(Sorry it's a very short first chapter, hopefully the rest will be longer. Please let me know what you think, as I really want to improve on my writing skills and the rest of this story. Please R&R.)

Chapter 1

It was an unusually quiet day in C.I.D that Wednesday, with the most serious crime committed being a reported indecent exposure in the local shopping precinct. They hadn't found it too difficult a case to solve as it had all been caught on CCTV and in panic at the verbal abuse received the offender had left his trousers at the scene. Mind you it was all thanks to Alex that they had identified the man, by checking for any evidence in the trouser pockets, she had found a letter addressed to a Mr D. Hodge.

Her musings were interrupted by Gene stepping out of his office and striding across the room towards her. Just the sight of him made her heartbeat quicken. He strode over to her desk and leant in towards her, his hands resting on the table nearly touching the bent arm that her head was resting on. As his gaze met hers she gave him a coy smile that melted his heart all over again.

Suddenly his head snapped away breaking their eye contact. He walked into the centre of the room and slammed his fist onto the desk next to him, causing Chris Skelton to scream as he was rudely awoken from his afternoon nap. "Right then you bunch of grain weevils, how stupid are you, not checking a suspect's trousers for identification. It was only hanks to Detective Inspector Bollinger knickers here, that we made a collar today. So bugger off home and come back tomorrow when you're ready to work."

"Yes Guv," muttered an astonished looking Ray.

Chris said "sorry Guv," looking sheepish, knowing that he had been otherwise engaged with Shaz in the evidence room for most of the day.

Alex was fuming, "so what's this?" she yelled, "the lay abouts get to go home and get pissed, but I, the only hard bloody worker here had to stay behind."

Gene laughed, he loved the way she managed to get herself so worked up over such a small thing. "No Bolls," he announced "you and I are going to the pictures."

It seemed he said it a bit too loudly though as Ray appeared to have overhead. "What's that Guv, back row of the cinema?"

Gene's gaze was once again averted from a now smiling Alex to give Ray a scowl that could have stopped Hitler. "No Raymondo, I am taking DI Drake to see and educational crime drama that outlines some modern techniques which I feel we could use."

That managed to wipe the smug smirk off his face. However as usual Ray fought back, not wanting to be replaced in the Guv's affections by Alex as Sam Tyler had done before her, "well me and Chris will come as well then" he replied.

Until then Alex hadn't said anything as she watched in amusement at the proceedings taking place. Now, however she felt it was time for her to intervene. This was the second date that she had been wishing for, since the death of her parents and her return to 2008 that never happened. "Actually Chris and Shaz are going out for a meal tonight and you have a date with that Blonde bird," she reminded him, rather pleased at how they were all too busy to accompany them.

A bemused look washed over Ray's face and Gene let out a sigh of relief, that didn't go unnoticed by Alex. "What Blonde bird?" he asked.

"That one whose husband's murder we investigated last week" muttered Alex as she grabbed her white jacket from the back of her chair.

"Oh yeh," exclaimed Ray as a smug smirk returned to his face, "I thought I'd let her cry on my shoulder and then get a bit of downstairs inside."

Hunt reappeared from his office into which he had wandered a few minutes earlier. He came out jangling his car keys and said "that's low even by your standards Ray." He offered his arm to Alex and said "come on Bolls, we don't want to miss the film." As she linked her arm through his they both felt an unfamiliar tingling sensation pass through their bodies. Neither looking at the other as they walked out of C.I.D together, listening to the excited whispering from the rest of the team as they left.