Sorry for the SEVERE delay in updates. I got busy and then I got lazy. I have no excuses and I'm really sorry for not updating or anything. I promised a lot of Huxon in this chapter but I won't get through what I wanted to do today and I really did want to start updates again. Here is chapter seven and I promise that the Huxon which is in this chapter will continue and be expanded upon in the next chapter. Thanks for all who are bearing with me. Reviews would be MUCH appreciated. Oh and sorry Emz you haven't read the end of this chapter :S I'm slightly worried about updating without having your verdict but I wanted to do this now before I forget again!!
Thanks xxxJilly
Looking up from her bowl Emma slid her eyes to the side slightly, watching as Chris and his blonde companion spoke in hushed tones clearly discussing something sensitive as the girl kept looking around her nervously as though she was sure somebody was listening in – which they were.
"You're not listening. She won't do it any more. She's shit scared Chris. It exploded inside of her and she was taken away in an ambulance, does that mean nothing to you?" The girl raised her voice slightly, her eyes flashing as Chris looks so calm, so laid back.
Will brushed his hand across Emma's, bringing her focus back to him as she continued to listen to the conversation. "Just remember who you're talking to Charlene. I know she's scared but she knew what she was doing when she got involved in the first place. You can't just pick and choose when you feel like doing it. Now…let's forget about this. Come back to the room and we can…discuss things."
Standing up Emma bent to whisper softly in Will's ear, almost hypnotising him as she coaxed him to his feet. "Let's go back to the hotel babe. I'm tired." She grinned, knowing he was watching her every move as she wound her way through the tables, an exaggerated swing to her hips as she entranced him. Looping hands with him they slowly walked back to the hotel, content as they heard Chris and Charlene not that far behind them. "Will…maybe we should phone your sister when we get in. We haven't heard from Sam in a while." Emma smiled falsely up at him, trying to make subtle conversation as she felt Chris draw nearer still, only a few paces behind them as he and Charlene were obviously in some rush to get back to the hotel room to continue 'discussing' things further.
"Sam?" Her head shot up.
"Yeah Jo what can I do for you?" Sam replied tiredly as she shifted the forever-growing pile of paperwork on her desk so she could see the DC more clearly.
Grinning Jo sank down onto the corner of the desk, taking this as her invite. "I've got this case that me and Stu are working on but he's gone buggered off to the dentist for like an hour so I need someone to come and help me out on this and I thought…maybe you'd like to get out of the office and see if we can't crack this one together…you know for old times sake?" Jo asked, biting her lip worriedly as Sam whimpered and bounced her head off the desk.
"I can't bloody see for all this paperwork, the coffee machine's broken, I'm literally drowning in all the cases passed up from Uniform this week and to top it all off I've got this…well I can't concentrate." Sam blushed as she bit back the last part of her reply.
Laughing slightly Jo pulled her superior to her feet, handing over her jacket and steering her towards the office door. "And it would do you good to get out of the office for an hour so get a shift on and then you can tell me all about why you can't concentrate." She rolled her eyes as Sam began to protest further.
Eventually admitting defeat the blonde trailed down the steps behind her authoritative DC and followed her out to the CID pool car. "Where are we going anyway?" Sam asked as Jo pulled over next to Canley Park.
"Oh right there was a man who was assaulted here last night and Eddie phoned to say he's done with the forensics but there's something odd about the blood spatters and he reckons we're looking for a second person either witness to or part of the attack." Jo smiled offhandedly as she turned off the ignition, grabbing onto Sam's wrist as she made to jump from the car. "Wait, wait, wait. I told him we'd be at least another ten minutes…now you've got all that time to tell me how Phil Hunter's got you so worked up from the other side of London!"
"Wha'…how did you?" Sam blustered, blushing furiously as Jo's eyes saw right through her.
"Psychic." Jo laughed, rolling her eyes. "Either that or you're just predictable."
Emma closed and locked the door behind them, grinning as she felt Will's hands circle her hips. "Working!" She laughed as she turned in his arms, scolding him jokingly.
"Big meanie." Will pouted, pressing his lips to her forehead as she buried her face into his chest, drinking in the scent of his aftershave. "Bet you that Chris and Blondie aren't 'working'!"
Chuckling she broke away from him, rolling across the bed to press her ear to the wall. Clearly through the plasterboard she heard the slide of a zipper, slurp of a kiss and the creak of the bedsprings. Wrinkling her nose she giggled up at Will. "No…no I don't think they are."
Will leant across the bed, grasping the remote loosely between his fingers as he lazily changed to the sports channel while Emma emerged from the shower wrapped in a white towel. "Oi gorgeous you could at least have told me you were having a shower…I'd have joined you!" Will smirked, pretending to be indignant.
"Oh well I'm so sorry to have deprived you of your perving dear. How can I make it up to you?" She giggled as he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"I can think of a few ways." He replied as he pulled her down onto the bed beside him, groaning as through the walls they heard the more intimate side of Chris and Blondie's 'discussion'. "What – a – turn – off." Will dragged out his words as he lay back his head tipped up to the ceiling while Emma rolled into him, her arm lying across his stomach and she nestled her head in the crook of his elbow.
Emma opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the bright room around her as she felt Will's arms hook around her waist. "How long 'av I been asleep for?" She asked tiredly, sleep clouding her words.
"About two hours." Will smiled.
"And next door?"
"Blondie left about an hour ago…he's not gone anywhere since."
Turning into him Emma rested her chin against his chest. "What do you reckon we'd be doing right now if we were still in Sun Hill?" She asked, her mind ticking over the odds that had been stacked against them finally getting together…there was no doubt in her mind, without this trip there would be no 'them', no 'us' for the future.
"Out on the Jazzy Allen soaked to the skin with sore feet." Will smirked as he trailed one finger up and down her side, sending shivers through her whole body.
Meanwhile in Sun Hill Sam was turning to and fro in her full length mirror while Abi bounced Jared on her knee sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you sure that I don't look too…well like I'm trying too hard?" Sam moaned as she pulled at her top and then looked down at her red heels.
"No Mum for like the fortieth time! If you were trying too hard then you'd have worn the skirt…or the dress. The top makes you look young…but not too young that you can't pull it off and the shoes are to die for, can I borrow them for Chloe's party?"
"Thanks darling…and no you jolly well can't!" Sam laughed, smacking Abi lightly across the back of her head as she pouted. "Last time I lent you a pair of shoes you came home with just one as a peace offering!"
Abi rolled her eyes, shrieking as she heard a car pull up outside and a door slam. "He's here already!"
"Stall him…I haven't done my makeup yet!" Sam's eyes widened as she looked at her slender wrist and saw the minute hand approaching the six, he was just early, just as he always used to be.
Her daughter thankfully didn't need to be told twice, already half way downstairs Abi juggled Jared on her hip before pulling open the door and smiling sweetly at the man in front of her. "Hello Phillip." She grinned at him, alarming him slightly.
"Uhhh hi Abi…I'm here for your Mum."
"Oh I'm well aware of that." Abi smirked. "Where are you taking her?"
Phil straightened out his shirt, avoiding eye contact with the little Madam that had always detested the way he hung around her Mum when she was a troubled teen. "A pub near my new flat…The Boat Arms."
"Ooh convenient huh? So Mum won't be coming home tonight then?" Abi grinned slyly, enjoying watching Phil squirm while she heard her Mum thump about upstairs, clearly in need of a hand. "Hold Jay for me for a minute will ya. Mum needs some help by the sounds of things." She thrust the toddler forwards into Phil's arms before turning on the spot and running up the stairs to the bedroom.
Collapsing with laughter on the bed Abi attracted Sam's attention. "What have you been doing Missy?" She demanded jokily, her hands on her hips as she applied mascara with one hand, the other one continuing her authoritative pose. Shaking her head angelically Abi giggled. "Teasing Phil?"
"Oh you bet. He's got Jared just now, though he's a Daddy anyway so he'll have plenty experience…not that he'll need it what with you being…"
"Oi!"
"In your forties and with not much chance of having another kid…Granny." Abi stuck out her tongue, dodging out of Sam's way as she aimed a shoe at her.
"You better watch it girl remember who's babysitting Jay when you're out on Friday huh?" Sam retaliated, slightly stung by her daughter's words. "Now be good and make sure you don't burn anything again!"
"Yes Mother." Abi smirked as she followed Sam down the stairs, taking a very sticky Jared out of Phil's awkward arms as he'd been holding him as far away from his clean suit as was humanly possible for the past five minutes. "Be good now…don't do anything I wouldn't do." She smirked, earning herself another cuff around the ear as Sam slipped past her.