These Dreams

Sandra checked her phone for emails as Gerry slept beside her. She knew it wasn't the first time they had worked a case together and it certainly wasn't the first time they had shared a bed. Only now it was different. Now it wasn't about them, about comforting the other after a particularly horrendous case. This was different. They had been set up. Gerry had tried to be a gentleman, for once in his life but she knew this wasn't his fault. Part of her couldn't wait to get home so she could tear a strip off whatever idiot thought they could be matchmaker.

"Ah no." Sandra put her phone on the bedside table at the sound of Gerry's voice. She listened for a moment as he fell silent again. She sighed, wondering what he was dreaming about. The larger than life cockney wasn't as tough as everyone else, including all three of his ex wives thought he was. She rolled onto her side as he seemed to mumble something in his sleep.

"Its ok." She rested her hand on his chest, suddenly aware that his heart was racing. He remained asleep, clearly in the depth of a nightmare. She could sympathise. More than one night's sleep had been ruined by her subconscious attacking her dreams. She waited a moment more before checking her watch. It was almost midnight.

"Gerry." She whispered as he let out a cry. "Wake up. Its ok."

"No." He let out a sob. "Not her."

"Cmon Gerry." She shook him slightly. "Its ok. Wake up."

His whole body seemed to contort in grief as Sandra had no idea what his nightmare was about. She shook him again, this time more forcibly. His eyes flashed open.

"Sandra."

"Welcome back." She smiled kindly. "It was a bad dream. That's all."

"You're ok?" His eyes ran over her face. "It wasn't you?"

"Wasn't me what?" She touched his face, wiping away a tear. "Gerry, tell me."

"The body. It wasn't you. I." She bit her lip, finally realising what he had been dreaming about. "I ain't lost you."

"No, you daft bugger." She suddenly had no idea why they had been keeping each other at arms length. They both knew how they felt about the other. Life was too short. After her cancer and subsequent Sepsis she knew that she had been an idiot to waste time. It was as that thought was forming that she kissed him. Gerry pulled back, staring at her for a moment.

"What?"

"Its always me that kisses you."

"To shut me up." She remembered. "I'm not waiting around for you, Gerry Standing. Do you want to kiss me or not?"

His lips were on hers before she had time to finish the sentence.

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Sasha paused as she headed into the UCOS office. Brian and Jack were already there as Ted hovered over the kettle.

"Have I missed something? Jack, I know is always early but."

"Had a lift in with Steve." Brian explained. Ted poured black coffee into his mug.

"I picked up Jack and Danny on the way in. Been ere since about 2."

"What!?"

"We were going to call you but then we knew you had that big meeting today."

"Press conference on the murders." She took a mug from Ted gratefully. "How do Esther, Charlie and Pat put up with you?"

"With great difficulty." Jack smiled. "Look, we found something. Or rather Gerry and Sandra have."

"The Guv has been in touch?"

"Yeah, briefly." Ted smiled, glad that his role as Cupid seemed to be paying off. "We probably wont get our man extradited here but there is still a way he can be charged with the murders. There was a precident back in the 1970s. Dan found it."

"Well, Brian remembered it and I spent all night looking for it." The Londoner sighed. "Now, I am going home to make sure my Hollie gets to her appointment." He handed her a file. "Then I am going to get some sleep because, really I am too old for this."

"Never!" Jack laughed as Sasha looked at the file in her hand, convinced the boys had finally found the break in the case they had been looking for.

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A/N please review. Dunno if anyone still reading.

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