple. "One question though."

"Hmm?" she asked.

"Is your bed bigger than this one?" he laughed.

"Much." she shook her head and giggled.

"Then maybe I could spend the night?"

"Maybe. If I can sneak you past my butler."

"I can be sneaky. Trust me. I've got a lifetime of experience."

Then he kissed her and the world completely faded away until it was finally time for him to go to work. She went home and started preparing things for dinner.

She sent the cook out to buy the ingredients they didn't have. She was in the kitchen when Percy came in.

"Cook tells me we are expecting company tonight." he said.

"We are." Emily confirmed.

"May I ask who?"

"Sidney Carter."

Percy had a pained look on his face. "I have to say, I don't know what you see in him."

"Actually, you didn't have to say that." She looked him square in the face.

"Sidney is in my life now, Percy. If you don't like it, there's the door. I'm not stopping you from leaving, but I'm not going to allow you to be rude to Sid." she shrugged, "It's your choice."

"Right. Well, I must pop out for a bit. I will return before his arrival." Then he turned on his heel and walked away.

Her blood was boiling. She tolerated Percy because he had been a friend of her father's, and she felt obligated to continue his employment. She meant what she said, she wouldn't let him be rude to Sid. And more than likely he would try.

Later, that night Emily answered the door to see Sid standing on her step looking more handsome than ever. In a black button down shirt and gray suit jacket, with his signature hat. He really was the stuff all her dreams were made of.

She lead him to the dinner table.

"Swanky place you got here. You sure your dad was only a reverend?" he asked.

"Yes. It was my mother that had the rich blood." she explained.

"Oh. That explains it."

"Explains what?" she asked.

"You being able to live alone and support yourself."

She shook her head, "Yes. My mother didn't do much for me, but she did leave me an inheritance."

"Ouch." Sid whistled. "Sensitive subject?"

Emily nodded, "And definitely not one for tonight."

He took her in his arms, "What about this subject?"

Then he kissed her on the mouth with a passion that ignited a fire. Finally, she pulled away.

"Come on, dinner is pretty much done."

"What are we having?" he followed her lead into the kitchen.

"Cheeseburgers, fries, and strawberry milkshakes."

Emily grabbed the plates and carried them to the table with Sid trailing behind. They had only just sat down to eat when there was a knock on the door.

Emily waited until the second knock, "Percy?" she called.

There was no answer from the butler so she got up to answer the door herself. She swung it open. There were two policemen there.

"Emily Kent?"

"Yes." she answered.

"I'm looking for Sidney Carter. May we come inside?"

"What's this about?" she asked as the men pushed inside.

"Sid!" she yelled for him and he was in the door way of the kitchen in an instant.

"Mallory? What's going on?" Sid demanded.

"Sidney Carter you're under arrest for burglary."

Inspector Mallory slapped handcuffs on him.

"No. I haven't done anything!" Sid insisted.

"He's been with me! I swear it!" Emily said frantically.

Goodfellow stepped between Emily and Sid. "Miss, it's best if you just stay out of it."

"Em, I didn't do anythin' I swear on my life!" Sid shouted as he allowed Mallory to haul him outside.

"Sidney!" she cried. "Sid!"

She watched as Sid's face disappeared into the police car. Tears spilled over onto her cheeks. She felt like her heart was being crushed. She couldn't breathe.

And I want to pretend that it's not true.

Baby that you're gone.

Cause my world keeps turning and turning and turning,

And I'm not moving on.