Since that morning when he'd been given orders by at least two men who used to be junior to him, Dennis had been in a bad mood. He hadn't expected that to change any time soon, but now he felt laughter bubbling up inside himself and a grin on his face.

"Well, I just came to see if you got home alright…"

Jenny looked at the expression on his face, and then down at the clothes she'd pulled on. She wore the clothes she'd set aside for Phil's birthday party. His fancy dress birthday party. She was unable to stop the smile that began to match the police sergeants. "It's not funny. I was freezing, and I just took what was on my bed."

"Do you often have bunny outfits lying around?"

Jenny's grin now matched the scots. "Gina dropped it round this morning for Phil's birthday. I thought you came here to see if I was okay, not to laugh at me."

"Aye, I did, but I just wasn't expecting to be pulled inside by Peter Rabbit's sister."

"I didn't want to let the cold air in. Are you going to stand here all night making fun of me?"

"Well when Mike told me over the radio that he'd dropped you home, I picked you up some hot food and was going to come in to make sure your heater is still working properly after last week."

"Well you'd better go in then." Jenny stepped aside and Dennis walked past her, but paused half way up the stairs.

"I was…oh god, it's got a little fluffy tail."

After a seconds paused, Jenny chased him up the stairs.

….

"You look happy this morning." Tricia supplied as she helped ready the surgery for patients.

"Do I? Well let me assure you that it has nothing to do with getting frostbite with you yesterday."

"Oh, I'm never taking you to see patients again, you do nothing but complain! A good brisk walk in the snow is good for you!"

"I'm sure it is when you have a lovely constable warming you up when you get home." As Jenny teased her, the doctor blushed.

"Well, speaking of lovely constables, has Gina given you an outfit for Phil's birthday tonight? She said I can't see mine until tonight and I'm dreading it. Mike says she got all the leftovers from the costume shop after another party booked them all.

Jenny smiled to herself, but gave no reply as the first patient of the day entered.

….

As Tricia shut the door that lunchtime, she gave a sigh of relief and sank into a waiting room chair. "There's still two weeks to go before Christmas, and I've already got about 20 cakes and a hundred tins of biscuits to get through."

"Why don't you take them to the party tonight? No doubt Phil's rugby friends will manage them easily enough."

Perking up a little, Trish stood. "Good Idea! I might take them over to the pub now and see if I can't get my costume from Gina in time to make some alterations to it."

As she spoke optimistically, the front door opened and both women gave a silent groan, both looking forward to a little peace and quiet after a busy morning.

"Sorry to bother you, Dr Summerbee, but we couldn't pick your brains about something, could we?" Alf asked as he entered, cap in hand.

"Oh alright, but you're only getting five minutes, because I have things to do."

As the doctor led the constable towards her office, another tall gentleman entered the surgery and tipped his hat to Jenny. "Afternoon, Flopsy."

"It's Miss Flopsy to you, sergeant."