Entrapment

Summary: A series of seemingly unliked robberies lead DCI Gene Hunt and his team on a case where not everything is as it seems. Guns, girls, booze, fast cars and money are at the heart of the crimes but who is the mastermind behind it all?

Rated M for adult content; scenes of a sexual natures and possibly violence.

Disclaimer: Sadly we own nothing… only the clothes on our backs, our computers/laptops and the characters we have created.

Oh yeah… and the smut too.

CHAPTER ONE

The Quattro squealed to a halt outside the bank and Alex hands hit the dash board.

"Do you have to?"

Gene only waggled his eyebrows at her before getting out of the car. Alex followed drawing her gun and heading for the entrance of the bank. Alex saw a young blonde woman shouting at man holding her at gunpoint. Alex heard Gene groan beside her.

"Oh god, that's all we need. Another bird with a big gob."

Alex signalled to Chris and Ray, telling them to fall back and take cover as Gene swung the door open behind the blaggers back.

"Well, well, well. What 'ave we got 'ere then? One twat 'olding a gun versus two clever coppers also armed. I reckon yer might be in a bit of trouble mate."

The blagger whipped around, turning his gun on Alex. While Alex ran for cover, the mouthy bird landed a right hook on the back of the blaggers head and he dropped to the floor in a crumpled heap. Gene raised his eyebrows.

"Well Drake, looks like yer've got competition."

Alex cocked an eyebrow and threw Gene a death stare while Ray and Chris took care of the now unconscious gunman.

"Yer alrigh' luv?" Gene called to the mystery blonde who was now flexing her fingers and looking rather pleased with herself.

"Perfect. Thank you."

"That's one 'ell of a right 'hook you got there"

The woman sauntered over towards Gene. "Says who?"

"Gene 'unt DCI and you are?" He gave the woman an appraising look earning him an eye roll from Alex who was now at Gene's side.

"Isobel"

"Isobel what?" Alex asked jealous of the attention the woman was getting from Gene.

"Eschete. Isobel Eschete"

Isobel turned and smiled at Gene "Well I suppose Mr Hunt you'll need me to come with you to make a statement" Then pointing at Chris and Ray, who were struggling with the now conscious Gunman. "Unless your officers manage to lose him" The screech of handcuffs on metal rang through the air. "or destroy the car they're trying to put him in" She stifled a giggle as Gene's face turned a nice shade of red.

"Oi yer divs! Stop scratchin' me bloody car!"

Alex and Isobel looked on as an enraged Gene stormed towards Chris and Ray with murderous intent. Turning to Isobel, Alex whispered "You know I could always take the statement here. Saves you the trouble of feeling the wrath of DCI Hunt" Isobel gave her a confused look. "He won't be easy to deal with after the mess they made of his car" Alex clarified.

Isobel smiled "It's not like I haven't dealt with worse here. Lead the way"

Alex was more than pissed that Gene had taken Isobel off to interview by himself, informing Alex, as he sauntered off with Isobel at his side; that she could deal with the gunman's interview and then that 'div' Chris and 'bloody' Raymundo who had together managed to damage his car, leaving a long scratch up the side.

It was over an hour later and Alex was pacing the corridor outside CID wondering where the hell Gene was with Isobel. She needed him to go over the statement and clarify her paperwork, she sighed kicking at the skirting board in frustration. Then she heard it, the soft giggle of a woman clearly flirting, followed by the deeper gruff tones of Gene. Glancing up she watched through the panel of glass in the double doors as Isobel and Gene approached, Alex quickly darted back into CID thankful that Ray and Chris weren't there to comment on her odd behaviour.

"So Mr Hunt did I provide you with enough information or do you need to interrogate me some more?" She flashed a smile at Gene, one hand resting on his arm, her grey eyes studying his face. Alex fumed in silence.

"I reckon you gave enough Isobel… fer now."

Reaching into her handbag Isobel extracted a card and held it out to Gene between two fingers, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in a seductive smile.

"Well if you have the urge to find out more Mr Hunt you are more than welcome to come and find me at my bar at this address… it's called Enchanté," Gene plucked the card from her fingers and glanced at it. Normally he wasn't up for foreign muck but if the likes of Isobel were being served he reckoned he could slum it… for a little bit. He watched Isobel's as she stepped away from him to leave. "I'll find my way to the exit Mr Hunt… it would seem that your DI needs you."

She nodded at Alex who was trying to inconspicuously watch them, whilst perched on the edge of her desk, not exactly reading the file held in her hands.

"Oh and Mr Hunt… If you're really lucky I might even get you a drink on the house." Isobel pushed open the doors and disappeared round the corner out of sight, her blonde curls bouncing as she sashayed from sight.

Alex had been working late, she was sure there was more to Jack's statement. Jack West, what an oddball he was. Walks into a bank armed with a rifle and starts shouting the place up, then once he's in the interview room he turns into a schoolboy, shy as they come and seemingly wouldn't say boo to a goose. Something wasn't quite right and Alex knew it...

Alex was brought out of her thoughts by the sight of Gene's Quattro parked up in a street off of her route home. She smiled and slowly headed towards the car, hoping Gene was about to reveal his softer side

Gene hadn't seen Alex, and he wasn't looking for her. He was much more engrossed with the hand stroking the inside of his thigh.

"I had a good time tonight Gene, the night is still young."

Gene heard the question in her voice and felt his heart beat a little faster.

"Yeah, well I've got no plans Belle."

He hoped that was answer enough. He inwardly sighed with relief when she dropped her lids and smiled at him seductively. Her hand moved up his thigh, and she raised her eyebrows when she found what she was looking for.

Gene growled and pulled her to him, lips locking over hers as warm bodies pressed together. She pulled away from him and stepped out of the car, leaving him wondering what he did wrong. Isobel smiled in at him.

"Are you coming?"

"Not quite, but gimme a minute"

Isobel laughed as she lead him up the path to her house. Alex silently fumed as she watched their lips meet once more as Gene kicked the door closed.