<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter still grinned about Alice's jokes when her deep breaths told him that she was asleep. He really liked the young police woman and he was sure that they would always be happy together if they could solve the trust issues. But for now he needed some rest too, all that digging with broken ribs had drained him a lot and the sex rounds with Alice had not helped either. Plus they would surely continue once they were rested where they had left off. Peter started to relax and within minutes the deep breaths of Alice and her warm body cuddled at his had lulled him into sleep.<br/><br/>The phone woke them up five hours later and Peter needed a moment to understand whom he was holding in his arms. He grunted and then gave Alice a kiss, reaching for the phone on the nightstand. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Vik, this is Serge. We've got a lot of injured workers from the top soles already in the hospital and we would like to come back on your offer for help. We desperately need some hands here. Oh, and Bull is fine and already complaining about the food."</span><br/><br/>Peter laughed and promised that they would be there in a few minutes. He put he phone back and then he pulled Alice into a kiss. When they broke it, he poked her side.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"No chance to test the bandage, honey. We are needed in the hospital, they are drowning in injured miners as it seems. We should get up and help them."</span><br/><br/>But letting go of that warm, soft body was obviously not so easy as it sounded. Peter made no moves to get up at all.</div>