Thanks to Abii, Kat, Sam, Laura, Tee, Alison and Emilyyyyy for their lovely reviews...this chapter (chapter six) is the last one that I have all stored up and already written so if I get the same amount (or similar) reviews then I'll try writing the next chapter by...Friday/Saturday this week. It's up to you lot. :D xxJ (oh and you'll see A LOT of Huxon in the next chapter if you all review)

"Will you still love me in the morning?" She whispered through the darkness.

"Like you wouldn't believe." He replied, his lips to her head.

Sitting up slowly her eyes adjusted to the light that was feeding through the pale curtains. Bands of yellow crisscrossed the wall opposite and as she sat up she felt his hand slide from her waist. Squeezing her eyes shut again she took another look at the sprawled figure next to her, making sure it was for real before she lowered herself back onto the bed.

The sheet slid across her bare shoulders as she checked beneath it, blushing slightly as she shifted, pressing against Will by mistake. Mumbling to himself he tightened his hold on her, clearly more comfortable waking up with his arms around someone than Emma was to find herself in that position.

It wasn't that she didn't like the attention or the care…it was just the awkward morning afters that seemed to put her off. A night ended with a kiss goodbye and then she probably wouldn't hear from them again. Since Matt there had been two who'd slipped under her skin, got close to her and messed with her head. Laurence and Jeff…both a complete waste of space; both abysmal at morning afters.

Will stirred again next to her, his head flopping to the side as he blinked. "Mmm nice dream." He smirked as he traced his hands across her bare stomach. "Nice reality." Emma rolled her eyes, snuggling closer to him as she realised this wasn't going to be like any of the other times she'd woken up next to a guy…it was going to be better.

"So…" She trailed off a while later, biting her lip as she broke the peaceful silence punctuated only by their breathing. "…I uh don't really wanna say this but where do we go from here?"

Leaning up on an elbow Will brushed her fringe from her worried face, smiling softly as he took her chin between two fingers. "We babe…are going to go wherever you want to go. If you want to forget about last night then I can accept that because I swear I'd do anything for you…but if you – like me – want this to be a proper, serious relationship then I'm all for that." He replied sincerely, his gaze fusing with hers as their lips met time and time again.

"I think…" Emma breathed heavily as she drew back. "That I'm ready for something real and I can't really imagine myself with anyone else." She whispered as she rolled over onto him, resting up on her arms which were lying parallel over his collar bone, her face inches from his.

Smiling Will nodded, causing their lips to brush again, just slightly. "Now…if I'm not mistaken we have a suspect to monitor because I don't think Sam would be too impressed if our write up just consisted of…we had a shag and that's bout it Ma'am."

Emma laughed softly, punching Will in the side as she wriggled off him, pulling one of his shirts swiftly down over her head as she stood up. "How about adding 'we had a shower' to that list of things?" She smirked as she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, one foot pointed as her leg bent at the knee seductively.

Racing up Will blushed as he realised how very little he was wearing, quickly following Emma into the steamy bathroom. She ducked into the shower, the shirt having just been discarded on the floor seconds earlier and Will joined her a moment later, his hands massaging creamy soap into her back and stomach as she leant heavily against him, her eyes closed blissfully.

Sam trailed her finger along the top of the phone, watching as Neil shuffled papers to and fro on his desk, clearly not sensing her desire for him to leave. After a further ten minutes of waiting she rolled her eyes and stood up at exactly the same time as Neil. Sweeping from their office she shot a quick smile at Jo as she passed her desk, clonking down the stairs in her heels and out into the front yard.

She stood, her hair blowing around her face as the wind picked up but she didn't turn back instead stopping in front of the boundary wall and leaning against it, her fingers flying over the keys on her mobile as she knew Phil's number by heart. "Phil…it's me." She sighed softly as he picked up on the other end.

"Sam? Oh hey. How are you?" He smiled, spinning around in his desk chair to check that his DI wasn't lugging in.

"I'm okay thanks…I was just wondering if maybe…well maybe you'd like to go for a drink tonight." Sam replied shakily, the thought of asking him out a lot less daunting than the reality of it.

Looking across at his mountain of paperwork Phil grinned. "Yeah that sounds great. Anything to get out of overtime."

"Oi!" Sam replied, pretending to be hurt. "Is that all I am?"

Phil chuckled, cradling the phone against his ear. "No of course not babes. I'll pick you up from yours at say…8.30?"

"Sounds like a plan." Sam smiled, frowning as a small beeping noise radiated from her phone.

"Ooops sorry other line. So I'll see you later." Phil apologised.

"I look forward to it." Sam smiled as she made her way back out of the bitter cold and up towards her office, her heart soaring, her smile untouchable.

"…Do you think they put us together on the OBBO deliberately. Like they hoped we'd get it together?" Will asked as he lay back on the bed twenty minutes later, watching as Emma slipped into her jeans and pulled her jumper over her head.

Smiling she held a brush to her hair, pulling a face. "I wouldn't put it past 'em." She giggled as she felt him move behind her, his hands on her waist. "Now…I wouldn't really put anything past you either mate so hands off, we're working…well meant to be. Now do us a favour and phone DI Nixon…she'll be doin' her nut about us again!"

Will groaned as he pulled Emma back with him over to the bed. "But you're so damn good looking I can't keep my hands off you." He moaned as he pinned her down, one leg either side of her waist as with the other hand he flicked through his contact list, picking out the number of the DI's office.

Turning to look out the window as Sam began talking he felt Emma move underneath him, her teeth closing around the hand that was covering her mouth. "Ouch!" He laughed as she bit him, his hand reeling back, a small imprint from her teeth just visible.

"Will?" Sam asked, laughter tinkling in her voice.

"Yeah Ma'am…sorry Emma bit me." He rolled his eyes as she looked up innocently at him.

"She bit you?"

"Yeah…I was trying to shut her up she was laughing at me so I put my hand over her mouth and then she bit me." Will replied, sticking as close to the truth as he could without giving it all away.

"Okay…so Chris hasn't made a move yet has he?" Sam asked, back to business as she sensed Will's reluctance to elaborate further.

Rolling off Emma he pressed his ear to the wall, the sound of someone moving around and the background hum of the TV newsreader enough to be sure that he was still there. "Yeah…not moved since last night." Will sighed as he wandered over to where Emma was standing by the window. Hooking his arm around her waist he smiled, her hand trailed over his, pulling it to her waist. "Okay…we'll phone later." He finished up, closing him phone and throwing it behind him onto the bed.

"All fine?"

"All fine." Will echoed as he walked across to the door. "You coming for a walk? Sounds like Mr Next Door is getting ready to leave the room." He grinned as he stuffed his feet into trainers, Emma following his lead as they heard the tell tale squeak of the toy as Chris put his foot down on the floorboard outside the room.

Hearing him curse loudly Emma giggled, pressing her hand over her mouth before Will did it for her. "Let's go babe." He smirked, sliding out through the door to follow him at an acceptable distance. Emma trailed behind slightly, dragging her feet through the deep carpet as she watched Will carefully. Sliding his hand through hers he pulled her in close, his lips close to her ear. "I know I'm irresistible sweetheart but keep your mind on the job." He joked as he led them outside, following Chris across the road and presumably up into Brentwood itself.

"Don't flatter yourself." She replied teasingly as she slipped one of her hands into his back pocket, taking him by surprise. Ahead Chris turned to look at them; Will acting quickly swooped in his lips pressed to Emma's in a hard passionate kiss. Dragging it out as long as possible he pulled away, smiling at her before they continued on their way, tailing Chris.

Emma shook her head as she vaulted a low wall. "You just wanted an excuse." She accused him jokily, her smile infectious. "Now…where are we going?"

Traipsing after their target Emma began to grumble, her sore feet coming to annoy her. Chris stopped outside a local restaurant, checking his watch twice before a tall blonde emerged from a blue BMW her heels clicking as she strutted over to him, a small kiss on the cheek as he settled his hand low on her waist. "Charmer." Emma heard the girl whisper flirtatiously as he led her inside, as if on cue Will stepping forwards his hand outstretched for Emma.

"Think of this as Date No. 1." He grinned as they stood waiting for their table. "For some reason we're on holiday on the outskirts of Essex and this is our first date…for now you can forget the engagement." He added, as she looked curiously up at him, unsure for starters if he was talking about the undercover or their real life predicament.

"You treat me so well." Emma rolled her eyes as she followed him through the restaurant. "Now let's eat I'm so hungry I missed breakfast!" Her stomach grumbled as she sat down, letting Will push her chair in for her.

"Yeah slept right through it." Will winked.

"Wonder why?" She giggled her hand resting over his, her eyes darting over to where Chris was wining and dining his mystery blonde. Hopefully this was the investigation started to hot up…not that there hadn't been enough action outside the 'work' box to keep her more than satisfied. Catching Will's eyes across the table she smiled. Even if they'd been pushed together by their colleagues as part of some grand scheme for them…she couldn't help but be happy that it had worked out. It had taken her so long to finally see that here was where she should always have been, with Will's hand covering her own, their shared smile speaking volumes.