A/N: Set in S01E01.
Clive smiles at the NG for not guilty, scrawled in lipstick on Martha's brief. That's his girl.
Seeing Martha has reminded him that her nightie is currently in his drawer, sealed in a jiffy bag. He hasn't been able to bring himself to return it since that night in Nottingham, it being the only proof that what happened had in fact happened. The longer he left it the more awkward the prospect of returning it became. He could hardly whip it out when they were in court together or surrounded by colleagues in chambers. At last he had decided to simply leave it in her pigeonhole at the end of the day. Nice and discreet, and Martha can either acknowledge it or carry on acting like nothing happened. He suspects it will be the latter.
"Are you alright?" asks Kate, coming over to stand behind him. He holds up Martha's brief to show the verdict.
"A successful day all round, then," says Kate. "Come on, have another drink."
He nods and goes to pour himself another drink, Martha's lipstick still somehow etched on his mind.