The end of Liam and Natasha's first shift soon came to an end and they both met up in the staffroom, Liam walked towards Natasha and put his arms around her waist, kissing her softly. Natasha smiled under the kiss and pulled away quickly as someone walked in. It was Fletch and Tom. "You two coming for a drink?" Fletch asked as he got his stuff from his locker.

Natasha shrugged, "I dunno, your Mum's got the kids."

"She can watch them for a few hours. She loves having them" Liam said with a smile

Fletch grinned at them both, "Meet us all outside in 10."

Liam nodded and turned to Natasha, "Give us a chance to get to know our new colleagues."

Natasha nodded and rested her head on Liam's chest. "I'd better get changed then hadn't I?"

Liam nodded and took his shirt off, "Yup." He pulled his t-shirt over his spiky black hair. Natasha winked at him before leaving the staffroom and heading to the toilets.

Liam walked outside and stood with Zoe, "You coming for a drink?"

Zoe shook her head, "I've got Charlie to look after."

Liam sighed, "Where is he now?"

"With Louise and Daniel, they're both off work so they took him and Scarlett out after Nursery."

"It's not the same without you Zo'."

Zoe smiled at him, "You're so much like your Dad it's unreal."

Liam shook his head, "You're like the 5th person that's said that to me today. I nipped up to see Elliot before and both him and Jac said the same thing. I don't know whether to take it as a compliment or an insult." He chuckled

Zoe smiled and threw her cigarette on the floor, "Right I better go get whinge bag before Danny loses it with him again. I'll see you late." She waved and walked off to her car.

Liam waved back before pulling his cigarettes out of his pocket and lighting one. Natasha walked up behind him and slipped her arms around his waist from behind. Liam put his cigs and lighter back in his pocket before taking her hands in his and turning to face her, "Come on then babes. Let's go for that much needed drink." He slipped his hand into hers as they walked towards the pub.

Fletch jogged up to them with Lloyd and Tom, "So its you two that are the couple then?"

Liam looked at him with the confusion

"People were saying that you were Jordan's secret wife." Fletch said pointing to Natasha.

Natasha shook her head quickly, "Ewww no. I've knew Nick since I was a kid. That's just wrong." She chuckled.

Tom smiled at them both, "So you two married or what?"

Liam nodded, "10 years now."

"Why how old are you both?"

"I'm 32 and Tasha's 30." Liam said as he stroked her hand

"Woah so your Dad was only young then?"

"Christ what is this? This is your life?" Liam chuckled and held the door open for Tasha.

...

After many drinks and many dances most of the staff had left, just leaving Fletch, Liam, Tasha, Lloyd, Tom and Sam. Tom and Sam were stood at the bar getting the round in whilst Lloyd and Fletch were in deep drunken conversation. As Tom and Sam made their way back to the table they spotted Liam and Tasha on the chair. Tasha was sat on Liam's knee locked in a passionate kiss, Liam had his hands wandering up her back, under her top. Tom coughed slightly, "Erm Liam, your pints here mate."

Liam didn't break from the kiss but just put his thumb up to Tom, who chuckled in return. "He really is just like his Mr Jordan isn't he?"

Fletch looked up as he heard Tom and wolf whistled at the pair, this caused Tasha to pull back and go very red, "Get a room." Fletch shouted towards them.

Liam chuckled as Tasha sat back on the chair next to him.

...

Liam and Tasha waved off their colleagues as they got in the taxi home, Tasha rested her head on Liam's shoulder and her hand on his leg, "First night alone in just over 4 years."

Liam grunted a reply, too drunk to form a word. The taxi pulled up outside their house Tasha paid the driver and helped Liam out of the back, she opened the door and lay him on the couch. She then headed for the stairs, annoyed at how drunk Liam actually was.

She reached the top of the stairs when she heard heaving coming from downstairs, "Babe!" Liam shouted groggily up to her, "I'm gonna be..." He heaved again before throwing up on the floor, "Sick."

Tasha sighed and walked down the stairs, "You're worse than Michael sometime Liam and he's 4!"

Liam moaned to himself and suddenly threw up again.

"Well there goes our plans for our night alone!" Tasha muttered.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it :) Just so people know aswell the picture used for this fic of the guy in the white blazer is supposed to be Liam :P