Over the filming the next few episodes of the show they made little progress in the case, barely having any time to talk to their suspects. Kirsten and Cameron had become favourites on the show, their arguing whilst cooking dinner providing a more realistic view of cooking with most couples according to reviewers. To Linus and Camille however it was clear that there was an undercurrent between the pair. No matter how Camille sprang questions on either of them no more information was available. Kirsten always gave her a blank look and Cameron just muttered to himself before walking away.

Cameron was already in bed by the time Kirsten headed into the room. Camille and Linus had been round for tea to help them perfect their next dish for the show. Or what they really meant was get cooked food and watch someone else's TV. It had been a fun night but she really wished Camille would drop the questions. She wasn't ready to talk about it with her yet, besides she really wanted to talk about it with Cameron first. But she didn't know how to bring it up. Yes shed kissed him but it was what had happened after that. She'd never really felt awkward until now. Normally she just went a head and said what she thought and damn the consequences. But this time the consequences were all too real and she wasn't sure she could deal with what the fallout might be. She had finally learnt what it was to have friends and she didn't want to loose Cameron if she said or did the wrong thing.

"You ok gumdrop? Just so you know I'm fairly certain nothing in that draw will bite. I was in their earlier and it was just shirts." His voice startled her back into reality. Flushing slightly she realised she'd clearly been standing staring at the draw for a long time. He normally didn't make an issue of her lack of time perception knowing it could be embarrass her, so who knew she'd been lost in her thoughts. Grabbing a shirt out of the draw she headed into the bathroom to change, cursing as she noticed the flush across her cheeks. Slipping into the shirt she hoped he wasn't going to make an issue of her distraction. This case had lead to things getting very complicated fast.

Heading back into the bedroom one look at her face told her that he was worried. Crawling into bed she realised for the first time what shirt she had on. Or more accurately whose shirt she had on. Cameron knew ever since his 'death' that if she were upset or just in need of comfort she would grab one of his shirts to wear. The oversized shirt was always soft and gave off a smell that soothed her.

"Tonight was good."

"Sure if you count curdling coconut milk being good."

"Hey it was one time! Plus I think it was worth it just to see Linus' face."

A small laugh escaped her as he pulled an approximation of Linus' reaction.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He changed subjects so fast it practically gave her whiplash.

"I..." She had some many thoughts but for once in her life she thought before saying them. She didn't want to loose him. One wrong word and he would be gone forever. She'd felt what it was like to live life without him once; she never wanted to do it again.

"Hey it's fine. Just know I'm here when you're ready." He sighed gently, switching out the light.

Nodding even though he couldn't see it in the dark she took comfort for his presence in the dark, his breath gentle on the back of her neck, proving he was alive and well.

It wasn't long after he'd switched the light out that Kirsten was asleep. Whatever was bothering her, and he could make a good guess what, was making her so tense it was tiring her out. He didn't want to push her but not talking about it was clearly making things worse. If she regretted it then all she had to do was say so, he could take it. As he lay pondering how he could reduce the awkwardness between them Kirsten slowly rolled over and laid her head against his chest. He felt her whole body relax as she cuddled in closer to him.

"I don't regret it you know." He murmured into her hair. "If you regret it it's fine. You just shocked me. When you asked about this kiss and afterwards. If you don't want to talk about it I understand I don't want things to be awkward between us. If friends is all we can be then I'm happy with that. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." Sighing he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, before settling down to sleep, completely unaware that he'd just been overheard.

"The competition keeps heating up with this week's challenge being even more difficult. To find out what our couples are cooking this week lets hear from one of the Judges Jan."

"This week we want our contestants to produce a healthy meal. Now we're leaving the definition of healthy up to our couples but we would like at least two dishes."

Kirsten rolled her eyes at Cameron following that announcement. There was no doubt that he was the more knowledgeable on health food but she still remembered that smoothie.

"It needs to be edible Cameron." She didn't want him getting too carried away.

"Hey I'm a good cook. Besides kale is healthy."

"I'm not saying you're not but I remember the last time you made stuff with kale."

"It wasn't that bad!" He protested.

She didn't bother replying to him; just looked.

"Fine. I've got a different recipe for a smoothie king hitch I think you'll like. Will you grab some bananas and chop them?" Ignoring MM's gesturing at the cameraman to follow her she grabbed the required items. Ever since the public had loved their banter there seemed to be a camera following them all the time, which was just annoying. As she headed back from the stores she got a flash of a memory of Natasha doing a similar challenge. What registered with her this time was that she hadn't seen the store cupboard before. She'd just assumed that it was the one they were using when filming but there was some clear differences.

"I think I've found something." She hissed to Cameron as she returned.

"That's great cupcake. But I'm not sure mint will really work with the pancakes." He replied while beating a batter. Leaning into kiss her he whispered, "later", eyes flickering towards the camera that had moved in for a close up of the kiss. Nodding her agreement she followed his directions. At least now they had a lead.

"Doing healthy pancakes was inspired. And adding just a small amount of chocolate to keep it healthy but being a little bit naughty, fantastic! The viewers are going to love that one." Dave enthused as they made their way off the set. Cameron's food had received rave reviews but she'd barely taken it in. As god as she was they were still in the competition, something she wasn't examining too carefully knowing deep down it was more to do with who she was with than anything else, she was impatient to find this store cupboard. The lack of leads and frustrated her and now she had one all she wanted to do was follow it.

As Dave rattled on Cameron began patting down his pockets.

"I must have forgot my phone. I'll just be a minute." He apologised giving her a look.

"I'll come with you. I think I know where it is." She offered after a minute, finally catching on to his meaning.

Once out of earshot he turned to her:

"I got a message from Camille, at the time of the murder Jan was on live TV so it can't be her."

"At least we're narrowing them down." She sighed. "I think something happened in a store room here. When I saw it at first I thought it was just part of her memories of the show but now I'm not so sure."

"Well let's go check it out Cookie."

"Cookie?"

"Yeah that one sounded better in my head."

"Where do you get them from?"

Half an hour later and apart from dodging an irate MM they had nothing to show for their search.

"It's got to be here somewhere!" She grumbled, kicking a small bucket on the floor.

"Hey. We'll find it." Cameron gently rubbed her shoulders. "Let's finish this corridor then go home. We can come with a plan and check again." Inhaling his unique scent allowed her to relax momentarily before they continued down the corridor. As they reached the last door to check, they found it locked.

"What are you doing?" Cameron stuttered as Kirsten bent down to examine the lock.

"Unlocking it."

"Where did you… Camille." He uttered her name like a curse. "What if someone comes along and sees us?"

"I'm sure they'll jump to their own conclusions." She looked up in time to see him blush as he caught her meaning. Before he could make any comment other than stuttering the door swung open to reveal the storeroom from Natasha's memories.

"This is it. But why would it be locked?"

Shrugging Cameron stepped into the room with Kirsten beside him. They both came to a stop as they spotted movement.

"You?" They exclaimed together.

Sorry this chapter is later than I planned. I normally write on the train to work but last week my week was shorter and the train journeys busier than normal so I didn't get chance to write.