Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, (even if I wanted to. )

My first fanfic, please R & R...please be nice.

Starting from the same point ep.8 series 1 left off.

"So Bolly, when you off then?"

"Where?" Alex inquired.

"Home, wherever that is." Retorted Gene slightly taken aback by his DI's unawareness of the conversation topic.

Alex stared at Gene, her own eyes boring into his. She saw it, a look not often glimpsed on his face, but very noticeable in his eyes (if you knew what you were looking for.) A look of vulnerability caressing his features...could he be worried about losing her? No. He's the Manc Lion, he wouldn't let his walls down for her. However it was most certainly there. Realising how deeply transfixed she had become Alex turned to look away.

Gene noticed her cheeks blush ever so slightly, enhancing her delicate features with a warm sensuous glow. It may have merely been down to the vast quantities of red wine they had consumed together that night, but none the less it made Gene's heart leap.

Alex became increasingly aware of the fact she had not yet answered his question, and a difficult question it was. It made her think of Molly, and the fact that she should be with her right now if all had gone according to plan. But alas, she was not, and she had no idea how long the separation would last, how long she would remain fixed in this time.

"Not yet Gene, I may grace you with my company for a while still" Her words directed at Gene, but she was not facing him. She felt tears begin to well in her eyes, hot, burning her iris, threatening to spill. With all the force she could muster she pushed them back down into the depths of her detached soul.

Gene could not help but repress a sigh of relief, he did not like to admit it...but that posh, mouthy, tart, meant something to him. No, she meant allot. Losing her would break him.

Alex turned back to face him and smiled, that smile that stuck in his head, invading his thoughts morning and night, evoking all kinds of situations, in which she mostly confessed her undying love for him whilst smothering him with vast quantities of baby oil. Snap out of it! Gene thought, blocking those images that were obscuring his view of her beautiful face sat directly in front of him. After pushing these images aside with great force, Alex and Gene settled down for the evening, talking of work, moving on to Shaz, Chris and Ray. Arguing being there 

favourite pastime, they were soon at it again. Nothing to meaningful but enough to get them slightly aroused.

It was getting late and Luigi began to look around, signalling in his own Italian way that his loyal customers should begin to empty out. Shaz caught his eye and began to make the attempt of hauling her nearly paralytic boyfriend up, along with the help from Ray they began to collect their coats.

"You coming Gov?" Asked Ray.

DCI Gene Hunt and DI Alex Drake were still in deep conversation at this point, Gene gave a rare yet wonderful smile as he watched Drake laugh. Hunt remained oblivious to Ray's question.

Ray shrugged his shoulders and sauntered out after Shaz and Chris.

He couldn't help thinking about how much more stunning she looked than usual when she laughed. Neat rows of pearly white teeth, encased with those plentiful, luscious lips. Stop it Hunt he thought, this is your DI! Yet still, he could not take his eyes off her.

As the restaurant continued to empty out into the night, Gene Hunt and Alex Drake lingered in the corner. Eventually the pair were the only ones left, Luigi not wanting to shun them away as he had been waiting for a night like this one for so long. Somehow he knew that if he were to break this connection right now that he could see before him, they would be back to square one. The Italian romantic knew they were meant to be, their stubbornness equally matched, and given the chance, and maybe a little encouragement on his behalf a beautiful relationship could blossom. But it had been a long day, and he felt that he had to sleep.

Slowly Luigi approached them, watching the way Alex would laugh and smile at Gene's obvious attempt of seduction, yet she appeared to be falling for him.

"Mr Hunt, I am nearly ready to close up. I just need to tidy the kitchen then i'm off to bed." Luigi said reluctantly.

"No worries Luigi we'll be off now anyway," Gene said gruffly. He was thankful for the interruption as he had become increasingly aware of how prominent Drakes cleavage was in that off the shoulder top. He was putting all his effort into preventing his manhood awakening in rather an embarrassing mountain.

Alex got up out of her seat, pushing back her ringlets, away from her face as she did so. She was a little drunk and stumbled, but Gene was there to steady her. Holding onto her arm he looked into her eyes, and she smiled.

"Thankyou Gene."

Her words lit a fire within his heart, how much he longed for, his greatest desire.



Alex began picking up her belongings, holding a coat in her arms she turned to face Gene.

"Well, goodnight Mr Hunt."

Gene nodded at her as he stood up, but he couldn't taki it anymore, he needed to know.

"Are you sleeping with that Evan bloke?" He blurted out.

For a moment Alex just looked on in shock. How on Earth could he come to that ridiculous, perverse, farcical conclusion? Evan White. Her godfather. She looked into his eyes and witnessed neediness, a vulnerability, and she softened.

"No Gene, I most certainly am not."

Gene could not repress a sigh of relief. He felt his spirit lift, like an unexplained weight had been taken away, he felt somehow more free.

Alex looked slightly bemused at her DCI's expression, and felt a certain warmth for him. Gene Hunt she thought, I am falling for you, Gene Hunt.

"So Mr Hunt, is that all?" She mockingly enquired.

"Yeah, erm...no I erm." Alex looked at him inquiringly; it was most unlike Gene to be stuck for words.

He was not looking directly at her, rather more looking searchingly around the room as though tracing the path of a fly.

"Boll's, i'm glad you're not going...I woulda missed ya."

Alex didn't quite know what to say, but actions would speak louder than words. She turned to face him and threw her arms around his neck, nestling her head against his shoulder. Listening to the thump of his beating heart. Gene was shocked by her reaction, but not displeased. He held her round the waist with his masculine grasp, placed one hand in her hair, holding her close, and closed his eyes... he wanted this moment to last forever. After a minute or so of embracing, Alex withdrew slowly, brushing her soft cheek on his neck as he did so, until her face was mere inches from hers.

This was it, he knew he had to act on impulse on this occasion, and as Bolly had often said, he should follow his instincts. He looked into her deep brown eyes, so seductive. He leant in and crashed his lips down on hers.

Time seemed to stop at that moment, apart from Luigi cheerily wandering out of the kitchen, then immediately doing a 180 and disappearing with a wide small etched upon his features.



Alex reciprocated the kiss, her tongue now duelling with his, tasting him. A somewhat desirable mix of red wine and tobacco hitting her taste buds, whilst seducing her to the great Gene Genie at the same time.

They eventually pulled back stood motionless in the same spot, staring into the depths of each other's souls.

Then she knew, he was real, just as real as her at least. The thought made her thoroughly happy, yet she found it rather depressing, almost distressing? At the same time.

"Gene, I think I.." Began Alex.

But Gene put a finger to her lips.

"Alex...I know."

No sequel planned, but depending on reviews...i may consider. (please do review.)