Note: Wow thank you for all the reviews. They're great. Just what I needed as both me and my two boys are dying ducks, full of cold.

Sorry the first chapter was so short but it just had to be. Now this one fills in the answers.

Chapter Two

It was Saturday afternoon and for once Danny hadn't been called in to work. Grace had spent the morning doing her homework and had then begged Danny to let her invite Marley, her best friend, over for an hour or two. Danny had finally conceded and let Grace call to invite her over, however he wasn't over the moon when she told him Ian, Marley's manny would be coming too. Danny had met the man twice before, in the three weeks he had been looking after Marley. The first time he seemed nice, and Danny was grateful to have some one to talk to amongst all the business types at the school function. However the second time, Danny had felt a little unsure by his behaviour. Ian had laughed, and joked, and placed his hand on Danny arm for a little too long, and Danny felt uneasy about the man invading his personal space. Deciding he was just being paranoid, he shrugged it off. Marley seemed to like her new manny, and it made a welcome change from all the other kids nannies, or mothers, flirting with him. Something about the gun and badge obviously screamed flirt with me.

There was a knock at the door, and Danny nearly tripped over Grace as she raced to the door to open it. Danny held back, amused by his daughter's eagerness, as Marley raced in followed by Ian.

"Come to my room." Grace said grabbing hold of Marley's hand. "I have my laptop set up, and I have some cool pictures to show you." With that both girls disappeared out of sight.

"Hey man." Danny said shaking Ian's hand in a friendly way. "You fancy a coffee, while those two drool over pictures of some guys that are in desperate need of a belt to hold up their pants?"

"Sure that would be nice." Ian smiled and moved over to the couch. Danny turned and headed to the kitchen, so Ian looked around the room admiring the mismatched furniture that made the room look homely. The Parker's house was so formal, full of priceless antiques and paintings covering the walls. Instead, Danny's walls were covered with photos, mainly of Grace, and some of the pair of them. He stood and moved over to the one wall that hosted a collage of pictures. There was Danny and Grace again, but this time a dark haired man was with them in many of the pictures. The two men looked very close, and Ian instantly felt jealous.

"Here you go." Danny said returning to the room and handing Ian a mug.

"Grace looks so cute in these photos." Ian said, making conversation. "Looks like you had a fun day. Who's the other guy, Grace's step-father?"

"Oh, no, that's not Step Stan. That's Steve, my partner. Grace loves him to bits, and he's a real goof around her." Danny explained sitting on the couch.

"Oh." Ian replied still staring at the pictures.

"So did you manage to get your night off?" Danny asked, remembering the conversation he had had previously with Ian about him wanting to go to the opening of a new restaurant belonging to his friends.

"I did yeah, it was a real success. If you ever want reservations there, just let me know. I can get you the best table in the house." Ian replied.

"I'll bear that in mind, thanks." Danny answered politely.

The two sat drinking their coffee and making conversation, Danny feeling a little uncomfortable, from time to time, as he felt Ian staring at him a little longer than most people would. The conversation moved on to cooking, Danny having just learnt new skills now that Grace lived with him most of the time, and one of Ian's jobs, besides taking care of Marley, was to cook for the Parkers.

Danny started to relax, laughing with Ian as they moved on to talking about the girls crush on the latest boy band to hit the nation. But that all went out of the window when Ian suddenly leaned forward and brushed his lips against Danny's. Taken by surprise Danny quickly pushed Ian away, and shuffled away from him further along the sofa, "whoa, what was that?"

"I know the girls are in the other room but they're busy, they won't see." Ian relied attempting to move closer to Danny. "Don't you feel it? We have a connection. I know you have a partner but we could be good."

Danny shuffled back again, this time falling off the couch and landing on the floor. He quickly sprang to his feet, hands out in front of him. "Ian, I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. But I'm not interested in you. I'm not gay."

"It's ok, if you're not out yet, we can keep it a secret. Of course you'll need to break it off with your partner, but we can have something good."

"No. No we can't. I told you. I'm not gay. My partner is my boss. My work partner, you know? Cop partners. I'm sorry, you seem like a nice guy, and it's nice to hang out with someone who isn't Grace's school friend's parents that are all rich as hell. I don't exactly fit in with them."

"Oh." Ian said looking at the floor. "I'm sorry. I'm so stupid. We should go."

Danny now felt sorry for the guy. "No stay. The girls are having fun. How about I take the girls a snack, and we watch a game I recorded. We don't have to make this awkward."

Ian looked up, embarrassment written all over his face. "Ok, thanks. I'm just gonna go to the bathroom. Clean up a bit."

"Sure." Danny said moving into the kitchen and allowing the man to regain his composure.

Ian went into the bathroom and turned on the taps, splashing water on to his face. How could I be wrong, we have a connection, I know we do. He thought. Maybe he's lying to me. He has to be lying to me. Yes that's it, rather than hurt my feelings. He should be with me. Not anyone else. Ian could feel the anger rising, replacing the embarrassment. I want him. If I can't have him...

Ian shut off the water and dried his hands and face. His heart racing in his chest, and adrenaline coursing through his veins, he left the bathroom. He passed Grace's bedroom, where both girls lay on the floor at the far side of the bed, surfing the internet. Without the girls noticing, he removed the chair from Grace's desk and shut the bedroom door, wedging the door handle so the girls couldn't leave the room.

Moving back through the house he saw Danny in the kitchen. He was stood at the sink washing the fruit he had just sliced. The knife lay on the kitchen island, the sun from the window glinting on its long stainless steel blade.

Moving quickly, but quietly, he grabbed the knife and thrust it into Danny's back at an upwards angle, driving the knife into his obsessions lung. Danny let out a gasp and the bowl fell, the fruit covering the floor. Ian moved in closer and whispered in Danny's ear, "If I can't have you. No one can." He pulled the knife out, and Danny fell forward, desperately trying to catch his breath and remain upright by clinging to the sink. Ian calmly turned around and walked out of the house, taking the knife with him. A trail of blood drops were left in his wake, and he ignored the thud as Danny collapsed to the floor.

Reaching his car he got in and threw the knife on the passenger seat. Taking a few deep breaths to try and calm himself, the realisation of what he had just done hit him. He fisted the steering wheel causing the horn to sound each time he punched it, hard. "Shit! Shit! Shit! What did I just do?" He'd messed up again, let his temper get the better of him, and it was as if he wasn't in control of his actions or thoughts. Grabbing hold of the wheel, and resting his head on its centre, he took a few deep breaths. Then slowly he raised his head, and calmly started the engine, knowing he had to make a fast get away, grab some of his things, and lie low until he could attempt to get off of the island.

TBC