HI everyone, another one of my ideas I've had for a while but had total writers block so now, finally I've managed to get it down on paper .This story is totally made up, it doesn't relate to any of the waking the dead series and I've left all the character the same but added a few extras.

Please let me know what you think, I have a few more chapters to update and tweak with this story but I will add them shortly .a big thank you for all my review and those who constantly support my writing ,you make it all worthwhile .

Brief summary : I've set the story around 2003 so the cold case unit would only be 3 years old and the story will hopefully dip back in certain part to reveal Boyd's and Grace's past .

Pairing: Boyd and Grace

Warning: contain some bad language

Just to finally say I don't own anything the bbc does .I'm just writing for fun and that's it ,I promise .

Chapter one

It had been the start of a hard week at the cold case unit .Grace had left early to pick her little girl up from playgroup leaving the rest of the team to carry on .Now as she drove home she was glad to have 5 minutes to herself away from the case .grace hoped for a relaxing evening before the exhausting work would start again in the morning.

The house was close to darkness as the she pulled the car up onto her driveway .she knew winter was fast approaching and shivered through the cold November evening at the thought of cold wet nights ahead .she bundle Rosie out of her car seat and carried the sleepy child into the house .

With Rosie balanced on her hip she headed for the kitchen, just as she passed her study when she knew something was amiss, case files lay on the floor and her desk lamp was knocked over.

At first she froze for a few seconds holding Rosie tightly to her .Then calming her heart rate that had seemed to set her whole body into panic mode, she slowly walking into the study surveying the situation. As she turned full circle she realized she needed to inform someone. 'Frankie' she thought, that way she wouldn't have to get Boyd involved and Frankie could do a sweep for finger prints.

She headed into the kitchen picking up the phone on the way from the hall and started to dial Frankie's number when her body shouted at her to scream, a hand was firmly placed over her mouth and strong arms held her extremely tight.

The intruder had been startled by Rosie as she had let out a scream from her mother's arms.

'Shut the whining little bitch up!' a dark voice had shouted in grace's ear making her jump

She tried to say something against the hand that lay across her mouth but it was no good and Rosie had continued to cry.

Everything seemed to race through grace head she knew she needed to protect her girl and herself, she needed an escape, what she really needed was help.

It all happen in seconds which felt like minutes and grace bit down hard on the fingers that were covering her mouth .

The intruder let out a yelp of discomfort

It gave grace, her release from her attacker and she turned round quickly to face the enemy. Placing Rosie on the floor behind her to protect her .she was about to lash out and smack the intruder in the face- but she wasn't fast enough.

All grace could feel was the throbbing in her head and the horrible wave on sickness that came over her .She knew she'd been hit with something hard and heavy but bugger if she knew what, she was breathing fast and was extremely scared but the whaling cries of Rosie made her carry on, all grace knew was she had to protect her daughter.

She somehow managed to reach her and just about pulled her in some form of a cuddle when the intruder lashed out hitting the side of Rosie check which sent high pitch screaming throughout the house .Grace had launch herself at the intruder and it had all ended there, all grace could feel was a sharp pain burning at the back of her head and the blackness enclosed her.