Disclaimer I do not own Law and Order Uk or anything related to it. All belongs to Kudos, ITV1 and the original writers. No copyright infringement intended nor should be inferred. This story was written after seeing the trailer from the new series. I didn't see the first episode because Sky + decided not to tape it. Some characters that weren't in the episode ie Natalie, Alesha and Matt may appear.

In these arms.

The pub was a place to think. His father had told him that. He knew that his old man had liked a drink or two. Or three. It was what lead to his parents getting divorced when he was eleven. He was on his own, it didn't matter if he obliterated a few brain cells in the process. The barmaid frowned slightly as he tugged his tie loose and picked up the glass one more time.

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"I'm worried about that boy." Natalie sighed as she listened to Ronnie on the other end of the phone. Ronnie frowned, wondering which one of the team were worrying her this time. "I mean, I am supposed to go on this course. I wanted you to be the one acting up when I was out of the picture but you know that was out of my hands."

"I know." Ronnie nodded. "Look, don't worry about this place. You just concentrate on your course. And he's only acting DI. It's still your department."

"Yeah." Natalie sighed. "But this train crash."

"Bad. Tragic I know but we got to the bottom of it." Ronnie sighed.

"Yeah, I know." She looked away. "But think about it. All those people on that train. Those that died, their families. Kids were on that train."

"God, don't. It's enough to make me wanna go back on the drink." He pushed his glasses further up his nose. Natalie raised an eyebrow. "But I wont." Ronnie could practically sense the look on her face. He hoped she knew he wasn't serious.

"What I mean to say is Matt goes home to Alesha. Angie has her little girl and we sit here and put the world to rights. Even the CPS boys have their other halfs and someone to talk to. Who does Sam have? That girl died in his arms. It's knocked him for six, I can tell you that now."

"You think he's not coping." Ronnie frowned. The Sam he knew was always loud, confident and cocky - a lot like Matt when they had first met up. Natalie shrugged her shoulders. "I'll keep my eye on that boy."

"You'll have to. There's no one else there that can. Matt may intend to but with Alesha being ill recently and the baby." She looked out of the window wishing she was in wet and rainy London rather than the wet and windy Manchester. The only compensation was she knew she'd be back in London as soon as the course was finished. "I wont be back for a while."

"I know." Ronnie closed his eyes, he hated the way circumstances were splitting the team up. He began to wonder how much longer the Met would have specialised unit like theirs. "I'll head down to his local, see if I can find him."

"Thanks Ron." Natalie smiled slightly. "Let me know, yeah?"

"Yeah." Ronnie ended the call before picking up his coat and heading out of his house.

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Alesha threw her coat over the banister and walked into the living room of her apartment to see Matt sat on the floor with Cameron and most of his toys. The little boy looked up and smiled as she walked into the room.

"Hi." She smiled as Cameron grinned at her. His one tooth showing now visible when he smiled at her.

"Hi." Matt got to his feet and kissed her. "You ok?"

"I've just spent two hours looking through the reports from the train crash. Jake is still there." She shook her head sadly. "It's just. I mean." She closed her eyes as Matt pulled her into a hug. She rested her head against his chest and sighed. "I can't help thinking what if it was you? What if you were on the train that day and I was left behind like some of those families."

"Oh Lesh." He kissed her hair as Cameron looked on, oblivious as to why his parents were so upset. Matt held her a little tighter, determined that she would never find out how those bereaved relatives felt. "It's ok. It will be ok." He whispered as she held him.

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The rain had given way to the hazy sunshine as he walked the streets of North London. He knew that there were only a few places the new boy on the team would be. After failing to find him at his flat or at his local pub the one near the police station was his only option. If Sam wasn't there he had no idea where to look. Pushing the bar door open he stepped into the thick carpet of the Pig and Whistle just as the bar man nodded to where Sam was sat nursing another whiskey.

"Sam." Ronnie stood next to him. "You don't need that."

"She died."

"I know son." Ronnie sighed as he realised the drink in Sam's hand was not his first. Or his second. "You don't need that."

"I need to forget."

"No you don't and that is not the way to do it." Ronnie frowned slightly. "You know that."

"I need to sleep." Sam kept his eyes on the amber liquid swirling in his glass. "I just need to forget."

"No, you need to deal with what has happened and move on. You are a good copper, Sam. You know that. You don't need to waste it all by drowning yourself in this." He nodded to the glass. Sam placed it back on the bar.

"How do you do it?"

"What? Deal with what's happened? Once I'd have done what you are doing now."

"And?"

"And it didn't work. It nearly cost me everything. My career, my sanity and my relationship with my girls. Now, you don't want that. You don't need to lose contact with that boy of yours. You could be DI in a couple of years. Don't throw it away."

"She was just a kid." Sam sighed. "She was in my arms. She trusted me."

"Yeah she did."

"She died." Sam knew he was rambling. Ronnie just hoped he could get through to him. "She was in my arms and she wanted me to save her. I didn't. She died."

"She did. And it is not your fault." Ronnie watched as Sam shrugged. "Listen to me. It was not your fault. She died, yeah. It's a tragedy. One that you had no part in causing. Ever thought you were the one that made that girl's last few minutes on Earth tolerable? That you gave her a bit of hope."

"False hope."

"But hope none the less. Now, come on. Let's get you out of here." He picked up Sam's coat and led him out of the pub wondering if he would be able to stop the younger copper making the same mistakes he did.

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A/n probably a one shot. Back to Revelations soon. Please review.