The next morning, Charlie stifles her cries against Joey's mouth, thrusting hard against Joey's fingers as her climax rushes through her. "Oh god," she moans as she collapses back onto the bed, her chest heaving hard.

Joey lies by her side, smirking. Charlie glances at her, "If our mornings are going to be like this, we may have to set the alarm earlier or we'll be late for work every day."

Joey chuckles as Charlie moves over her. "I can't seem to get enough of you," Charlie whispers.

"I kind of got that last night." Charlie blushes at the memories, still embarrassed about the way she had dragged Joey to bed the moment Ruby had gone and had practically ravaged her. Joey runs her hands lightly along Charlie's side, her hands finding their way to her breasts, cupping them gently, "Not that I'm complaining," her thumbs flicking Charlie's nipples, making her gasp. "You know there is something that we need."

"Oh?" Charlie says as she moves in to capture Joey's lips.

"Yeah, a lock for the door." Before Charlie realised what was happening, Joey had rolled her off her and brought the covers over their naked bodies, moments before there was a knock on the door and Ruby was bursting in.

"Brekkie in bed," she says cheerfully, carrying the tray over to them.

"Ruby, the idea of knocking is to wait for people to say, 'Come in'," Joey reminds her.

"I know that but I was nearly about to drop the tray." She sets it on the bedside table. "I'm going to go meet April, so enjoy."

The moment the door closes, Charlie buries her head against Joey's shoulder. "God."

Joey chuckles, feeling Charlie's blush against her skin. "It was rather sweet of her."

Charlie lifts her head, "She has never made breakfast in bed before."

"Then it was even sweeter of her."

Charlie smiles, kissing her tenderly. "What was that for?" Joey asks, her smile matching Charlie's.

"For accepting my daughter."

"She's a great kid, lousy timing," she grins, "But a great kid."

"Yeah she is." Charlie frowns, "How did you know we were about to be interrupted?"

"I head the spoons rattling against the bowls and it just seemed like the right time for an interruption."

Charlie chuckles, "Well I'm glad you did or this could have been awkward."

"I'm pretty sure she realises we have sex."

"I'd rather her not see it though." She grins, "First break I get today, I'm buying a lock for that door."

"Good idea, now," she rolls over Charlie. "Where were we?"

"What about breakfast?"

"We'll eat on the run." She silences any further protest by capturing Charlie's mouth.

"Are we sure Ruby's gone," Charlie says between kisses.

"If she's not, she's about to get an interesting lesson," Joey warns, moments before she has Charlie groaning loudly in pleasure.

"You still here?" Joey asks cheekily as her sister scowls at her.

"That damn doctor is probably out playing golf somewhere instead of being here and letting me the hell out of here."

"What's the rush Georgie, you're only going to be resting at home."

"Says who?" She snaps grouchily.

"Jesus, are you going to be like this your whole pregnancy?" Watson glares at her. "Ease up sis or your blood pressure will be through the roof."

"My blood pressure is back to normal." She grins, "Though it may not stay that way if the doctor doesn't hurry up and sign me out."

Joey shakes her head, "You're not going to give Dex a hard time at home, are you?"

"That depends on him."

"Graves happens to be fond of him, so am I, so try not to make life too miserable for him."

Watson sighs, "I just want out of here."

"I get that but you need to relax." Joey sits on the edge of the bed. "Has something happened?"

"He knows about the baby," she says simply. "He came by last night."

Joey squeezes her hand, "Everything is going to work out Georgie."

"I hope so because I'm not sure I can handle much more."

"Georgie, you are one of the strongest people I've ever known."

"I don't feel like it at the moment."

"You've already been granted sick leave for the next couple of days, why don't you get away completely."

"I'd still worry Joey, probably even more if I wasn't here."

"That's the problem Georgie, you need to stop worrying so much."

"I can't help it," she sighs. "I'm just glad that Angelo's in jail."

Joey grimaces. "Yeah, about that."

"Oh shit, he's out, isn't he?"

"Indi bailed him out first thing this morning."

"That stupid little bitch," she fumes.

"Graves is still going on about it."

"Fuck!"

"Georgie, relax."

"That fucking psycho is out there Joey."

"He has strict bail conditions and if he breaches even one, he's back in jail."

"Like that's going to stop him."

"It just might."

Watson looks at her curiously. "Why did you say it that way?"

Joey grins, "Apparently little Angie-poo cried like a baby last night in the cells."

"You're kidding!"

"It may have had something to do with the wino in the cell next to him pissing and throwing up all over the place." Watson turns her nose up in disgust. "Anyway, once Angie-poo had ranted and raved about letting him the hell out, he settled down and sooked."

"Wish I'd seen it."

"Hogan said he looked pretty shaken when Indi came and bailed him out."

"Just don't turn your back on him."

"Georgie, how many times do I have to say it, don't worry about me."

"I'll always worry about you Joey."

"Yeah, I know you will. Look, after his performance at the station yesterday and what he did to you and Dex, there's only one or two cops who still seem to be supporting him; everyone else will be keeping an eye out for him to make sure he abides by the terms of his bail."

"Sounds like he's burning a lot of bridges," she muses.

"You're a cop and Dex is married to a cop, that's a big no-no on his part and it's not just at the station that he's burning bridges. From what Dex has picked up, people are either talking about Charlie and I or Angelo not being the Mr Nice Guy they all thought he was."

"How close are you to getting him?"

"O'Malley's still missing and Charlie said his sister sounded scared when she spoke to her on the phone yesterday."

"I assume you went and spoke to her yourself."

"We didn't catch up with her yesterday and when Graves and I tried her at work today, her boss said she'd just up and quit yesterday."
"Shit."

"When we got to her place, her neighbour said that she'd packed some bags and taken off."

"Charlie's call must have spooked her yesterday."

"I'm thinking she's worried about ending up like her brother."

"You think he's dead?"

"There really wouldn't be any need for her to quit her job and disappear if he'd just done a runner. Something has her worried."

"O'Malley left with Angelo at the end of his shift and that was the last he was seen."

"Not the brightest move on Rosey's part to be the last one seen with him, especially as O'Malley was his alibi and it does suggest that it wasn't planned, but we still need a body."

"What about O'Malley's place?"

"As long as the sister was saying he was just away, we have no grounds to search his place. Georgie, you know this area better than me, if this was a spur of the moment thing on Rosey's part, where could you stash a body without being seen?"

"There's plenty of bushland and there's also the cliffs."

"I'll contact the marine police, have them keep an eye out along the base of the cliffs during their patrols but there's no way we can justify searching bushland when we have no idea where to start looking."

Watson tosses the covers back, swinging her legs over the side. "Georgie, where do you think you're going?"

"With you," Watson says, as if it was obvious.

"No you're not. You're going nowhere until the doc says you can."

"This is ridiculous."

"You're pregnant Georgie, you were hurt yesterday and you are going to follow the doctor's orders down to the letter, do you hear me?" Joey says in a commanding voice.

"Cut the bullshit voice Joey, that doesn't work on me."

Joey sighs, giving her a sad look. "You keep asking me to be careful, but how am I supposed to be careful when I'm worrying about whether you're going to be ok or that something may happen to my precious nephew or niece."

Watson glares at her, climbing back under the covers. "That is low, Joey, using my baby like that."

Joey grins, "Just relax Georgie, Dex will be here in an hour to give you a lift home, provided the doctor lets you out." Watson lays back against the pillows, taking a deep breath. "Oh please Georgie, you look as stiff as board." Scowling, she allows herself to relax. "Lose the sour expression."

"Oh just fuck off Joey, you're aggravating me."

"Now you're relaxed," she grins.

Watson grins back, chuckling. "You're a pain in the arse Joey, but despite that, I do love you."
"I love you to sis," hugging her. "I'll promise to take care if you promise the same thing."

"I promise, now get the fuck out of here before my good mood disappears."

Joey stops at the door. "Just so you know, Dex has me on speed dial in case you misbehave." She ducks out before her sister could reply.

Indi follows Angelo into his place, still upset that he was pissed off with her for leaving him in jail over night.

"If you had of called me, I could have gotten the money in earlier, but it was too late."

"Why the fuck would I call you?"

"Because I'm carrying your baby."

"You told me you were on the pill so how the fuck did you get pregnant?"

"It doesn't always work."

"Just my fucking luck that you get pregnant when Charlie is the only one who I want to carry my babies."

"She's with Joey." The slap of his open hand on her cheek is the only sound for a moment as Indi stares at him. "Don't you ever say that dyke cunts name again."

"I'm sorry," she says tearfully.

"She must be blackmailing Charlie or something because there is no way in hell that Charlie is a pervert." He paces up and down the room, "I have to find a way to get Charlie back."

"What about me?"

"What about you?"

She pats her stomach, "Our baby Angelo."

Angelo takes a deep breath, a smile forming. "I'll take care of my kid and you, but I'm getting back with Charlie."

Indi nods, not worried as she knew that there was no way that Charlie was ever going back to Angelo, not when she'd seen the way that she and Joey were when they were together.

He holds his hand out, "Come here."

Indi happily follows him into his bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Martha starts in on Hugo the moment he gets into her car. "You were supposed to keep an eye on him."

"And how was I supposed to do that and my job?" He snaps. "I had to check on the boat, so I had Dougie keep an eye on him."

"Remind me to have a word to Dougie about what that means," she mutters. "I've a good mind to retire Angelo here and now, but with the cops right on his arse, we can't risk being caught."

"So what do we do, we both know that he's become unstable and bail conditions or not, he can't be trusted."

"I fucking well know that!"

"Hey, don't bitch at me Martha, you're the one who wanted him back in on the deal."

"Don't remind me." Martha thinks through things while she drives. "It's not long until the exchange, we keep Angelo indoors, whether he likes it or not."

"I can keep an eye on him sometimes."

"No, after today, I don't want you seen around Angelo. I'll get a couple of the other guys to move in with him."

Breaking into Angelo's place easily, Martha and Hugo stand at the bedroom door, listening to the grunts and groans going on. "Sounds like he's making up for lost time."

"Maybe we should leave them to it, Martha."

"You get out of here, the less that little nitwit of his sees us together, the better."

Hugo leaves the house, just as a couple of Martha's men arrive. "Watch yourself guys, Martha's in a foul mood." He chuckles when he hears their groans behind him.

Martha opens the door, smirking as she is greeted with Angelo's bare arse pumping away over Indi.

"Wow, that arse is going to be popular in jail."

Angelo jumps off Indi in shock, falling off the bed. "You fucking bitch Martha, haven't you heard of knocking?" He says furiously.

"Knocking is overrated. Leave the whore panting there, we need to talk."

"Angelo," Indi says in a weak voice.

"I'll be right back." Not even bothering to put anything over him, he follows Martha out, naked. "Shit Martha," he covers himself with his hands when he notices they weren't alone.

The other two snicker at his embarrassment.

"I heard you bawled like a baby in jail."

"That's a fucking lie and thanks for nothing Martha. You could have at least bailed me out or returned my calls."

"I'd rather not have the cops wondering why I would be doing that."

"One of your cronies could have done it."

"Your little girlfriend got you out, so quit bitching."

"Yeah, but I had to stay in that shit hole over night."

"You're the idiot who bashed that kid and then you had to resist arrest and assault Watson."

"That was an accident."

"The kid wasn't."

"He was asking for it."

"I've seen the kid about town, he didn't look like he'd be asking for it."

"I was in a mood ok, he just happened to be there."

"You stupid fuck, you're risking us all with your irresponsible stupidity."

"I'm sorry ok."

"Until the deal is ready, you're laying low Angelo and by that, I mean you are not leaving this house."

"You can't be serious, I need to see Charlie."

"You are going nowhere near Charlie, Joey or any other cop, do you hear me?" She says in a voice that strikes fear in Angelo. "I won't let you fuck this up Angelo. These guys will be moving in with you to make sure you don't do anything stupid."

Angelo glares at the men who glare right back. Sizing them up, Angelo's shoulders slump when he realises he wouldn't be able to take them.

Martha smiles, satisfied he wouldn't cause any problems, at least for the moment. "You have your little fuck toy in Indi, be satisfied with her for the moment." She turns her back on him, speaking to the other men, "He doesn't leave, you got that?"

"What about the girl?"

"Keep her here with him if you have to and you had better not fuck up."

She leaves them to it. "Care to share her Angelo," one of men chuckles as they watch Indi from the other room.

"She's mine," he shuts the door in their faces. "Fuck."

"Angelo, what's going on?"

"Shut the fuck up Indi." Seeing her scared look, he rushes over to the bed, trying to soothe her. "You're going to have to stay here for a few days, that's all."

Indi smiles, "That's ok, I have no reason to leave."

Angelo sighs inwardly, wondering how he could have been so stupid as to have gotten this brat pregnant.

"You ok, you're looking a little tired," Joey teases as she takes the seat opposite Charlie in the tearoom a few days later.

Charlie grins, "That's your fault."

"My fault?" Joey plays innocent.

"Yes, keeping me up every night and then the mornings for the past three days."

"If I recall, you were the one who started things last night and the other night too and this morning as well." Joey leans forward in her chair, a cheeky grin splitting her face, "I promise you that it's not going to stop, even when we've been together for a long time," she lowers her voice, "So if you want to keep up with me, you need to start excising more." Charlie blushes furiously. "And I don't mean indoor sports either Charlie."

"I run," she mumbles.

"Obviously not enough." She chuckles at Charlie's renewed blush. "And aren't you glad that we put the lock on the door?"

"Extremely," Charlie admits, having averted a couple of embarrassing moments already. "Though Ruby was a little surprised when she crashed into the door, because it wouldn't open."

"I swear, I told her to knock and wait for us to unlock the door," Joey muses.

"Funny, I heard the bit about the knocking, not about the unlocking."

"Oops, my bad then," she grins.

Charlie shakes her head in amusement, still remembering the look of embarrassment and outrage on Ruby's face. "It's a little embarrassing though that my daughter knows when we're making love by the locked door."

"It's not as if we do make love every time it's locked, we do talk or just lie there holding each other."

"Which always leads to more," Charlie points out.

Joey shrugs, unable to argue with that. "Maybe we should change the subject before someone walks in on us here."

"Good idea. How's Georgie?"

"Pregnant and bitchy."

Charlie chuckles, "Other than the pregnant part, that's what she's usually like."

"I'll tell her you said that. She's due back tomorrow, so I'm warning you to expect the worst."

"She's not that bad."

"You don't have to live with her."

"Joey, you've been with me every night since we got back together."

"Yeah, but Graves is still stuck with her and I have to put up with her bitching about Georgie's bitching all day," she complains with a whiny voice.

"Oh, you big baby," she teases as Joey grins back.

"Actually, the breaks done Georgie the world of good, I just hope she remembers to relax once she's back at work." She sits back in her chair, watching Charlie. "Are you getting used to being out?"

"It's funny, other than an odd comment here and there, I really haven't heard anything, at least not when I'm around."

"I've heard comments," Joey says, reaching out and taking Charlie's hand. "People are saying that they've never seen you this happy."

"You've heard that?"

"A couple of times."

"Well they're right, I've never been so happy," Charlie admits, thinking that the last few days with Joey had been the best of her life and was even more grateful that Angelo seemed to be abiding by his bail restrictions. Not caring that they were at work, Charlie moves off her chair to the one next to Joey, her lips finding hers before Joey could say anything.

"This is a bad idea."

"I know," Charlie murmurs against her lips, "But I can't be in a room alone with you for this long and not kiss you." Forgetting about all her talk about professionalism at work, Joey loses herself in the feel of Charlie's soft lips against hers.

A few minutes later, they finally break away, both a little breathless. "God I love you," Joey whispers.

"I love you to," Charlie says, quickly moving back to the other chair before things went too far. "This is hard."

"I know. We should get back to work."

Making herself another coffee, Joey follows Charlie out.

"Sergeant, Detective," Hogan calls out as they pass. "I just got a call from the marine police; a body has been found at the base of the cliffs."

"Suicide?" asks Charlie.

"Too early to say."

"Hogan, they wouldn't happen to know if it was O'Malley, would they?"

Hogan nods, "One of the marine cops thinks it might be him."

"Damn it," Charlie mutters. "Tell them we'll be right there."

"Will do."

"I was hoping he wasn't dead," Charlie says as she and Joey head to the car.

"I know you were."

"Any sign of foul play?" Charlie asks the moment they arrive at the scene.

"Too early to tell Sergeant," the M.E. says while he was crouched over the body. "He's all smashed up."

"So it could be suicide?" Charlie asks, still hoping that they didn't have yet another murder.

The M.E. studies the wounds to the head. "These could have been caused by blunt force trauma, then again, it could easily have been caused by the body hitting the rocks. I won't know for sure until I do an autopsy."

"Ok, thanks."

Charlie walks toward the edge, watching the waves crash against the rocks. "You ok?" Joey asks softly.

"Is it wrong to hope that this was suicide?"

"Of course not."

"We both know that it wasn't, though." Charlie gazes out to sea. "Angelo did this, didn't he?"

"Let's wait until the autopsy."

"Joey, you don't need to spare me."

"I'm not Charlie. Chances are that Angelo murdered him and tossed him over the cliff but until we get the results of the autopsy, this could be murder, suicide or death by misadventure."

"So we wait."

"Yeah, we wait."