Sorry I have not updated sooner but I have been extremely busy.

As asked here is chapter two, please as ever enjoy.

Mi casa es tu casa

Sandra almost drank her first glass of whine in one go, they had settled on sitting out side, it was such a nice day it did seem a shame to waste it. Now however Sandra was regretting it, not because they were getting plagued by bugs, but she now had a significant walk back to the bar to get another drink.

"Easy Sandra, you planning on doing any work this afternoon?" Gerry said when he saw the blonde tilt back her head and nearly drains her wine.

"Umm yeah sorry I just really needed that." She replied by way of explanation, but Gerry was not convinced.

"Bad day?" He asked her taking a couple of swallows of his pint and trying not to notice just how great her hair looked in the sunshine, and how it was giving her face a nice rosy glow.

"Bad night actually." Sandra said unaware of Gerry's dilemma and thinking he had just given her the perfect opening. Putting her glass down carefully on the wooden picnic table they had chosen to sit on, with the perfect pub wobble, where one leg didn't quite touch the ground. Sandra made sure not to lean to heavily forward and send her drink spilling on to Gerry's lap.

"Oh can I ask way or is that forbidden territory?" Gerry said with a slight rise of his eyebrows. He was still worried that she was about to tell him that she was leaving, but something about the way she was acting was telling Gerry that she was nervous about something she had done or was going to do. He wasn't a detective for nothing, and noticing others behaviour was one of his strong points.

"Usually yes, but this time it kind of concerns you." She said and Gerry nearly dropped his pint. Tipping forward to secure the precious liquid in both hands Gerry only lost a minimal amount over his shirt sleeves as Sandra just looked at him incredulously a small smile making her eyes light up and causing Gerry's heart to skip a beet.

'She had a bad night because of me?' Gerry thought as a young girl came over and asked if they were ready to order their food.

"Umm yeah could I have the ham egg and chips." Sandra said and Gerry realised that he hadn't even thought about food.

"Yeah sounds good, same please." Gerry said off handed still wondering what Sandra meant by her bad night concerning him. 'did she have a dream about me.' He wondered as the waitress took their menus away. 'I hope not, especially if it was about me' Gerry's internal monolog kept going while Sandra ordered another glass of whine and he did not here her ask him if he wanted another beer.

When her napkin stuck him in the face he jumped back as though he had been scalded.

"Jesus Christ Gerry that poor girl thought you had gone mad." Sandra hiss at him as he realised that they were once again alone.

"Sorry, but what did you mean your bad night concerns me?" He said thinking jumping right in might be the best cause of action, better than getting a face full of whine next time, or worse his ale.

"Oh right sorry I guess that sounded a bit, well any way." Sandra said immediately wondering where her whine was, but nothing was coming to save her this time.

"I have a little bit of a problem at my place at the moment." She started and she saw Gerry's eyebrows raise but he said nothing so she continued.

"I have cockroaches, they are everywhere and I just can't stand them, so I am getting the exterminator in. I have to be out of the house for forty eight hours though so they can do it." There it was out and the world had not just gone up in a ball of smoke, neither had Gerry said anything. Sandra studied him for a moment as he started to go slightly red as his face scrunched up. For a brief moment Sandra thought he was having a heart attack, just as she was about to get up and help him a bust of laughter came from him.

"This isn't funny Gerry." She snapped feeling like she whished ha had had a heart attack now.

"It is a bit, it's just a bug you didn't need to call in the Ghost busters." Gerry started shaking with laughter much to Sandra annoyance, but before she could berate him once more the waitress came back with their drinks.

Giving Gerry a strange look the girl left quickly and Sandra began drumming her fingernails on the table, sorely tempted to tip the remainder of Gerry's pint all over his head.

"Good Sandra you can be such a girl sometimes." Gerry said between gasps of breath as he caught her eyes and tried to stop laughing as she was looking pretty pissed.

"They fell on me while I was in the bath Gerry, a rubber duck is one thing but having a cockroach crawling around with you naked in the tub is not funny." Sandra said in a low dangerous voice and Gerry shut up all most at once.

It wasn't her tone of voice, or even the death glare that got his attention it was the thought of her naked in a bath.

Immature he knew but it worked and now the blonde opposite him was sitting with her arms folded and a fresh glass of whine in her hand and now Gerry got it.

"So where are you going to stay for the next two day's?" Gerry asked thinking he wouldn't make her beg but he wasn't going to offer, watching her squirm was something he never got to do.

"Umm well I was hoping you…" He sentence was cut of by two plates of food being placed in front of them and a new older woman smiling back at them.

"Anything thing else I can get you folks?" She said glancing between them and not getting the hint that she had interrupted them.

"No thank you." Sandra said a little more clipped than she would have liked so she smiled to so that the woman didn't think she was rude.

"Ok just let me know if you need anything." She replied and then was gone as quickly as she came.

"Strange." Sandra said not knowing what else to say as the silence seemed to hang heavy in the air as Gerry began tipping hung quantise of tomato ketchup all over his dinner.

"Gerry have I ever told you, you're disgusting." She said while she watched him shovel the food onto his mouth while he was normally quite sophisticated with food, unlike Brian, give Gerry a pint put him in a pub and he became like every other man. Food first talk later.

"Many times Gov, I have learnt to take it as a complement." Gerry grinned at her around a mouthful of chips and Sandra just sighed and started chewing on her own food.

After a few minutes of eating in silence Sandra thought she had better finish what she had started earlier. She realised that she never asked if she could stay over, just imp[lied at and Gerry certainly hadn't answered.

"So Gerry do you have any plans for this evening?" Sandra said conversationally while Gerry went from his food to him pint and then looking at her.

"Nothing special why?" He asked still wanting to make her suffer he was grateful for the food in his moth to stop the hug grin which wanted to appear on his face.

"Oh well you know I have to be out of the house so they can get rid of my little problem, well you see I was hoping, and this is in no way an invitation for anything. Or does it mean anything beyond or working relationship, but well I need a place to stay and your it." Sandra realised she was babbling and had basically demanded a bed at his house at the end and for the second time that day drained her glass of whine.

"I'm it am I? well now I hope you are nicer than that to the desk clerk at the travel lodge when you ask her for a room." Gerry replied unable to stop himself from teasing her while her moth fell open and a scowl lined her face.

"You're not serious." She said shaking her head slightly in disbelief when she saw the small grin appear on his face and she lent over and swatted him on the arm.

"You did that on purpose didn't you?" She said as Gerry pushed his now empty plate away and smiled back at her.

"Yeah couldn't help myself." He said unable to lie to her and unfortunately she knew it.

"Tosser." She said but gave him a smile back. Gerry was incredibly relieved that was what had been making Sandra act so odd all day. That she had been nervous about asking him about a place to stay. Gerry wonder why she had been so reluctant to ask him, was it because she didn't really want him to say yes? Probably not. Was it because she thought he might say no. certainly not. Maybe and he only let his mind linger on this for a second she was scared that in spending time with him alone at his house would be too much for her to handle.

'No way, dream on Gerry old man." He thought to himself as he looked across at Sandra who was now happily tucking into her dinner and not paying him any attention at all.

'If she is that worried about spending time with you, why didn't she ask Jack or Brian?" Gerry's thoughts turned to as he watched her blue eyes follow a brightly coloured butterfly as it landed on the table beside her and flapped its wings in the bright sunlight.

'maybe they used their brains and said no.' Gerry snorted to himself, but he knew she had only asked him, there was no way either Jack or Brain would say no to Sandra if she was asking them for a place to stay. No more than Gerry ever could either, as he sat there and thought at last that he was thinking about this far too much.

Now all he had to worry about was what exactly he was supposed to do about his Gov'ner staying over at his house for not one, but two nights.

"Thanks Gerry I have a bag packed in the boot of the car they are starting this afternoon." Sandra said breaking Gerry out of his thoughts and he looked at her once more.

"Bit presumptuous don't you think, if a bloke asked you back to his flat, then happened to have a box of condoms in the side draw, you would think he was a slimy bastard. Yet you pack all your things before I have even said yes, what kind of man do you think I am." Gerry said with fake hurt and Sandra couldn't help but laugh.

"Gerry you are a slimy bastard and I already know you're easy so I didn't see the point in delaying the inevitable." Sandra replied now having some fun at his expense and Sandra was glad everything seemed to be going on as normal, even though she would be spending the night at Gerry's house what was so weird about that?

Getting back in to the car and starting up the engine Sandra pulled away from the pub, knowing she had had two glasses of all be it small wine she probably was just on the limit of being able to drive, she also had no intention of doing any work this afternoon, not that she was going to tell any of the boys that. Quickly checking her watch as she pulled on to the main road she saw to her surprise that it was almost four o'clock.

"Hey we just tell they guys the case went on ok." She said turning to Gerry briefly who nodded at her.

"No problem I don't want them on my case about having lunch for the entire afternoon." Gerry said and Sandra knew what he was saying was true. If Jack and Brian thought they had missed out on having a paid for pub lunch they wouldn't leave her alone for weeks, until she took them out too.

"You know there would have a been a time where you would have immediately thought about bedroom arrangements I am impressed with you Gerry." Sandra said suddenly as they turned the corner and the white square building of the metropolitan police came into view and Gerry was momentarily stunned.

"Maybe I was just saving that for later." He said recovering quickly and that earned him another swat on the arm as Sandra slowed her car and pulled in to a vacant space.

"Really Gerry thank you for doing this and not making it awkward." Sandra said this time and the sincerity behind her voice made Gerry fell like returning her honesty.

"No problem Sandra Me Casa Say Casa." He replied not realising he had got the vocab slightly wrong as Sandra rolled her eyes at him and climbed out of the car.

"You know Gerry perhaps you should stick to English god knows you murder that enough, let's not go doing the same to Spanish."

Ok next time Sandra goes home with Gerry and things between them are not as easy as they both thought it would be, well that is if you want the next chapter, the more encouragement I get the faster I go, not that I am on my knees asking for reviews or anything . Thanks for reading XxX