AUTHORS NOTE: Another short chapter, I'm afraid, but we're slowly getting more information and seeing how a bad situation can cause a group of people to bond!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the team but I do own the doctor, killer and the girls

[The Fiance]

"Doctor Jackson?" Robbie said flashing his badge to the handsome doctor that was leaning against a post and flirting with one of the pretty nurses. Just in those two minutes, the team had had a glimpse of what her life was like and none of them liked it. The nurse excused herself and the doctor turned to look at him. "I'm Detective Inspector Ross and this is DS Reid and DC Fraser," he pointed out before looking at him. "Is there anywhere private we can talk?"

"What is this about?"

"I said private," Robbie said in a short tone of voice causing even Jackie to look up at him in shock. The team had developed a bond with the four girls and they did feel as if one of their own had been murdered that morning but Robbie was the one that normally kept his calm in moments like this.

"Of course," the doctor said confused moving towards an office. Allowing them all in, he shut the door and moved round to his chair before looking up at them. "Is this about poor Melanie?" Robbie froze in his pacing and turned to look at the doctor.

"You knew Melanie?" The doctor stared at the man in confusion.

"Yeah, she was up for promotion. She'd have been my partner here in this department. It was a darn shame, a waste of a good doctor." He said seriously and Robbie turned to look at Jackie who was wearing the same expression as he was.

"Did your fiancée ever meet Nurse Sykes?"

"Of course, she did!" He said rolling his eyes. "They were only round the other week having a lovely meal that Sheila had made for us. I like to get to know my proposed partner before they're given the job. You need a rapport to work in a career like this. If you can't trust your team then you're screwed."

"Could you trust Nurse Sykes?"

"I liked her," he said nodding his head. "She was a damn good doctor and she had a brilliant relationship with any patient that was admitted into her care but I do think she was too sensitive for this job, exactly but if the governors had decided that she was good enough then I wouldn't have complained."

"Did you ever mention this to your fiancée?"

"Of course I did. I tell Sheila everything." He pointed out before looking at Robbie. "Now detectives that, I believe, is the second time you've mentioned Sheila. Can you tell me what link she has to this case?"

"Doctor, did you know that your wife writes fiction in her spare time?" Jackie asked him and the doctor nodded.

"Of course, I did. She's made some friends through her writing and she's always telling me silly little anecdotes. There's a fat girl that's always getting drunk and losing things and a younger girl that's working hard because she was thinking about going into a doctorate too." He shrugged his shoulders. "I've told her it's bad to only have friends online but she doesn't really listen to me. She likes them."

"Doctor Jackson, your wife was murdered this morning." Stuart calmly said. "After admitting that she made one of the girl's works come real and that involved Nurse Sykes' murder." He stared at the detectives for a moment and then shook his head.

"No, she only phoned me this morning saying that she was going to spend another night at a friend's house and I said that was fine. Why would she be dead?" He said through tears that were trying their best to stay in but he could tell it was a battle that he was going to lose. "She wouldn't have killed Nurse Sykes. She liked her and had told me that I couldn't do any worse."

"Does anything happen to you if Nurse Sykes had got the position?" Jackie asked and the doctor looked at her for a moment before nodding his head.

"I'd have worked less. We were planning on having a family. It was going to be perfect. She was going to be a house-wife and..." he saw them all swapping glances so he stopped talking. "She didn't want that life, did she?"

"Not according to what she told her friends. She told them that the reason she was trying to frame one of them for murder was because she had a life that Sheila envied."

"Oh my god, why didn't she just tell me rather than having Melanie murdered and herself?" He said running his hands through his hair. "I know that you've just seen me outside flirting but I do love Sheila. She's the best thing to ever happen to me and I don't know what I'm going to do without her."

"You'll survive, sir." Stuart promised before standing up. "We need your permission to go into your house and search through Sheila's things."

"Why?" He asked shocked. He didn't want anyone touching Sheila's things. Not now that she was dead. Her things were now sacred and he'd need to decide what to get rid of.

"We're hoping to find evidence of the guy that she's hired to commit all the murders, sir." The realisation that his quiet housewife was actually cold and manipulative caused him to burst into tears as he slumped down in his chair. He nodded.

"That's fine, you have my permission." The detectives were just about to leave when he asked. "You said she was framing one of the girls. Which one?"

"She's called Ellanna, she's nineteen and is at..."

"University studying to be a teacher and could have everything if she'd just stop being a geek." He said as if quoting something. "She envied them so much. I can see that now. I, at first, thought she was just happy that she had friends because she doesn't have many outside the computer but it seems that she actually wanted to live their lives?"

"It appears so, Doctor." Robbie said seeing how heartbroken the man was because the signs had been there but he'd been too ignorant to notice them.

"We're sorry for your loss, Doctor." Jackie said before walking out the office.

"Don't leave town," Stuart filled in. "There might be more questions for you at a later time." The doctor nodded. He wanted to help. He needed to help.

Standing behind the window, Jackie watched as the three girls sat in silence. She found herself watching Ellanna. She was curled up on the floor in the corner, her cheek resting against her palm as she scribbled away frantically on her notepad. "What's she doing?" Robbie asked moving into the office and handing Jackie a cup of coffee. It was midnight and they'd put off the search of Sheila's tomorrow because they'd wanted to get back to the girls.

"She's writing the next chapter of the story," Jackie supplied the answer. "You realise we can't hold them any longer, yeah?"

"I think we need to hold them, Jackie." He admitted causing her to turn around and look at him. "Jackie, there is a psycho out there who is on a mission to kill everyone that is close to Ellanna to frame her for murder. Who do you think his next victims are going to be seeing as her family live down in England?"

She turned her gaze back to the interrogation room and saw that Ellanna had now fallen asleep. She looked so peaceful. She watched as Leigh moved towards her, her hand pressing against her shoulder. Reaching over, she clicked on the sound.

"Don't worry, El. We're here for you. We're family."

Flicking the sound back off, Jackie turned to look at Robbie and nodded her head in agreement with his statement. "They're so young and they're being hunted down by a killer. Something tells me they're going to go off the writing for a little bit after this case," she said softly watching as Leigh and Ellie both curled up next to Ellanna and together they slept peacefully. "I could throttle Sheila myself," she admitted and Robbie reached out to give her a hug.

TO BE CONTINUED...