A/N: Reference to Drugs. Swearing. Anthony McPartlin and Declan Donnelly. Lisa Armstrong (Ant's wife). Ali/Alison (Ant and Dec's PR). Simon Cowell, Stephen Mulhern.

Ant's alarm seemed louder than ever when it sounded at 6am. He hadn't turned it off since BGT auditions were cancelled and was rather annoyed to be woken so early for no reason. In all his huffing and puffing he had woken up Lisa. She calmed him down and got him settled again in bed, she snuggled back up to him and traced small circles on his chest until light snores escaped him once again.

She reached over and set the alarm for 10, just to be on the safe side before she too drifted off to sleep again.

Before the alarm had it's chance to sound Ant's mobile was singing louder than ever. 'If I give you my number' was not playing rather loud right next to his head and the volume was increasing by the second. He knew it must be someone from the station. Lisa thought it would be funny to give them a special ringtone thinking they would not need to ring Ant.

"I swear to fucking god I'm going to kill them. Do we have no privacy round here any more!" He pressed the screen to answer the call, without looking to see who it was. "Hello." He snapped

"Mr McPartlin, this is Mr Jones. I was wondering if you were free to come down to the station today. It seems as though we may need to have a talk. Some new evidence has come in."

"It's 9:30 in the morning, can this not wait."

"Afraid not"

"Well, I have a meeting at 1, before or after then I am free."

"What ever suits you best. I'll be here all day."

Ant carefully got out of bed so to not wake Lisa. He went downstairs and picked up the letter from the sofa were he had left it last night. He re-read it over and over again letting the words sink in.

He had so much that he really wanted to say to Dec and he had missed his chance.

He decided to go to the station to see what this evidence was before James Grant so he could give management an answer to any questions they may ask.

He arrived at the station in his casual clothes with a suit hung up in the back so he could go straight to his meeting.

Once he arrived he was immediately taken into the room he had been sat in over a week ago.

"Mr McPartlin, I know this is an inconvenience and I will ensure you leave in time for your meeting but we have something to discuss and you are vital to what could happen." Ant nodded, scared as to what Mr Jones might unveil.

"We were given a tip, very much like the one that lead us to the drugs in Mr Donnellys room. Only this one was different. It again was anonymous, but gave my team and I a lead which we have pursued and we have got to an important point." He stood up and began to walk around the room. "But I can't go any further at this point without a courts permission and that is where you come into it. I am going to ask you a question, and I need the truth. The entire truth. I know something isn't right and I can help you and Mr Donnelly but only if you help me right now." He looked right into Ant's eyes and maintained eye contact.

"What did Mr Mulhurn have to do with the drugs, was he the one that planted them."

Ant couldn't answer, he felt his palms become sweaty. This could be there get out of Jail free card. Quite literally.

"Thank you Mr McPartlin, that's all we need."

"What… wait… I haven't said anything…"

"And you don't need to, I am not just a police detective but I am trying to become a behavioural psychologist and it is on the first page of every text book, how to tell when someone is lying. Pupils will dilate, and you will shuffle your weight."

"But I have sat perfectly still… can I not just answer your question"

"I did not say that was what you did, your pupils did the opposite and went as small as a needle. You didn't need to speak to tell me that what I said was the truth, your body language showed it for you." Ant was stood gob smacked.

"So what does this mean? What's going to happen with Ste?"

"Just let us deal with that, you will be informed."

Ant had had enough with stupid mind games. "Enough is enough! I have a meeting with management in just over an hour and they want answers. Answers that I do not have and by the sounds of it, you do. Tell me what you plan to do, or how it is going to help me or Declan because I need something to tell them."

"It has been brought to out attention the Mr Donnelly did not intend on supplying the drugs nor did he intend on being in the possession of them. We believe that Mr Mulhern encouraged you to take the drugs and then he hid them in Mr Donnelly's room. When we arrived he had no idea what was going on and that was very obvious but he kept looking at you. He wanted to protect you. Why we do not know, but he took the hit from you none the less. We couldn't pursue you if he pleaded guilty. But Mr Mulhern's story never really rang true. We dug a little bit and learnt about his past and we have gathered evidence all we needed was some sort of confirmation and we have not got video confirmation from you."

"I just don't see how you have gotten all that from the dilation of my pupils."

"It's the way the world works. But on the bright side Mr Donnelly's sentence will be reduced drastically. He lied under oath so will have to serve a minimum of 12 months with some community service. But that depends on how everything goes from here."

Ant just sat in silence, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Dec might be going free!

"We don't need anything else, if we do we'll make sure to call you. Thank you for your co-operation."

Ant nodded and walked out of the station and to his Land Rover. Before he knew it he was at the James Grant building, in his suit and in a lift on his way to the meeting room.

Ali met him when he got out of the lift. No conversation was necessary. All her questions were about to be answered in a very important meeting.