A/N I'm sorry no case yet, but next chapter I PROMISE, I just felt like there were some loose ends that needed tying up. I am not sure how I feel about this chapter. Anyone out there looking to beta PM me, I think I'm going to start needing a second opinion on a few things...hmmm I dunno! but I do carefully research everything so i should thank Wikipedia and the Internet for all the info I get. Anyways, ENJOY. Rating note has been changed to M, it's not too graphic, but still, younger ears/eyes may not be suitable for this chap.


Jane jumped up from the table, no longer overly concerned with her scone or her hair, and jumped and kissed Phryne on the cheek.
"Oh thank you so much Miss Phryne"

"Don't thank me, it's entirely Jack's decision," Jane ran over and kissed him, and then turned bright read to Phryne, and asked to be excused.

"Can I go finish my book, I picked up this wonderful story, called Emil and the Detectives when I was in Germany, about a young boy who decides to become a detective."

"Ah, is this where your newfound interest in crime comes from?"

"Not just there, but it did make me more interested in seeing what you do every day. Is that alright?" Jane asked, a little nervous now?

"Of course Jane, I would much rather you take an interest in this than many of Aunt Prudence approved interests. Now run along read your book, I'll come say goodbye before I leave, and we shall make a plan to sit down so I can hear about all your fantastic adventures on the continent." Phryne smiled at Jane, who beamed back. The shy nervous girl whom Jack had first seen at breakfast was gone, and the Jane he had watched grow into herself in the past year was there. It was quite an effect to see, just what a difference Phryne made on Jane's life.

"Now Jack, where were we? This case, a bank robbery and a murder, sounds intriguing, and you are letting me in without a protest. I think I'm going to quite enjoy the perks of our new relationship."

"Don't get too excited, apparently the new Chief Inspector has heard of you, and thinks you will help us close the case faster." He said with his mouthful of sausage and biscuit. At this point Cec and Bert had left, and Dot and Mr B had slipped away quietly as well.

"Well Inspector, we have about half an hour before we have to be at the crime scene," she said with a mischievous smile," as she walked over and whispered in his ear, "I would like to interrogate you before we are seen in public together. Make sure you don't have any pressing secrets I should know."

"I'm happy to assist in any way I can Miss Fisher, his voice, deep and sultry." They walked up the stairs arm in arm a little quicker than was normal, and barely made it to Phryne's bedroom door before setting upon each other. Trying to gain as much closeness as possible while still dressed, a feat that proved to be quite difficult, as Jack attempted to reach behind him for the doorknob, while Phryne's leg was wrapped around his waist, her hands entangled in his un-moussed hair. His spare arm was holding her up by her perfectly formed arse.

Jack finally managed to get the door, and they tumbled onto the floor of her bedroom without a care for their clothes, other than to remove them. They didn't even attempt to make it to the bed, both too consumed by passion. They barely managed to shut the door before they were completely unclothed.

It didn't take either one of them long to reach their climax, and they were not far apart in their timing. They lay on the floor panting, covered in a light sheen of perspiration after their short exercise. Phryne groaned, "You know Jack, you could always call in and say you are ill, and cannot leave my house," She whispered seductively.

"If this were any other case, I would be tempted to agree with you, but with the new Chief Inspector on my case, I think it best I make a good first impression, and I believe you are included in that impression."

"Right, well I better go say goodbye to Jane, and you best keep up appearances, and arrive without me at the crime scene, we mustn't ruin your good reputation just yet"

This time is was Jack who got up first, and Phryne who got to enjoy the view. After he put his boxers, Phryne dragged herself off the floor and put on a new outfit, navy trousers, this time, and a matching navy blouse short-sleeved blouse, with a violet and crimson overcoat and scarf. With some beautifully added pieces of jewellery, Phryne dressed quicker than he expected, knowing her fondness for luxury.

Jack noticed his clothes from yesterday had been neatly laundered and pressed, most likely by Miss Williams. He made a mental note to thank her later. He would leave this morning's clothes here; possibly to wear tomorrow as he had a feeling he wouldn't be going home again tonight. When he was dressed, and his clothes from earlier had been folded and placed neatly on the chaise near Phryne's window, and his hair had been carefully combed back into place with his mouse, that he found resting on her vanity (which he was certain was NOT there when he left the room earlier that morning) he prepared to leave.

"Well then, I best get going, if I am to get to the crime scene before the new Chief loses his head. Don't take too long; I'm not sure how high my tolerance for bossy paper pushing old men will be today. You have a fantastic way of bending even the most stubborn of old men to your will, a skill I may have great use of today." Not sure what to do next, he hoped Phryne would dictate the next move. Something he didn't want to make a habit of. Phryne however, without blinking an eye, walked over, placed her arms on his chest, and kissed him, which he reciprocated with equal passion.

"I promise I won't be too long, I just want to make sure Jane is all settled in before I leave. I'm sure she will enjoy telling us all about her adventures on the continent tonight." Jack yet again had to take a second to regain his composure. Phryne grinned at her work. He turned and walked away knowing if he stayed any longer, his ability to resist her would once again fail him, and he would be late to his crime scene.

When Jack left, Phryne walked down to Jane's room, to see how she was enjoying her book. It pleased her immensely that her time on the continent hadn't turned her into a socialite. She suspected that she, like Phryne had, enjoyed the luxuries life could offer, but cared little for the shallow life that often came with it.

She knocked lightly on Jane's door, not wanting to disturb her too much, after a second when she didn't hear an answer, she poked her head around the door, and found Jane asleep with her book in her lap, obviously still tired from her trip. She walked in and sat on the arm of her chair, and stroked Jane's cheek to wake her up. Jane awoke slowly and looked over at Phryne.

"Oh I'm sorry Miss Phryne, I didn't hear you come in, I think I'm still a little tired from the trip home."

"Don't worry Jane, I am just headed out to help Jack, but I want to hear all about your trip…party tonight in honour of your return?"

Jane grinned, "Yes please!"

"Alright, I'll have Mr B arrange it all, now back to sleep with you," and she placed a kiss on Jane's forehead, as she drifted back to sleep.

"Oh and can we keep him please?" Jane asked, half asleep already?

"Who Jane," wondering if Cec or Bert had picked up another stray.

"The Inspector, I like him, can we keep him?" Phryne had to hold back a giggle. She rather felt the same, although she didn't dare tell anyone.

"Oh Jane…we shall see" she replied as she quietly closed Jane's door. She passed by the kitchen to instruct Mr. B to organise a gathering for the evening for Jane, and to collect Dot, whom she suspected she would have a great need for before the day was out, as confidant and fellow sleuth.