Over the course of her short career, Fallon had gone undercover only a handful of times. Most times were for never more than a day or two, she served more as backup than anything else then, and the single other undercover to span more than a day spanned the course of a week. But this past adventure was unlike those others. A few weeks had turned into a month and a half, bypassing the first snowfall and nearly Christmas all in one go. Fallon knew going into this case that it would be longer than a week, but she hadn't once thought that she would be forced to miss Christmas with her family.

Which was why the morning after her abrupt return home Fallon stood outside Kieran's flat with a chunk of Malou's Christmas Cake wrapped securely in hand. It'd been too long since she last saw her brother, weeks before she initially left most likely. Hopefully he wouldn't be too cross with her.

"Merry belated Christmas," she greeted and squeezed past him to allow herself into his flat. "Malou baked. Thought we could share some. Sorry I missed the party yesterday..."