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Sandra sat on the edge of her hotel bed brushing the hairspray out of her hair thinking about that evening. Everything had gone well considering the potential for it to be a complete disaster. After all it was a combination of Gerry, Jack & Brian accompanied by Strickland, in a room surrounded by hundreds of police officers, there was every chance that something could have gone wrong.

Thinking back on it she had actually had a lovely evening with them all, but it had probably been down to the amount of alcohol she had consumed.

And Sandra wasn't the only one.

"I'm gonna have such a headache in the morning" Gerry thought to himself while he got in the shower. He too had had rather too much to drink.

Despite that he'd wanted to slap Strickland for being all 'friendly' with Sandra, he'd too had quite a good evening. He knew that Strickland fancied her, it was obvious, but it was also obvious that she wasn't interested.

With a combination of too much alcohol and a certain Detective Superintendent on his mind, Gerry slipped as he got out of the shower. He just led there, not moving on the bathroom floor.

Sandra turned the bathroom lights off so only the soft glow of the side lamp guided her back to her bed. Dressed in her nighty and fully ready for a good nights sleep she climbed into her bed. She snuggled herself into her pillow, wishing that it was a man that she was cuddling not a pillow.

She couldn't quite work out whether the banging noise she could hear was at her door or in her head.

To satisfy her curiosity she got up and looked through the peephole in her door.

"Oh great what's he doing here" she whispered to herself as she took the chain off the door and opened it.

"Gerry do you know what time it is?"

Gerry didn't respond to Sandra's annoyed tone, but he just stared right through her.

"Gerry, I know you are drunk, but are you listening to me?" Sandra looked a bit worried now. "Gerry?" She placed her hand on his arm.

"Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Gerry you're heads bleeding." She pulled his head forward and touched the back of his hair.

"Oh yeah I fell getting out of the shower."

"Oh very clever, you should be more careful at your age."

"Yeah yeah. Is it really that bad?" he stroked the back of his head and felt the blood there.

"Yes it is Gerry, come on we have to get you to hospital."

"Well we have had far too much to drink, you can't drive."

"Well I'll get us a taxi, you've got to get it looked at." She pulled Gerry into her room and sat him down on the bed. Luckily he had remembered to get dressed before knocking on her door. "Let me just get dressed Gerry, then we'll go to the hospital."

Despite the concussion that seemed to be setting in, he couldn't quite believe that Sandra was letting him sit in the same room as her while getting dressed.

"Come on then Gerry, let's get a move on." She slammed the door behind them as she took his arm and guided him down the corridor.


Hope you enjoyed this.

Ellie :)