"Well Gerry you certainly made this weekend more interesting" Sandra kept had hold of Gerry's arm as she led him back to his room. The hospital checked him over but just told them it was mild concussion and he'd be fine soon enough.

"I'm glad my pain entertained you." he commented sarcastically.

"Oh what did I tell you about moaning Gerry?" Sandra took Gerry's key card out of his back pocket and unlocked the door for him. "Come on, sit down," she guided him over to the bed and sat down on the end of it. "Look you need to lie down and get some rest, we can't have you skiving off tomorrow now can we?"

"Not even a head injury gets me off work does it?"

"I'm afraid not!" Sandra got up and pulled the covers down on his bed a little . "Come on, get into bed and get some sleep."

A combination of being too tired and still concussed Gerry got into his bed fully clothed.

"There you go, now get some sleep. And don't forget to wake me up if you need anything ok?" Sandra kneeled down at the side of Gerry's bed and put her hand over his. She rose up slightly and placed a kiss on Gerry's forehead.

He felt her lips linger over his forehead. "Thank you Sandra" he whispered gently.

She stared down into Gerry's eyes and captured an image of her colleague and friend that she'd never seen before, one that was in need of help. Gerry didn't want to be the one to say anything, but Sandra had been staring at him for too long now and he wondered if there was actually something wrong with him that she wasn't telling him.

His left hand was still under Sandra's so using his free hand he stroked her cheek. She flinched slightly but with his concussion he really didn't notice.

She couldn't blame her next actions on a head injury, just too much wine. She leant further forward and brushed Gerry's lips with her own. She pulled back gently and studied his face. She thought he would look shocked, but then again he wasn't all there right now was he? The tingling that she had felt just a moment ago was taking over her, and she suddenly pushed her lips passionately back down on Gerry's.

Gerry really thought he was dreaming now, he was actually kissing his Gov, his Sandra.

She pulled away slowly after several minutes and rose completely to her feet. "Well" she paused looking terribly flushed "I think I better let you get some sleep hadn't I? Night Gerry."

With that she walked out of his room and straight into her own. She knew she would regret that kiss in the morning, but it had just felt so right at the time.