Chapter 9- Cops and Robbers

It was about 8 o'clock in the morning. A glimmer of sunlight was peering through the blinds. Francesca and Dan were still asleep. Francesca stirred at about 8:15 and turned around to face Dan. 'How long have you been awake?' She asked.

'Not long. I've just been watching you,' Dan replied.

'Why?'

'You looked so peaceful and I didn't want to wake you,' Dan said. 'I've been thinking.'

Francesca sat up in bed and pulled the duvet up around her 'What about?' she asked.

'I'd heard rumours going round the relief that you were married,' Dan replied.

'Why does that matter anyway?'

'I had an affair with a married woman not so long ago and we got found out. She chose her husband over me and I just want to know that you're not going to go the same way as her,' Dan said.

'Yes, I am. But only on paper,' Francesca replied.

'What do you mean?' Dan asked.

'We split up nearly 6 months ago. I'm just waiting for him to file for divorce,' Francesca replied.

'Oh, I had no idea,' Dan said.

'Look, it's OK. I should've been straight with you from the start,' Francesca replied.

'Don't worry, babe, I trust you,' Dan said as he leant across and kissed her softly on the lips.

Francesca deepened the kiss and they disappeared under the duvet.

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Sam and Phil woke up in each others arms. Sam woke up first; she turned around to face Phil. She leant across and kissed him on the cheek. Phil began to stir and he kissed Sam softly on the lips. She deepened the kiss and then pulled away. 'What was that for? 'Phil asked.

'We've got work this morning. You can wait till for New York can't you?' Sam replied as she got out of bed.

'Course I can babe,' Phil said as he went over to Sam and softly kissed Sam on the lips.

Sam and Phil made it into work at about 9 o'clock. 'Sam, do you what's wrong with DS Simmonds?' Neil asked.

'No guv, why?' Sam replied.

'She's just called in sick, says it's a 24-hour sickness bug or something,' Neil said.

'Oh, she might still be feeling the after-effects of last night,' Sam replied.

'OK,' Neil said and he went back into the office.

'You didn't say anything to annoy Francesca last night did you?' Sam turned to Phil.

'No of course I didn't. We were discussing your Christmas present,' Phil replied.

Neil came back out of his office. 'Phil, Sam. We've just had a job come through. Uniform have just picked up robbery suspect and they think his accomplice might turn up at his place. Can you go and keep watch on the house until he turns up?' Neil asked.

'Yeah we'll take it guv,' Phil replied as Neil went back into the office.

'Fancy one last round of Cops and Robbers before Christmas?' Phil turned back to Sam.

Sam smiled. 'You try and stop me,' She replied and followed Phil out of CID.

Sam pulled out outside a property on Talbot Street and stopped. 'How long do you reckon we're gonna be spending in this car?' Phil asked.

'I don't know,' Sam replied as she undone his seatbelt.

'What I meant was the longer we're here…,' Phil started as he undone his seatbelt and leant towards Sam. 'The longer we can be together with no interruptions.'

Sam shook her head at Phil and smirked. 'You are a very bad influence.' She said.

'Well, so are you,' Phil replied.

'Well, if we're gonna be bad, we might as well be very bad,' Sam said and she kissed Phil softly on the lips.

Phil deepened the kiss. Sam began to run her fingers through his hair. When she pulled away, Sam un-tucked Phil shirt and put her hands inside it, running them up and down his chest. Phil smiled at her 'Samantha Nixon, are you trying to steal my heat?' he asked.

'I'd do no such thing,' Sam replied.

'Hang on, isn't that bloke going into the robber's house?' Phil asked, changing the subject.

'Yeah, he is. Let's get him,' Sam replied as she got out of car and chased after the bloke.

Sam and Phil arrived back at the station with their suspect, Scott Brown about half an hour later. They booked him into custody and left him in the cells. They had the paperwork to write up. Both Sam and Phil were getting off work early because they were hoping to start on their packing for their holiday.

The managed to finish off their paperwork at about 4 and decided to go. They arrived back at their house about 20minutes later. There weren't any lights on in the house so Sam knew that Francesca wasn't at home. She unlocked the door of their house and went through to the kitchen. Phil shut the door to the house and followed her. Sam was opening up a bottle of wine. 'Ooh, that's an idea,' Phil remarked.

'You'd better stick around. I do have plenty more good ideas up my sleeve,' Sam replied.

Phil went over to Sam and placed his arms around waist. 'Any you'd like to share with me?' he asked.

'Ummm, no not yet but if you wait, I may be prepared to share my ideas with you,' Sam replied as she passed Phil a glass of wine.

'OK, I think I can take a hint,' Phil said and he kissed Sam softly on the lips.

'Shall we make a start on the packing for New York?' Sam asked.

'We can always take this upstairs,' Phil replied, gesturing towards the bottle of wine.

'OK then,' Sam said.

About three hours later, most of Sam and Phil's stuff was packed up in suitcases in their bedroom. 'Shall we go out and get some dinner?' Sam asked.

'Yeah, come on then,' Phil replied.

About half an hour later, Sam and Phil were walking through Canley Park, sharing a bag of chips. They sat down on a bench and finished the chips. There was one chip left. Sam picked up the last chip 'oh come on Sam,' Phil moaned.

Sam held the chip above Phil's mouth and replaced it with her mouth. Phil kissed her softly on the lips and she pulled away and ate the last chip. 'You tease,' Phil said.

'You bet I am,' Sam replied.

Phil threw the empty chip wrapper into the bin beside the bench and started stroking the side of Sam's face. 'I think we'd better get home, we've got an early start tomorrow,' he said.

'Yeah, come on lets get back home,' Sam replied.

Sam and Phil arrived back home at about 9:00pm. They sat in each other's arms in the living room, softly lit by the lights on the Christmas tree. This was what they loved about being together. They could spend time together, alone as a proper couple. Since her sister had turned up, Sam and Phil had had very little time to themselves and they'd really missed that. They both went upstairs to bed at about 10:00 that evening. Their flight was at 9 in the morning so they had to get up early. Sam and Phil lay in each other's arms, enjoying spending quality time together as a couple. Tiredness eventually took over and they both gradually went off to sleep.