So, here's my first ever Taggart fanfic and I mean literally. This idea just hit me one day while reading some other Taggart fanfics and I began to type it up and sent it to my usual beta I think ur Superman/Alison who is just as much a fan of John Michie as I am. There is 4 parts to this story and I will update every Wednesday when I update my Eastenders fanfic. There will be a sequel to this, but at the moment, it isn't typed up since it was meant to be an epilogue, but my brain is scrambled by the snow and a Jackie/Robbie snowy fanfic is stewing in my brain, which has a name and if you want to find out her name, check out my profile.

Chapter 1

Gentlemen...

Robbie Ross was what could be described as a gentleman, but only in certain circumstances. At work he was a complete prick to his colleagues, Jackie Reid and Stuart Fraser, but then he felt he had a right to be a prick to them since he was a D.I. and they were only a D.S. and D.C. respectively. However, he was still a prick when it came to his D.C.I., Matt Burke. You see, Robbie had been on the team before Burke took over and felt that he should have been promoted, but the Superintendant saw differently.

Yes, Robbie could be considered a gentleman when he had to make the criminal underworld of Glasgow believe he was a bent copper and because of that charm, the Super had considered Robbie too much of a loose cannon and had chose Matt to head the team after Michael Jardine's death.

Robbie also turned on that gentlemanly charm whenever he went out on the pull, which was almost every night he wasn't working. That charm could pull any young blonde thing that he wanted, especially when they were just looking for the experience or to say they had bedded a cop. For those who knew who Robbie was, they just wanted to have the accolade of having bedded THE Robbie Ross.

The charm had worked on several occasions when it came to a certain brunette, but more often than not it was reserved for the "blonde bimbos" his co-workers said hung on his every word when he chatted them up.

Robbie enjoyed his playboy ways, but he felt he was getting too old to be hooking up with the young blondes he used to enjoy before.

TBC

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