Here goes my first fan fic guys – I admit I'm not the best writer but I've always wanted to attempt a story and share my episode ideas with other Ashes fans
. . enjoy . .
'Slow down Gov!' Alex shouted.
Another month had gone by and DI Alex Drake was still with Gene & the gang – it was starting to dawn on her that the likelihood of her getting back to 2009 was very small.
'DO NOT tell me how to drive Bols!' shouted Gene.
They were on their way to a suspect's house to bring him in for suspected arson. Factories all over the district had been set alight over the past two weeks – resulting in a few deaths. The Quattro screeched outside the address the team had been tipped off with. It was a normal looking terraced house, in the middle of a busy street.
'Right, lets av this bastard.' grumbled Gene as he stepped out of his precious car, slowly followed by Ray and Chris who hopped out of the back seats.
The four of them headed to the door and knocked.
No answer.
Gene knocked again, this time with more aggression.
Still no answer.
Alex knew exactly what was coming next.
Gene took a running jump and BANG the door hit the tiles at the other side sending a shiver down Alex's back. She wasn't a huge fan of this forced entrancing lark.
Gene, Chris and Ray walked in turning over every draw and even plant pot trying to find any clue or evidence to associate the suspect with the fires.
Alex stood in the hallway and made her way over to the small desk at the bottom of the pine staircase. She gently opened the draw and slowly combed through, looking for evidence. Nothing seemed suspicious inside. She headed towards the clattering sound coming from towards the living room. Alex walked in to see total destruction before her eyes – the three of them had turned the whole living room upside down.
'Is this really necessary?' asked Alex as Gene aggressively knocked all the books off the tall, polished bookcase in the living room.
'Alex, people have died because of this man. Who knows when or where his next attack is. Going round the house like some posh poof is not the bloody solution here.'
He did this a lot to Alex, undermined her, thinking he always knew best. Alex was the only one on the team with the valuable delicate touch.
Alex sighed and headed upstairs, the rooms consisted of one bedroom and a bathroom… she headed into the bedroom.
It was quite a tidy bedroom, and Alex was starting to have doubts if this really was the person who they were looking for. She headed over to the desk by the window. The strong sunlight made her squint as she reached down to the bin beside it. Inside was one small crumpled up bit of paper. It read;
'Cheviot Foods Factory – Kings Road – Tues 3pm.'
'Gov!' Alex shouted.
'This better be good.' said Gene.
She handed him the note.
'Fire up the Quattro' Gene shouted 'lets go knab ourselves a fire starting bastard.'
It was 2:30 by the time they arrived at the factory. Dozens of cars were parked in the car park outside – literally hundreds of people worked there.
'We need to get the whole place evacuated' stated Ray as they headed up to the door.
Gene stopped dead in his tracks and looked at Ray
'no shit Ray.'
Ray blushed and Chris gave off a cheeky smile.
'Why me? Why these twats?' Alex thought to herself.
'Police' Gene shouted as he entered through the door.
The whole factory stood still and stared at him. Gene had this affect with people. Alex wasn't scared of him, but she could see the pure terror in the eyes of the hundreds of people staring back at the four of them.
'Gov! Over there', Alex interrupted. She pointed towards a black balaclava covered figure carrying a bright red petrol can entering through the back doors at the other end of the factory.
'Chris, Ray – get him!' Gene thundered.
'Alex, get everyone evacuated.'
Alex was not happy with this, the team left her standing there in front of everyone. Just because she was a girl, didn't make her any less capable of catching a criminal.
She felt undermined and embarrassed.
'OUT NOW' She shouted.
The hundreds of workers headed for the door.
Alex looked to the left of her, she could she the figure with the petrol can heading towards the offices down the corridor next to her. Gene, Chris and Ray were at the other end of the factory still looking for him.
'Utter twats.' Alex muttered to herself – she chased after him.
The corridor was dark and no one seemed to be occupying any of the offices. One office door stood wide open, it was the only place he could be. She stepped into the office, taking a big deep breath ready for him to pounce. The figure jumped from the corner behind her and ran past her. 'Stop!' Alex cried, but the shadowed figure somehow ran out of the office and locked the door behind him as he went, giggling to himself – Alex was locked in - She couldn't get out!
'This can't be happening.' Alex thought as the tried the door knob frantically – it wouldn't open.
'Let me out!' she screamed hoping someone could hear her through the commotion that was occurring in the factory. She looked through the clear glass into the dark corridor. Nothing could prepare her for what she saw.
The disguised man made his way back along the corridor throwing petrol out of the can, drenching the corridor, as he made his way back into the main part of the factory.
'Oh God' Alex thought, 'Let me out! Help!'