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In the beginning

Ros stared in the small mirror above the bathroom sink and sighed. It had been a long day. Everything had changed. Her little electronic security business was never going to be the same again. She knew that. Nick Beckett had landed in her life and figuratively put a bomb under her world. Sighing she removed the last of her make up. She was exhausted, over tired her mum would have said. Things had happened so quickly she had trouble catching up. In the space of a week she had helped a former government employee break back into the Hive to clear his name. Ed had literally risked his life and they had set up a whole new team. She threw the cotton wool she was using into the trash as she thought about the two men in her life.

"Crazy." Ros whispered at her reflection as she grabbed a hairband to try to tame her unruly curls. Wandering back to the living room she found a note from her best friend. Smiling she picked up the small piece of paper.

"Left sleeping beauty on the sofa. Lock your windows - you never know who else likes to do impressions of Spider-Man. Don't do anything I wouldn't do x"

Ros rolled her eyes before shoving the note into her jeans pocket. It was late, she could hardly blame Ed for bailing on her. The more immediate problem was the 6ft bloke currently looking very uncomfortable on the two-seater sofa.

"Nick?"

She whispered as she crossed the room. He had been through so much in the last few days it seemed unreal.

"Nick? Beckett?"

He slept on regardless , his garish tie loosened to allow him to undo the top button of his equally garish shirt made him look younger than his years. Sighing heavily Ros knelt down, slipped his shoes off before standing to cover him with the throw she had kept over the chair. Yawning she watched him for a moment, completely relaxed and unguarded there was nothing to suggest the man in front of her had been looking for a way to clear his name for the last few days. That he had lost everything he had known.

"Sleep well Nick."

Ros touched his face gently before standing to retreat to her own bedroom. She turned the light off, leaving him in darkness. Standing in the doorway she watched as Nick lay sleeping peacefully. She didn't know what would become of them, she had no idea what the dark haired man would come to mean to her and the changes in her life but she knew it was going to the beginning of something pretty special.

Xxxxx

A/N a reworking of an old story. Please review