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Father's Instincts.

"I do not like this one bit." Gerry stated as they walked along the street. The cold November air was begining to get to him. Sandra raised an eyebrow as she shoved her hands in her pockets in a bid to stay warm.

"Neither do I."

"Did you believe a word she said?"

"No." Sandra sighed, unlocking her car she turned to face Gerry. "But just because I don't believe him doesn't mean the CPS wont either. We need evidence, Gerry."

"I know, I know." He shook his head. "It's just, he's a doctor yeah? A doctor shouldn't give you the creeps surely? That neighbour seemed to think he is a right weirdo."

"I see what you mean, but Gerry. Strickland is going to have a field day if we arrest a doctor on just gut instinct. I'll get Brian to do a bit more digging into the good doctor and see what Steve has come up with."

"Yeah." Gerry agreed as he looked back towards the small house they had just left. "Right, Paula."

"Come on then." Sandra smiled as she started the engine.

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"This place used to be a private hospital." Jack stated as the care assistant took his blood pressure. The young girl smiled and nodded as Jack rested his head back in thought. "You wouldn't have been old enough in those days. I bet you don't remember it."

"No." She replied. "I'm only 20 now. Just waiting to go to uni for my nurse training."

"Ah." Jack knew there was no point in persuing any line of inquiry with the young woman. It seemed he really was going to have to leave the interviews up to the rest of the team, despite how much he hated it.

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"PAULA!" Gerry banged on the door as the light at the end of the hallway told him someone was still up.

"Gerry, you'll wake the little one up." Sandra huffed.

"Where's Steve when you need to break in?" Gerry huffed. It was becoming well known that Steve McAndrew was not exactly whiter than white. Lock picking being one of his famous not so legal skills.

"Paula will answer." Sandra hoped she sounded more confident than she felt. Gerry mumbled something under his breath as she rolled her eyes. Seconds later she was staring through the living room window. "Gerry? Stay out here."

"What!" Gerry huffed.

"Please." Sandra slipped off her high heeled boot and smashed the window. Seconds later she had the front door unlocked. "Please just stay here."

"No bloody chance of that." He huffed as Sandra opened the door.

"Ok then. But you go upstairs. Get your grandson. I'll look for Paula." She walked into the unfamiliar house as Gerry fought the urge to be sick. He looked up as he sensed someone watching him.

"Hello you." Gerry smiled up at the little boy. "You ok?"

"Yes." Little Gerry looked terrified. "Where's Mum?"

"Sandra. You remember Sandra?" Gerry asked as he held out his hand. Little Gerry nodded. "She's gone to talk to her. That's all. Now, ow about you and me go and get your slippers and go and sit in Sandra's car? Eh? Might even stretch to a McDonalds."

"Something has happened." The little boy sighed. "You always promise me a takeaway when something has happened." Gerry closed his eyes, wondering when the little boy had become so wise. He opened them to see Sandra emerge from the living room. She looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"No." Gerry stared at her as she raised her hand to stop him going into the room. One earl glued to her mobile phone. "Ambulance please."

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Brian threw his cycle helmet on the desk as Steve pulled his chair out. Scampi yawmed before finally leaving his basket.

"We are getting no where with this." Steve stated.

"You don't sound the defeatist type." Brian announced as he sat down.

"Normally no, but I don't see how we are ever going to solve this young girl's murder." He ran a hand over his face in defeat. The phone on Brian's desk sprang into life. Seconds later Brian was listeingin to a clearly upset Sandra.

"Ok, yes. I'll tell him. I'm sure Esther and I can look after little Gerry for the moment." He stood and pulled on his coat. He hung up as Steve stared at him in disbelief.

"Gerry's daughter. Paula. She's on her way to hospital."

"What happened?" Steve frowned.

"Sandra and Gerry went to interview the doctor. When he wasn't there they spoke to Mrs Arnold. After that they went to see Paula and found her in the living room, beaten up quite badly. Little Gerry was there but it seems the little boy hadn't heard anything."

"Well, thank God for small mercies." Steve grabbed his car keys. "Well, what you waiting for man? Come on."

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A/N More soon x