This is my first fan fic so can you please read and review! This story is probably quite rubbish but it's what I wanted to write about. All characters belong to ITV, I wish that they were mine but I'm not that good.

It's a Tuesday evening in Maryhill Police Station, Glasgow. Robbie and Jackie finishing off some case notes by themselves.

She's been distant all day. Jackie Reid, one of the few people that I truly care about is upset. I need to know why.

DI Robbie Ross wandered over to the Detective Sergeant, that was away in a world of her own.

"What's wrong Jackie?"

"What…Oh nothing."

Robbie was becoming impatient, "Jackie I've known you for god knows how long, so what's the matter?"

Jackie shifted uncomfortably in her chair and looked at the floor, tears started to roll down her face.

Do I tell him that I'm being chucked out of my flat and that I've got nowhere to go? She thought. Or do I tell him that I've wanted to snog his face off for the past ten years? The first one might sound a bit more sensible.

"That arse of a landlord wants to sell my flat and I don't have anywhere to go because I have no family. My life is screwed up big time and on this occasion it's nobody's fault but my own!"

He edged closer to her and put his finger underneath her chin. She tried to avoid eye contact at all costs but it didn't work, "I never thought I'd see the day, Jackie Reid with real tears coming out of her eyes."

"Robbie! This isn't some sort of joke, this is my life!"

"It wasn't supposed to be a joke. It was just an observation."

"Well please keep your observations to yourself in future!"

"When have you got your flat until?"

"Friday but he wants me ready by Thursday."

After a little pause Robbie made her an offer, "Look, I know somewhere that you could stay until you've found somewhere else, that's if you'll let me help you."

"Where is it?" Jackie was becoming suspicious of his motives.

"It's a surprise!"

"Well, I guess I will have to agree won't I?"

"I'm afraid so!" Robbie looked at her, she had started to smile slightly after his last comment.

Fuck. He's saw me grinning. What have I done? I can't just move into somewhere that I have never been in before, can I?

They both finished off the their case notes in silence, while stealing cheeky, little glances at each other. They didn't even notice that they had no idea what they were writing, until they had to cross out a page's worth of notes each

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The next again afternoon Robbie was informing the other guys in his team, DCI Matt Burke and DC Stuart Fraser, about his idea for Jackie.

"Swear you won't tell her where it is!"

"I will if you know exactly what you're doing." Matt knew his reputation with women and he was worried for Jackie's sake. She had been through so much with Brian and then there was the time when she had a fling with Professor Sean Murray, in the middle of the investigation. She didn't have the best of luck with romance.

Jackie meanwhile, was returning with the coffee that she was ordered to collect.

"If I was the detective type, I would be very wary of what you boys were talking about." when she eventually returned from the canteen.

Robbie replied, "I was only asking if they were available to help tomorrow after work."

Jackie had temporarily forgotten about their agreement, "What's happening tomorrow?"

"The whole thing about you having to move out."

"Oh yeah. Sorry, my brains not really working properly today."

"So is everyone alright for about 7 o'clock?"

A chorus of voices all went, "Yes, Robbie."

After a couple of minutes they were still discussing her life so she got a little bit annoyed, "Are we actually planning to do any work today or are we going to just stand around, talking about my problems?" she mock glared at them to lighten the moment.

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It was Thursday at 7 o'clock in the evening, Jackie and Robbie got into his car while the other two got into Matt's. They quickly got all of Jackie's neatly packed boxes out of her hall and into the boots of the two cars.

Jackie and Robbie's journey was completely silent up until the point when he stopped his car.

"Your palace awaits."

"You must be joking!"

"Why would I joke about this Jackie?"

"No way on this Earth am I moving into your flat!"

"Well where else have you got?"

"I would rather sleep on the streets, thank you very much."

"Two reasons why you shouldn't sleep on the Glaswegian streets. First you would get stabbed in under an hour and secondly you wouldn't have enough space to put all your junk."

She had to giggle a bit at that, "It isn't junk, I just have a lot of keepsakes."

"So are you coming in or not Sergeant Reid?" he was obviously teasing her so she fought back.

"I think I may have to, Inspector."