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Davina gave Lisa a small smile. “Thank you, Lisa. You’ve been terribly understanding and kind.” She sipped at her tea, letting the warmth glide through her. She was exhausted, and she was positive Daniel was as well. “Do you think I could borrow an old tee to sleep in? Something on the verge of binning,” she laughed. “I need to wash up a bit first. We have had quite the day, yeah?”

She found the ice bag Lisa had made for her, and gingerly placed it on her face. “Fuck,” she muttered. “I don’t know why I’m bothering. But it does relax me a bit, odd as that sounds. “We should get to bed.”

She didn’t stop to think how that sounded. Of course, she didn’t mean together, for fuck’s sake.

Probably not the best idea to take pain medication with whisky, but needs must. It wasn’t as though she’d be driving. She shook a couple of pills from the bottle, then set the bottle in front of him with a pointed look. “Your turn.”

She took the glass he’d put down and gulped down the pills and a bit of the whisky. She looked over at Lisa. “You know, I don’t mind taking the sofa. I don’t want to displace anyone from their bed.” She picked up the tea, letting her hands wrap around the warmth. “None of this is how I pictured my first day on the job in London to go. I hope you don’t think badly of me for anything I’ve done or said today.”

She took a small sip, almost sighing at how soothing the hot tea felt in her throat. “Now that’s a proper cuppa.”

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Probably not the best idea to take pain medication with whisky, but needs must. It wasn’t as though she’d be driving. She shook a couple of pills from the bottle, then set the bottle in front of him with a pointed look. “Your turn.”

She took the glass he’d put down and gulped down the pills and a bit of the whisky. She looked over at Lisa. “You know, I don’t mind taking the sofa. I don’t want to displace anyone from their bed.” She picked up the tea, letting her hands wrap around the warmth. “None of this is how I pictured my first day on the job in London to go. I hope you don’t think badly of me for anything I’ve done or said today.”

She took a small sip, almost sighing at how soothing the hot tea felt in her throat. “Now that’s a proper cuppa.”

Davina stood there a moment, smiling at the photograph of her parents, Daniel, and his wife. She was very beautiful, and Davina could see where Lisa’s looks came from. She turned back to Daniel. “I’m so glad to know that you thought highly enough of my mam and dad to keep that picture.”

She followed him through to the kitchen, feeling that urge to sit down again. “Do you think I might trouble you for some paracetamol? You should probably take some yourself, you know.” She hadn’t forgotten that he was still healing from being shot.

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Davina stood there a moment, smiling at the photograph of her parents, Daniel, and his wife. She was very beautiful, and Davina could see where Lisa’s looks came from. She turned back to Daniel. “I’m so glad to know that you thought highly enough of my mam and dad to keep that picture.”

She followed him through to the kitchen, feeling that urge to sit down again. “Do you think I might trouble you for some paracetamol? You should probably take some yourself, you know.” She hadn’t forgotten that he was still healing from being shot.

Davina was too bemused by the combination of father and daughter to protest the notion of staying over. “Thank you, it’s probably for the best. I appreciate it.”

As they were walking through the hallway, a photograph caught her eye, well, the eye that wasn’t rapidly swelling shut. She stopped and stared at it a moment. “Oh my God, when was this taken? You have my parents on your wall!” Both men looked handsome in their uniforms, and their wives were done up in their best finery. “This is the annual banquet, isn’t it? My mam has this same photograph on her wall. I had forgotten all about this photo.”

She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. “Do you think you might top off my tea with a wee dram of whisky? No reason we can’t have both.”

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Davina was too bemused by the combination of father and daughter to protest the notion of staying over. “Thank you, it’s probably for the best. I appreciate it.”

As they were walking through the hallway, a photograph caught her eye, well, the eye that wasn’t rapidly swelling shut. She stopped and stared at it a moment. “Oh my God, when was this taken? You have my parents on your wall!” Both men looked handsome in their uniforms, and their wives were done up in their best finery. “This is the annual banquet, isn’t it? My mam has this same photograph on her wall. I had forgotten all about this photo.”

She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. “Do you think you might top off my tea with a wee dram of whisky? No reason we can’t have both.”

The ice was helping her to focus a bit more, as well as numbing the worst of the pain. Gingerly, she got to her feet, and offered him a hand. “C’mon, old Weeg,” she muttered. “I think I’ve imposed long enough. I won’t even put up a fuss about an Uber or a taxi.”

She helped him to his feet, but she did hold onto his arm as she got her bearings. At least the room wasn’t spinning. “Do I remember something about a cuppa being mentioned? I’m fucking dying of thirst.” She’d dropped an f bomb in front of her brand new boss. Well, that was just brilliant.

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The ice was helping her to focus a bit more, as well as numbing the worst of the pain. Gingerly, she got to her feet, and offered him a hand. “C’mon, old Weeg,” she muttered. “I think I’ve imposed long enough. I won’t even put up a fuss about an Uber or a taxi.”

She helped him to his feet, but she did hold onto his arm as she got her bearings. At least the room wasn’t spinning. “Do I remember something about a cuppa being mentioned? I’m fucking dying of thirst.” She’d dropped an f bomb in front of her brand new boss. Well, that was just brilliant.

“Right now, you could tell me the sky is full of purple polka dots, and I’d believe it. I don’t think I hit my head, but I couldn’t swear to it.” She closed her eyes and tried to breathe slowly to combat the sudden nausea filling her belly. “I’m not looking for a bloke. I’ve sworn off men for now. That’s a story for another day when I’m not bleeding in your loo. But objectively speaking, you are a very handsome man. Distinguished. I doubt I’d smack you.”

She shut her mouth, at least for a moment. Then she looked him in the eyes. “I feel funny. Do I still have all my teeth?” She grinned a slightly maniacal smile at him, to see if she’d damaged something other than her nose. “Do you think I could have a wee bag of ice please?”

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“Right now, you could tell me the sky is full of purple polka dots, and I’d believe it. I don’t think I hit my head, but I couldn’t swear to it.” She closed her eyes and tried to breathe slowly to combat the sudden nausea filling her belly. “I’m not looking for a bloke. I’ve sworn off men for now. That’s a story for another day when I’m not bleeding in your loo. But objectively speaking, you are a very handsome man. Distinguished. I doubt I’d smack you.”

She shut her mouth, at least for a moment. Then she looked him in the eyes. “I feel funny. Do I still have all my teeth?” She grinned a slightly maniacal smile at him, to see if she’d damaged something other than her nose. “Do you think I could have a wee bag of ice please?”

“In hindsight, I probably should have called a uniform first, not waded in like an avenging angel,” she murmured, following his advice. “I’m sure I’m going to have quite the shiner tomorrow.”

Not one to hold back, she began to ponder on the things his daughter had said. “Does your daughter think I’m your bird? Boy, has she got the wrong end of the stick. I mean, you’re absolutely gorgeous, but you’re my superior officer. Not that it hasn’t been known to happen. Oh God, I need to shurrup now.”

The pain was starting to kick in. Really kick in. “I’m a first class moron. No wonder I’m a DS. I have all the instincts of a rookie.”

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“In hindsight, I probably should have called a uniform first, not waded in like an avenging angel,” she murmured, following his advice. “I’m sure I’m going to have quite the shiner tomorrow.”

Not one to hold back, she began to ponder on the things his daughter had said. “Does your daughter think I’m your bird? Boy, has she got the wrong end of the stick. I mean, you’re absolutely gorgeous, but you’re my superior officer. Not that it hasn’t been known to happen. Oh God, I need to shurrup now.”

The pain was starting to kick in. Really kick in. “I’m a first class moron. No wonder I’m a DS. I have all the instincts of a rookie.”

The adrenaline was starting to drain, and she was doing her best not to bleed on his floor. She heard all the words his daughter was saying, but they weren’t making any sense to her. Later, she would replay that conversation in her head and probably blush bright red. She had her head back to try to stop the bleeding, which was the worst thing she could do.

“I uh… I think I need to sit down. I’m feeling a bit dizzy.” She slowly lowered her head so she could look around, trying to find something to hold on to. The bleeding had slowed a little, but she was holding her hand under her nose to try and keep from dripping. She could see a dining table and chairs nearby, so she started to walk that way, her steps just a bit wibbly-wobbly.

After what seemed like an eternity, she lowered herself into a chair, doing her best not to panic at how much blood she was shedding. “Hell of a first impression, yeah?”

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The adrenaline was starting to drain, and she was doing her best not to bleed on his floor. She heard all the words his daughter was saying, but they weren’t making any sense to her. Later, she would replay that conversation in her head and probably blush bright red. She had her head back to try to stop the bleeding, which was the worst thing she could do.

“I uh… I think I need to sit down. I’m feeling a bit dizzy.” She slowly lowered her head so she could look around, trying to find something to hold on to. The bleeding had slowed a little, but she was holding her hand under her nose to try and keep from dripping. She could see a dining table and chairs nearby, so she started to walk that way, her steps just a bit wibbly-wobbly.

After what seemed like an eternity, she lowered herself into a chair, doing her best not to panic at how much blood she was shedding. “Hell of a first impression, yeah?”

Strangely enough, Davina was smiling. She was running on adrenaline. She held onto the idiot mugger, then handed him off when the uniforms got there. She took a minute to check on the young woman, who was shaken up, but calm. She’d put up her own good fight.

“I’m brilliant. One less scumbag off the streets,” she laughed. She knew she’d be in pain later., but it was worth it. However, she realized she was bleeding. “I don’t want to get blood in your car. It’s so terribly clean. Do you have a handkerchief I can borrow? I promise I’ll wash it and return it.”

She made sure the uniforms were going to take the statement of the victim, and also let them know to charge him with assaulting an officer. They offered to get paramedics for her, but she refused. All she needed was an ice pack. Soon enough, they were free to go.

Once she was back in the driver’s seat, she turned to Daniel. “I didn’t plan on making that detour, but I couldn’t let it go.”

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Strangely enough, Davina was smiling. She was running on adrenaline. She held onto the idiot mugger, then handed him off when the uniforms got there. She took a minute to check on the young woman, who was shaken up, but calm. She’d put up her own good fight.

“I’m brilliant. One less scumbag off the streets,” she laughed. She knew she’d be in pain later., but it was worth it. However, she realized she was bleeding. “I don’t want to get blood in your car. It’s so terribly clean. Do you have a handkerchief I can borrow? I promise I’ll wash it and return it.”

She made sure the uniforms were going to take the statement of the victim, and also let them know to charge him with assaulting an officer. They offered to get paramedics for her, but she refused. All she needed was an ice pack. Soon enough, they were free to go.

Once she was back in the driver’s seat, she turned to Daniel. “I didn’t plan on making that detour, but I couldn’t let it go.”

She started his car, then eased out of the garage to follow his directions. “I’ve been studying the maps, but Jesus, London is practically a country on its own. I thought Glasgow was huge.”

She was making the turns as he directed them, driving slowly and taking in the landmarks. They came to a stop at a traffic light, just casually chatting. As they started down the street, the lights hit a figure who appeared to be mugging a young woman by grabbing her backpack. But the girl was tenacious, and she wasn’t letting go of it. The man, as was evident now, punched the young woman in the face, but she wouldn’t let go.

“Call it in,” she commanded, as she pulled over and put the car into park. Obviously, she forgot she was talking to a DCI, she was only concerned with that young woman. Davina yelled out “Stop, police,” then she flew up behind him. A swift kick to the right knee took him off his feet, but before she could get him in handcuffs, he flailed and hit her with an elbow to the face. “Fuck you, wanker, that’s another charge for you,” she muttered.

The grappled for a few minutes, but the punk never stood a chance. She was taller and stronger. Soon enough, she had him on his belly with her knee in his back. She had him in cuffs and on his feet. Her nose might be bleeding, but she didn’t have time to care. “You, punk, are under arrest for assault and bodily injury, and assaulting an officer. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.”

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She started his car, then eased out of the garage to follow his directions. “I’ve been studying the maps, but Jesus, London is practically a country on its own. I thought Glasgow was huge.”

She was making the turns as he directed them, driving slowly and taking in the landmarks. They came to a stop at a traffic light, just casually chatting. As they started down the street, the lights hit a figure who appeared to be mugging a young woman by grabbing her backpack. But the girl was tenacious, and she wasn’t letting go of it. The man, as was evident now, punched the young woman in the face, but she wouldn’t let go.

“Call it in,” she commanded, as she pulled over and put the car into park. Obviously, she forgot she was talking to a DCI, she was only concerned with that young woman. Davina yelled out “Stop, police,” then she flew up behind him. A swift kick to the right knee took him off his feet, but before she could get him in handcuffs, he flailed and hit her with an elbow to the face. “Fuck you, wanker, that’s another charge for you,” she muttered.

The grappled for a few minutes, but the punk never stood a chance. She was taller and stronger. Soon enough, she had him on his belly with her knee in his back. She had him in cuffs and on his feet. Her nose might be bleeding, but she didn’t have time to care. “You, punk, are under arrest for assault and bodily injury, and assaulting an officer. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.”

When Daniel said she looked like her father, well that threw her for a moment. It was true. She was the spitting image of her father, down to her red hair. It made her smile, thinking of him. “Well, you might know what movers are, but did you know you can also pay them to do all the packing for you? It’s wicked expensive, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do these days.”

She didn’t comment on his daughter. Something in her sensed that Lisa was a sensitive subject. Plenty of time for delving into that later.

“It’s not necessary, you know. I’m capable of making my own way home. But thank you. Now, where in the world are we going?”

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When Daniel said she looked like her father, well that threw her for a moment. It was true. She was the spitting image of her father, down to her red hair. It made her smile, thinking of him. “Well, you might know what movers are, but did you know you can also pay them to do all the packing for you? It’s wicked expensive, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do these days.”

She didn’t comment on his daughter. Something in her sensed that Lisa was a sensitive subject. Plenty of time for delving into that later.

“It’s not necessary, you know. I’m capable of making my own way home. But thank you. Now, where in the world are we going?”

“Maybe you should take some paracetamol when you get home. It might not do much good, but perhaps it would ease things off a bit.” She reached out a hand for his keys, in case he’d forgotten that she was going to drive.

Then it clicked what he’d said. “You have a daughter. She’s younger than me, yeah? I’m not sure if I remember ma ever telling me you and your wife had a child. And if you ever needed to move, I’d pitch in. Or, you know, a lot of people hire movers. It’s a thing.”

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“Maybe you should take some paracetamol when you get home. It might not do much good, but perhaps it would ease things off a bit.” She reached out a hand for his keys, in case he’d forgotten that she was going to drive.

Then it clicked what he’d said. “You have a daughter. She’s younger than me, yeah? I’m not sure if I remember ma ever telling me you and your wife had a child. And if you ever needed to move, I’d pitch in. Or, you know, a lot of people hire movers. It’s a thing.”

Davina slipped into her trench coat, then packed her things into her carryall. “Hmm. Probably less than most people my age. I’m not a huge collector of things, unless it has to do with shoes or my kitchen. I’d say I’m about 80 percent done with my bedroom, and about 50 percent done with the kitchen. That’s the room I’m most particular about. I have to study the flow and determine where things will best aid my cooking style.”

She looked around, making sure her laptop was powered down. She didn’t want any prying eyes looking at her records. Privacy was more important than ever to her now.

“I’m ready.”

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“You are my heart, Randall. I love you, too.” Something was nagging at her, and she wanted to get it out in the open.

“What happens at the Grove now? Do we tell people? Do we just show up all loved up? I’ll be honest. I don’t give a flying fig what anyone thinks of me. If I haven’t earned their respect by now, I’m never going to get it. So it doesn’t matter to me. But you’re in a different position. If you’d like to keep this between us, all you have to do is say the word.”

It was true. She didn’t care who knew. But he was the Head of News. He was answerable to the board. “I’d quit before I let them ruin your career. ITV would hire me in a heartbeat.”

She knew it was impulsive the moment the words left her mouth, and she was just a touch relieved that he’d said what he did. “I think that’s a smart decision. I’m not sure why I even said it. It just flew out of my mouth.”

She led him over to the sofa, pulling them both down to sit close together. “I guess we should have a conversation about what all this means, before we get carried away. I want us to do things the right way. I want it to last. You’re it for me, Randall Brown. You’re my forever.”

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She knew it was impulsive the moment the words left her mouth, and she was just a touch relieved that he’d said what he did. “I think that’s a smart decision. I’m not sure why I even said it. It just flew out of my mouth.”

She led him over to the sofa, pulling them both down to sit close together. “I guess we should have a conversation about what all this means, before we get carried away. I want us to do things the right way. I want it to last. You’re it for me, Randall Brown. You’re my forever.”

She allowed her fingers to brush through his curls, messing the careful tamed style he favored. She much preferred it like this, messy and natural.

She practically purred as his lips roamed her skin. “I’m glad I came by tonight as well. I suppose I should thank whoever startled me.” She wrapped her arms around him and just hugged him for a long time. She was finally able to touch him without it feeling awkward.

“I know this sounds rather sudden, but why don’t you move in with me? There’s no need to spend the BBC’s money on a hotel when I have a perfectly spacious flat we can share. Before you protest, you can come in and make any changes you want. We can make it ours. Whatever it takes to make you comfortable.”

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Ambrose pulled a couple of books in front of him. “The plan. Well, we’re still formulating it. We can’t go off half-cocked, or we’ll fail. But we can’t linger too long either. But the first thing is to gather the reinforcements we’ll need. We need to send word to the hedge witches, and to the Underworld. We’ll need to prepare our strongest spells.”

He looked over at Lilith, still holding Kenneth’s hand. Did either of them realize they practically vibrated with desire? “And you’ll need to get the Mirror. You need to talk to Sabrina Morningstar, prepare her for what’s to come. I think, in fact I’m certain, we also need Sabrina Spellman with us. She’s the strongest among us. But for now, I think we need a break. I propose Hilda and I take the good Father over to the comic book store for burgers and shakes, while you pop down to Hell.”

He frowned, wondering how to bring this part up. “We need to temporarily seal the entrance in the mine to Hell. Sabrina won’t like that. But it will be for their protection. If the Morrigan can get to the Jacobs sisters, we need to make sure they can’t get to the souls in Hell. That would be an army we could never hope to stop.”

Lilith sighed, nodding her agreement, knowing Sabrina would not be happy. But she’d see the sense of it. “I agree. I’ll go to the mine, get the Mirror, then place the seal. I’ll meet you at the comic book store in a while.”

She gave Kenneth’s hand a squeeze, finally realizing she was still holding it. “Are you going to be alright with this?”

A small sigh escaped her lips at that tender little kiss. And his announcement - that he wanted to leave the Church - left her gobsmacked. But she had to put it away for now. She took his hand, gave it a hard squeeze.

“Right. Back to the Academy. Oh… I just had a thought.” She opened a portal and teleported them back to the Academy, her hand still wrapped in his. Zelda, Hilda, and Ambrose were crowded around the table, poring over an ancient book. “This is very important. When we go to the shrine, no one can be alone. Everyone needs to be in pairs. Preferably within touching distance. The physical contact lessens the control of the Celtic magic. Either they didn’t know it would happen, or they didn’t anticipate us figuring it out.”

Ambrose’s head shot up, a wild smile splitting his handsome face. “That lines up with something we just read. The way to finally send the Morrigan to the Otherworld. Even with the Mirror of Mammon, we’ll need an incredible amount of power to send them through. The way to consolidate and increase that power is through physical contact. If we are all touching, creating a net of power, all of us contributing, I think we can do it. We’re going to need everyone. The hedge witches, even Mambo Marie.”

He paused, giving Zelda a sympathetic look. Mambo Marie was still a touchy subject for his auntie. “In fact, Marie is quite necessary. She can use her connection to the Underworld and the Mirror to help us open the portal to the Otherworld.”

Still holding Kenneth’s hand, she drew them over to the table. “We found something in the mausoleum that will help us separate the Jacobs sisters and bring them back to us. Without the sisters’ bodies, it should weaken the Morrigan just enough that our combined powers should send them through. For the first time, I’m feeling rather hopeful,” Lilith said, a real smile lighting up her face.

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She allowed her fingers to brush through his curls, messing the careful tamed style he favored. She much preferred it like this, messy and natural.

She practically purred as his lips roamed her skin. “I’m glad I came by tonight as well. I suppose I should thank whoever startled me.” She wrapped her arms around him and just hugged him for a long time. She was finally able to touch him without it feeling awkward.

“I know this sounds rather sudden, but why don’t you move in with me? There’s no need to spend the BBC’s money on a hotel when I have a perfectly spacious flat we can share. Before you protest, you can come in and make any changes you want. We can make it ours. Whatever it takes to make you comfortable.”

"I've missed you too," he said breathlessly, hands brushing along the length of her back as she stepped closer to rest against him. His back was still lazily pressed to the wall. It was a rather good thing too, otherwise he might have gone weak in the knees.

Without a single care, he kissed her again. This time, any hesitation from before was gone. He lingered there with her, kissing her long and slow. They had all the time in the world.

As they drew away for gasped breaths, he drew a line of kisses down her face, her neck, the underside of her chin, and throat.

"I'm glad you came by tonight," he mumbled with a chuckle. "Indescribably glad."

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Davina slipped into her trench coat, then packed her things into her carryall. “Hmm. Probably less than most people my age. I’m not a huge collector of things, unless it has to do with shoes or my kitchen. I’d say I’m about 80 percent done with my bedroom, and about 50 percent done with the kitchen. That’s the room I’m most particular about. I have to study the flow and determine where things will best aid my cooking style.”

She looked around, making sure her laptop was powered down. She didn’t want any prying eyes looking at her records. Privacy was more important than ever to her now.

“I’m ready.”

“Give me a moment to grab my things, and I’ll be ready. And I don’t mind, otherwise I wouldn’t have offered. Besides, it’s good practice learning my way around London.”

She left his office, scurrying to her cubicle to pick up her belongings. She made sure she had her notebook for tomorrow. Something occurred to her, and she crossed back to his office. “I just realized that you don’t have my mobile number. It would probably be prudent if we exchanged numbers, if you think that’s appropriate.”