"Pol?" Dixie tried to reason with her "he didn't mean it!"

"Then why'd he say it?"

"People say stupid things sometimes…"

Polly scowled at her, making to get up "The girls need picking up" she said bluntly.

"No way, Polly. You're not picking them up in this state" Dixie told her firmly "they don't need picking up for another 2 hours anyway, sit down"

"What state? I'm fine!"

"Polly, shut up and listen for a minute. You're not fine, I don't know what's going on with you at the moment but you're not fine"

"Dixie leave it, please. Nothing is going on that you need to worry about"

Dixie noticed she was starting to get agitated and she went to put her arm around the young girl "What's going on, Pol?" she asked gently, making sure to soften her tone a little "you haven't been yourself again, since that new paramedic started…"

Polly looked to the floor, how could she tell her? "I'm alright, really!"

"Pol, I know you better than that, something's not right. You can talk to me you know"

"Thanks, I know..."

They sat in silence for a while , neither knowing what to say until Dixie spoke again "Is there some history between you and Derek?"

"What?"

"Is there a history between you two that is going to effect you and your work?"

"No" Polly said firmly, looking at her phone when it bleeped to say she had a text. Speak of the devil, she thought. How did he get my number? She quickly scanned through it, glad she was sitting down already. It read: Dear Polly, Derek here. Just wanted to make sure you're still okay with our little arrangement. If not, tough. Its going to happen whether you want it to or not.

Need I remind you, it is not only you that can get hurt in this, though of course you would take the brunt of it...

Polly snapped her phone shut, not wanting to read anymore. She glanced over at Dixie "Alright Pol?" she didn't respond, just went and sat next to her again, rocking back and forth without even noticing it "Okay sweetie" Dixie said, pulling her into a hug and holding her close to her "can I see?" she asked cautiously.

Polly opened the message and showed it to her without thinking, she was in a mild state of shock. "What's going on between you and him? What arrangement? Pol, talk to me"

"H-he knew Devin" she blurted out suddenly "He's here for revenge; because of me his best mate's locked up!"

Dixie cursed under her breath, then sighed. She thought that all this had been sorted out after they were locked up, she hadn't thought that one of his mates would show up as well "Pol, this isn't your fault. We'll sort this, don't worry" she said reassuringly, seeing that Polly had gone almost white and was still shaking.

Little did they know, Derek was on the phone to a mate of his, plotting how best to get his revenge.

The next day…

Dixie beckoned Derek into her office "Derek, I need a word please"

"Sure"

"I'll get straight to the point. What is your problem with Polly? She showed me the text that you sent her yesterday"

"I don't know what you mean"

"Oh, really? I think you know exactly what I mean; we know what happened before with her mum and Devin"

"But what has that got to do with me?"

"Come off it, Derek. She told me that you know Devin"

"Right"

"So what is this little scheme that you're cooking up then? She is completely innocent in all of this" Dixie said, taking a deep breath and trying her best not to hit him there and then.

"Dixie, I have no idea what you're talking about" he said calmly.

"Look, just get out. You no longer work here"

Derek glared at her and walked out of her office. Polly was going to pay for that; because of her his best mate was locked up, and now she had made him lose his job. He didn't yet know how he was going to get his revenge, but he knew that he had to get her out of there, somewhere far away with no leads to let anyone know where she might be.

He didn't have to wait long until she appeared. Walking across the ambulance bay she spotted him, quickly glancing around her to see if there was anyone around. She started to back away from him, too scared to not be able to see where he was in relation to him. "Please, don't do this, please!" she begged him, knowing what was coming.

"You've left me with no choice, if you hadn't of shown Dixie that text she wouldn't have known" he advanced towards her, swiftly grabbing her hands and cuffing them behind her back.

Polly was about to scream when he clamped his hand tightly over her mouth and injected her with something in her arm. It took effect instantly and she fell unconscious. He carried her over to his car, throwing her inside and locking the boot.

Derek smiled, getting into the front and starting the engine. He pressed a button to turn on the sat nav and typed in his destination. London.