Thank you so much for your lovely reviews, I was a teeny tiny bit terrified of posting this, seeing as I haven't really watched The Bill that much, and have only recently been drawn in by the UST between Grace and Neil, and didn't want to disrespect anything or anyone. This story probably doesn't stick to canon, tears the characters to bits and commits heaps of other arrest worthy canon fic crimes but it wouldn't leave me alone, and when I go to bed thinking along a plotline and wake to the same plot, I know I have to write it down or suffer the consequences.

So, suspend your canon beliefs, relax your mind and hopefully enjoy the story. Thank you for reading.

C

3.

A sizzling hissing sound emanated from the kitchen, causing Neil and Grace to both leap up. "I'll go" Neil said, as Grace echoed his exact words, looking over at each other and moving simultaneously into the kitchen, leaving Jack and Jake gaping after them.

"What's going on?" Neil hissed at her as he grabbed the saucepan from the hob as Grace got the colander from the cupboard, holding it over the sink as Neil poured the pasta.

"No idea" Grace hissed right back over the steam, shaking the colander free of the last drops of water, turning slightly and smiling as Neil placed a quick kiss on the tip of her nose. "All I know is that you've left your son and your boss out there by themselves, and who knows what Jake's going to say!"

Neil stopped mid movement, his arms falling away from the hug he was about to give Grace as her words sunk in. "Grace, you – I mean, you and me, you do – "

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't care about you Neil, you and Jake both. As to whatever else this might be, well, I want to find out. I want to take that chance and find out what we could have." She smiled at him, reaching up and giving him a gentle kiss. "Now go and save your son, or the Guv, whichever one it may be. I'll bring the dinner out in a mo, and there's plenty left for the Guv if he wants some."

"But what if Jake's told him about us?"

"Then we'll deal with it." Grace paused, he grip tightening on the plate she held. "You do want – "

Neil leaned in and thoroughly kissed her. "I want" he grinned. "I definitely want. Whatever happens, Grace, I want this."

Out in the lounge, Jake had stared at Jack for a moment, before handing him the second console and restarting the game. Before he knew it, Jack's car was staggering round the racecourse, lapped twice by Jake whose smirk had returned. Jack stayed quiet as he watched Jake think, and then, once Jack had been well and truly beaten, Jake turned on the couch.

"You're my Dad's boss, aren't you? His and Grace's boss. You're the one that tells them what to do."

Jack nodded, staying quiet as he watched Jake figure out exactly what it was he wanted to say.

"You're the one who decides what they do and where they work."