Three Kisses

Disclaimer:- Don't own them just borrowing!

Episode:- None

Pairing:- Sandra/Gerry

Rating:- M

Achieve:- . /group/new_tricksff/

Summary:- The first time she was drunk they never spoke of it, the second time he was and it was completely ignored the third time they were both sober and everything changed.

Author's Note:- I told a certain person, you know who you are, about this idea ages ago and they reminded me this week in that will you get on with it sort of way so here it is!

"Sandra stop being so boring it's your birthday we want to take you out come on. It's not often we say you'll not have to spend a penny all night." Gerry sighed leaning against the door frame and watching as she slammed the pen in her hand down on the desk and glared at him.

"How many times do I have to tell you all I don't want to celebrate my birthday why would I want to celebrate getting a year older?" Sandra snapped getting increasingly frustrated with their exaggerated attempts to celebrate her birthday which she knew were purely because they felt guilty that they had yet again forgotten and were only reminded when Strickland arrived with a cheap card and some petrol station flowers at lunch time. She'd been determined that this year she wasn't going to mention it, wasn't going to point out in the days leading up to the date that her birthday as coming just to see how long it would take them to remember, if they remembered at all. She'd still be holding out some vein hope that morning that they had remembered and were just pretending they hadn't but the look of complete bewilderment on their faces when Strickland arrived had burst that bubble. Now she was determined not to let them all off the hook so easily.

"Look we're sorry let us make it up to you. We admit we're shite, we admit we completely fucked up yet again but we want to take you for a curry and ply you full of drink and make your birthday special." Gerry continued giving her his best puppy dog expression and praying it would work. Jack and Brian were staying well out of the line of fire and he had been lumbered with the job of making their collective apologies and persuade her to let them take her out. They'd insisted that he would be the only one who could pull it off, right now though he was pretty convinced that confidence was misplaced. "Even dinner and a drink with three idiots like us has got to be better than paperwork hasn't it? Come on."

"Fine but I get to order the food and you all have to eat it regardless and I want decent wine not that horse piss you normally palm me off with when you're buying." Sandra sighed if the choice was sitting here listening to him prattle on at length about why she should go or actually going and making sure she enjoyed herself while making sure they didn't then she knew which she was going to choose.

"We're on fellas grab your coats lets show the guvnor we might be forgetful pensioners but we still know how to give a girl a good time on her birthday." Gerry shouted triumphantly as she practically heard the collective sigh of relief from the outer office.

"No, I said no! I'm not drunk I can make my own way home I can get a…..one of those things…..with a driver that you pay…a….."

"A taxi is the word you're looking for Sandra and I don't think you are safe to be left to find something that you can't even remember the name of I'll take you home." Gerry laughed. Jack and Brian had already left and now that they were finished their drinks Sandra had decided she wanted to go home too, the thing was that she had been holding them to their word and making sure that she took advantage of the fact they were paying to drink as much as possible in the few hours they'd been out.

"You can't drive either you've had too much to drink too you'd get stopped and lose your….shit I can't remember that word either but you know what I mean we'll both have to go in one of the paying driver things."

"Yes that's what I meant Sandra come on we'll get a cab outside and I'll get you home and make sure you get inside you're going to feel like hell in the morning you realise that don't you?"

"No I'll be fine I told you I'm not drunk!" Sandra replied standing up and feeling distinctly like the world was turning a little too fast as he took her arm and lead her out of the pub and toward the taxi rank at the side of the road. The change in air made her shiver as she pulled her coat a little tighter around his shoulders and for the first time started to think that he may be right she may be a little tipsier than she thought

"Whatever you say Sandra come on bed time definitely."

"Are you proposit…propostoti…..propositioning me?" She giggled leaning a little too close toward him as she spoke and he held his breath wondering if maybe he should say yes just to see what happened next but thinking better of it. She may be but drunk now but she'd be sober in the morning and if she remembered anything he said that was even remotely suggestive she'd make him pay for it for weeks.

"Do I look suicidal no of course I'm not propositioning you I'm just saying you need to get to bed now get in." He laughed gently nudging her into the taxi and sliding in beside her.

"Well why aren't you? I know I'm not exactly the sort of stick insect 19 year old you normally go for but what's wrong with me why would you not want to propos….porpso…fuck it, why wouldn't you try to get me into bed?"

"Sandra you are definitely drunk you don't want me to be trying to get you into bed and there is nothing wrong with you, just the opposite in fact, but I've become quite attached to my balls and if I tried it on with you you'd very quickly have them turned into earrings." Gerry sighed trying to ignore the fact that she was sliding closer toward him on the back seat and he was getting a sympathetic "you can't win here mate" look from the cab driver in the rear view mirror.

"Yeah well maybe I've changed my mind about you I mean you can't be that bad if…." What happened next took her as much by surprise as him as something to do with the combination of how much she'd drunk and the fact it was her birthday and he was being so nice flicked a switch as she leaned toward him kissing him hungrily.

For a second he didn't react then when he did his body seemed to have taken complete control and was acting in spite of the fact every ounce of common sense he'd ever had was screaming at him that she was drunk and that it would never happen if she wasn't and that she would still make him pay regardless of the fact she'd started it. It lasted what seemed like forever as he relented to the persistent urging of her tongue and it tangled with his the kiss being everything he'd always imagined it would be. Finally when she broke away leaning back against the cab seat gasping for breath he took a second to regain his composure before turning toward her.

"Well that was…." He began waiting for her to open her eyes and say something until he realised she was snuffling quietly and had clearly been so floored by what she'd just done that she'd immediately fallen asleep.

"We're here mate you need a hand getting her out of the car?" The drive said quietly as Gerry shook his head and paid the fare. "Ok well good luck with that one looks like one of you is going to have a lot of explaining to do when she wakes up again."

"Yeah no kidding." Gerry sighed grabbing her handbag from the floor and going round to her side of the car gently shaking her until she was conscious enough to stand putting his arm around her shoulder and letting her rest her head on his. "Come on Sandra now you really do need to get to bed." He continued as they reached the door and he rooted around in her handbag looking for her keys not sure if he was hoping she'd remember what just happened when she woke up or was really hoping she wouldn't