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Smiling as she swung his bandaged hand back and forth in front of them, Emma sauntered across to the CID pool car they'd been given lease of. "You better not crash this one." She reminded Will as she thought back to a few months ago when Will had had a run in with a man in a van and had ended up very nearly running the area car off the road, clipping the wing mirror so it snapped clean off.

"Yeah yeah." Will grunted as he rolled his eyes, throwing Emma the keys which she just stood and looked at. "Well go on then, your driving." He smirked as she fixed him with her stare, launching the keys back at him so they hit him full force in the chest.

"Mate…I don't do police driving, that's your thing." She muttered sourly as she stomped over to the passenger side, throwing herself down into the seat before she turned round to face out of the window.

Will slipped in next to her, silently rearranging the car so it suited him. He'd known that driving was a touchy subject with Emma but never having pushed it he hadn't quite expected that reaction to such a simple request…it wasn't like he was asking her to chase some crazy villain.

Pressing her cheek against the cool glass Emma tried to let her mind run blank, to block out the recurring pain in her left leg, the earth shattering crash, the piercing screams that always followed. Shuddering as she tucked her legs up beneath her Emma felt Will's eyes trained on her. "Uh…Em?" He asked softly as they paused at some traffic lights. "Em…why don't you drive?"

Taking a deep shuddering breath Emma opened her eyes again. "I don't drive because…because one day when my sister was driving me home from school she lost control of the wheel and ended up in the wrong lane of the road and…and we were hit. I broke my leg and had to be cut from the car and Lou walked away scott-free. She felt so awful about it. That it was her fault and it was me that got hurt I always thought…well I could never do that to anyone. I could never put myself in a position where I could hurt someone so I don't drive…and I don't think I ever will."

"Jeez Em. I'm sorry. If I'd known I wouldn't have joked about it…I just thought maybe like you were worried that someone would show you up or comment on your driving 'cause you're like bloody perfect at everything else. I thought this might be the one thing I could one-up you at." Will sighed as he rubbed his hand comfortingly over her leg however the only thing on Emma's mind was the way that his hand left a gentle tingling feeling running up and down her leg, making her feel like putty.

Muttering some form of incoherent reply Emma turned away, trying to hide the faint pink blush rising on her cheeks. She watched the road fly past as Will expertly manoeuvred his way around London. "You missed the turn off." She said softly as he looped back on himself.

"Yeah I know…I'm just seeing if they'll notice us driving along by the house 'cause we might be better to get out and walk past instead…less conspicuous." He replied cryptically although she watched his face get flushed.

"Liar." She accused him jokingly, nudging his elbow so he turned to look at her.

"Okay fine so I lied I was just trying not to look like a fool." He grinned, spinning the wheel so they did a U turn in the middle of the road.

"I was waiting to hear that." Emma smirked back as he pulled up opposite Christopher's house. "You shouldn't ever forget that I know you too well…it can only make things worse." She whispered softly in his ear before pulling away and looking up at the house while Will attempted to tame his flaming cheeks before she looked back.

After a further twenty minutes of them both sitting in comfortable silence, neither aware that the other kept sneaking sidelong glances at them although they were both doing it periodically. Finally Chris emerged from his flat, pulling the keys from his back pocket and locking the door securely behind him. Looking around hastily he sped towards his car, clutching the front of his jacket close to him before he flung himself into his waiting car. "Well if that doesn't look dodgy then I'm going senile early." Will grinned as he started up the car, sure that a chase would soon follow.

"Err Will remember we can't nick him yet…no speedy driving. We're blending remember how to do that?" Emma rested her hand on his arm so still him, as her palm burned she pulled it back quickly, holding it into her chest as she tried to figure out what had just happened.

When her hand had touched his skin and his eyes had connected so forcefully with hers, the feeling in them blazing out at her she'd felt electricity run through her, her palm tingling, as it grew hot, so hot that she had to pull it away as much as she tried to resist. One thing was for sure…that had never happened before.

Speeding along in the silver Lexus Will grinned, flexing his hands over the steering wheel as Emma watched him in his element. Her eyes traced the lines and curves of his jaw, the hollows of his cheeks, the lines on his forehead and the curvatures of his smile. Twisting in her seat she tiltled her head to the side watched as he sped past parked trucks and in and out of old ladies in their little Micra's. "See anything you like?" He asked cheekily so she turned away from him, giggling slightly.

"I wasn't checking you out…I was just…watching you." She murmured as she figured he was expecting some kind of explanation.

"Oh you don't need to justify your perving on me Emma I mean why wouldn't you?" He smirked, poking his tongue out at her as her jaw fell open in shock. "I'm joking girl, you take me wayyyy too seriously." Will laughed as he pushed Emma's chin so her mouth closed once more.

Rolling her eyes she leant back in her seat, turning to watch as the Beamer they were tailing turned off at the roundabout. "Uhhh Will he's turning off towards Kings Cross…what do we do?" Emma asked, panicked.

"We follow him, we inform Sam and then we do our job." Will replied, unfazed, and clearly suited to undercover work. Picking up her mobile Emma prepared a new text and sent it to Sam.

Chris has jst turned into Kings X

We're gonna follow

Who knows where we'll end up.

Xemma nd will

Sam sat back in her chair and read through the text again. What had she let them in for? Hearing someone cough she looked up to see Mickey standing watching her. "Ma'am you got nuthin to worry 'bout. Emma's in good hands, Will's a cracker of an undercover officer. On his first time undercover he brought down Robert Barrie and them…I mean we'd been trying to get them for years and he brought them all down in one swoop. The op's gonna be a success…you can just feel it can't ya?" Mickey grinned as he sat on the edge of her desk.

"Uh sure…Will nearly got blown up last time he was undercover. That sounds safe. Not to mention Emma and Will's…history."

"Oh…yeah…I forgot about that." Mickey mumbled before another smile passed right across his face. "Well maybe this is what'll finally give them a kick up the arse and get on with it. Excuse me French." He laughed as he sauntered from her office.

"Yeah…maybe it is going to give them a kick up the arse." Sam echoed, thinking back to the way that Will had hooked his arm around Emma as they left the briefing room, how she'd looked up at him with that adoring smile that Sam had once been able to give to Phil, the one that told him that you had complete faith in him even if nobody else did.

Maybe this undercover would do more than just clear a few lowlifes off the street. Maybe it was fate…maybe it was destiny…maybe it was something even deeper.

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