Ok back with chapter three by popular demand, well kind of popular, thank you for all the reviews they have been wonderful I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Now that's an I wish I had never done that moment

Sandra breezed into the office and basically ignored both Jack and Brian who gave her raised eyebrows.

"Case ran long." She said as she closed the door to her office and lent back against the cool wood, letting out the breath she didn't realise she had been holding.

She was wondering why she was feeling so tense, it wasn't like they had any pressing cases on right now. Strickland for once was not breathing down her neck, and the boys were actually behaving themselves.

Yet she was wound up tighter than a coiled spring and when the knock at the door came she almost lept away from the door.

"Sir." Her voice came out high and squeaky and she internally cursed herself.

"Sandra. I noticed that UCOS is not working on anything at the moment and I was hoping you could have a look over the Fletcher case." Strickland said passing her a file. Sandra was momentarily distracted though by Brian and Jack's giggling, obviously at her flustered state.

"Umm yes sir." She said sending them a death glare but getting caught by Strickland who then turned to look behind him.

Jack and Brain who were trying not to get caught suddenly froze like the music had been turned off in an odd game of musical statues. Just as this odd scene played out before Sandra's eyes Gerry walked back inside from having a fag and just shook his head.

"I saw a movie like this once, had something to do with pod people." He muttered to himself as Strickland thanked Sandra gave Jack and Brian a cold stare and exited the office much to everyone's relief.

"Thanks mate." Jack aimed at Gerry then Brian too rounded on him.

"Yeah, we know what to do next time your in the shit don't we." Brian said folding his arms and looked at Gerry pointedly.

"Oh yeah what's that then?" Gerry said knowing he had set himself up for this one, but what could he do, he supposed he did deserve it.

"Enough, you two started it and for once Gerry isn't the bad guy, now Strickland just gave us a new case I suggest you put your claws away and come and look at the file." Sandra said as Gerry almost had a heart attack right there in the middle of the office.

Sandra never stuck up for him, in fact she usually was the first one to blame him, even if it wasn't his fault.

Unable to get his legs to move as his brain was still processing what had just happened it was Sandra's voice once again that snapped him out of his thought's.

"Come on Gerry!" she shouted and for the second time that day Gerry had to hope his heart would once again kick in before it was too late.

Once they had gone over the case file, had a discussion and basically decided they couldn't do anything until the morning, Gerry was getting more and more nervous.

Sandra kept throwing him the odd look, it was almost like she was saying not to tell the guys that she was spending the night at his place.

Gerry didn't want to think too much about why Sandra did not want them to know that, but neither was he about to blurt it out in the middle of a conversation.

When the blonde finally stood up and tapped the table in front of her with a stack of papers Gerry knew this was it. Did he ask her if she wanted a lift? Did he ask her for a lift? Did she want to go out for dinner or should he cook? Before he could say anything though Jack spoke up.

"Oh Sandra I forgot to mention, a man called from 'SureKill', said they would be at your house around four." The older man said with a slight frown on his face as he read the message.

"Sorry looks like you missed them." Jack said now looking slightly scared but Sandra just shrugged.

"It's ok they had the keys." Sandra said picking up her bag and throwing it over her shoulder.

Gerry saw her glance at him but she made no further comment as she walked out of the office leaving the three men alone.

"Do you know what's going on Gerry?" Brian asked him as he collected his bike and pushed it up along side them as they followed Sandra outside.

"Not a clue mate, maybe their decorators." Gerry offered knowing it was a pretty crap guess going by the name, but he didn't want to give either of them an opportunity to question him. Just as Jack was about to open his mouth and do just that Gerry's phone beeped indicating a message.

"Oh sorry hold on." Gerry said flipping his phone open and seeing that the text was from Sandra.

Don't have a key, hurry up and tell jack and Brian nothing

Gerry closed his phone and looked back up at Jack who has stopped next to Gerry's stag along with Brian. They were both looking at him like he had grown a pair of horns.

"Sorry that was Catlin I forgot she was coming over and she don't have a key, better go let her in." Gerry did not like lying to them, but he was surprised at just how easily that one had fallen off his lips.

Getting into the car and turning on to the engine, Gerry pulled out of the car park and left Jack and Brian staring after him. Gerry checked his watch and thought he better hurry up, the real woman who was probably waiting on is door step would not be impressed with any delay.

Sandra did not have to wait for Gerry long, she had worked out about ten minutes after Strickland had left why she was feeling so tense.

She was tense because she was dreading this moment, the moment when work was over, and she was just Sandra again needing a place to stay and Gerry was there in her hour of need.

Entering his house and seeing his things made Sandra ill at ease for the first time, maybe because she realised that for the first time they were equals, ok so she could still order him around and act like she was in charge, but that didn't somehow seem right.

He was letting her into his space, free of charge as her friend and for once she was going to have to swallow her pride and be grateful that she wasn't still sleeping with the cockroaches.

"Sorry for all the cloak and dagger stuff, I just don't need to be explaining things to Jack and Brian for days on end. Why didn't I ask them? How come their not good enough? You know what they are like." Sandra said as Gerry showed her the spear room and she smiled and nodded approvingly.

"Nothing to do with the fact that you don't want people to know you're shacking up with an old man for the night then." Gerry grinned at her, and although it was a poor joke Sandra smiled back.

"Your not old Gerry, you just might have gone slightly over your best before date." Sandra said with a broad grin on her face as Gerry scowled back at her.

"I like to think of myself as good scotch, I only get better with age." He said and right at that moment Sandra had to agree with him, not that she was going to say that out loud.

"Ok so what's for dinner." She said changing the subject quickly as they headed down stairs and into the kitchen.

"I was thinking about a lamb casserole, I have a lovely joint in, all that needs doing is the vegetables and in the oven for a hour." Gerry said as Sandra watched him manoeuvre around the kitchen and pull out carrots and potatoes and what looked like a cabbage and placed them on the work surface.

"Why don't you get a shower and I can chop those. Then when you come back I can go and dinner will be ready when I am done." Sandra said taking the knife out of Gerry's hands and thinking she could be useful for once.

"Sandra are you sure I mean you and sharp objects do not usually go well together." Gerry said looking dubious, but Sandra had made up her mind.

"Go now, I know how to chop veg." She said practically shoving him out of the door.

Listening for the sound of the doors opening and closing, Sandra switched on the TV for some background noise and began chopping.

"Ouch shit!" Sandra said as she placed her finger in her mouth and sucked off the blood which was coming from the slice in her finger.

"Bugger, now where is a plaster?" she said looking around the kitchen and finding nothing obvious. Looking in the cupboards and in the draws Sandra found nothing by the way of a first aid kit.

Having a brainwave Sandra examined her finger as the blood was still coming out of the wound she shoved the digit back in her moth before she leaked it on Gerry's floor and headed upstairs.

Gerry turned off the hot spray and whipped the water out of his eyes. Groping around for the shower curtain he finally found it and pulled it back.

Stepping out on to the matt and reaching for his towel Gerry ran it across his face and though his hair first.

He had to admit he did feel better there was nothing like a good hot shower after a day in court. He would never admit it but right now some time alone away from Sandra was what he needed. Not that she was annoying him, but that he was going to have to make sure he kept his distance over the next two days or he could see this going down hill very fast.

Taking a swipe to clear the mirror Gerry gave his reflection a quick glance and tutted to himself, who was he kidding, maybe once he might have stood a chance with his hard as nails, but attractive as hell boss, but now, now he would have more chance with Mrs Pullman, and only because the woman could not physically run away.

"Gerry I, oh bollocks sorry umm."

Gerry snatched his towel from his head to cover up his lower half as the object of his thoughts walked though the door.

"Sandra, what the hell?" He said feeling like his face was on fire as he stared at her back. She had turned to face the wall and had yet to turn around.

"Sorry I didn't realise you would be naked." She said and Gerry secured the towel around his waist.

"It's a bathroom Sandra how much clothing do you expect me to wear in the shower." Gerry replied more embarrassed than angry as he watched Sandra's shoulder's stiffen.

"Sorry I um I was looking for a plaster." She said feeling somewhat awkward and had not stopped staring at the wall since she had gotten Gerry full frontal as she entered the bathroom.

Not stopping and thinking was one of Sandra's faults and this time it had landed her right in it.

She was also slightly disturbed by her own thoughts about seeing Gerry in the all together and finding that she didn't mind. Now that image seemed to be burned on to her retina and as she turned around at his request she struggle to keep her eyes above his neck line.

"Umm I have some here." Gerry said as she watched him rout around in what had to be his medicine cabernet for a second. A small tub of pills fell on to the floor and Sandra reached down and picked them up.

"Oh umm thanks, there not what they look like, there for something else." Gerry stammered as Sandra handed him back the bottle of pills without so much as a glance at the oval shaped blue tablets.

"Are here there you go." Gerry said as Sandra held out her cut finger and Gerry saw it for the first time.

"God Sandra this is pretty deep, what were you doing?" Gerry said taking her hand in his and wrapping her finger in the plaster.

"I kind of got distracted by the TV while is was doing the carrots." She said trying to ignore the feeling of his strong hand holding hers so gently.

"That will teach you, anyway bathroom is free, maybe I should take over with the preparation." Gerry said as he stepped passed her and into the hallway. The bathroom suddenly felt way to close for comfort as both of them wondered weather it was hot in there or just them.

"Ok thanks Gerry." Sandra said as she watched him disappear into his bed room and Sandra shut the bathroom door.

"Maybe I should out the lock on." She said to herself as she turned and realised that the bathroom did not have a lock on it and she shivered.

Trying not to think about if Gerry walking in on her in the shower was a good thing or a bad thing Sandra pulled the shower curtain across and stepped under the warm spray.

As always all feed back is welcomed and encouraged, hope you enjoyed this chapter, much more to come obviously. Quick question should I put in more Jack and Brian or keep it as it is with Sandra and Gerry the main focus let me know, you wish is my command. Thanks for reading XxX