This is my first fic for the Life on Mars fandom, but I hope you enjoy it. Anyone you recognise I do not own, unfortunately, but the rest are my OCs.
"She walks through her sunken dream to the seat with the clearest view"
- David Bowie, Life On Mars
"Oi, you! Stop!" PC Annie Cartwright gave chase along the side of the canal. The young man she was pursuing, a teenage thief known to the division, was sprinting under the bridge with a woman's handbag. The owner of the handbag in question, an elderly lady currently lying on the riverbank, was the least of Annie's priorities. All she wanted to do right now was get the bag back for her.
Annie kept running, thankful it was keeping her warm. The cold January air went straight down her throat and she coughed. She had to keep going, though. Now wasn't the time for getting ill.
The thief was in her sights. He was a known criminal, and they had been after him for a few weeks. There had been no evidence to arrest him, though. Until now.
The thief stumbled up the side of the bridge, slipping on the muddy grass. Annie took the opportunity to grab his ankle, pulling him down and creating brown skidmarks along the front of his trousers.
"Got you."
The thief swung the bag around, hitting Annie's head with a remarkable degree of force. She stumbled backwards, falling onto the pavement and the last thing she remembered before it all went black was a searing pain through her head.