I don't normally do summaries like this but I feel that I need to explain this one! This is about when Mickey Webb firsts starts at Sun Hill, however it has no similarity to the actual episodes, I have rewritten his entrance, mainly because I was young at the time and can't really remember it and also because this is the way I would like Mickey to have been written in. I have characters from the past and present in this. I hope you all enjoy! If you would like a certain character written in then just let me know and I will try to oblige.
Also the parts in Italics are dreams or thoughts.
Chapter 1
Mickey Webb stood outside of Sun Hill station, he had been inside it a few times but never for a professional reason, and looking at the sign welcoming visitors, he gave a small, satisfied smile. If only the coppers who used to work at Sun Hill could see him now, they had always said he would end up in prison, but here he was on the other side of the law. DC Webb, at Sun Hill. His smile widened.
He adjusted the collar on his leather jacket and sauntered inside, reaching into his jeans pockets he took out his security pass and moved it over the scanner to get into the main building, he took the stairs two at a time and headed to the DCI's office where he had been told to report. He knocked on the door.
"Come in." Mickey pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"You must be Mickey?"
"Yeah Guv."
"Right well it's nice to meet you Mickey, I'm teaming you with DS Stuart Turner for today, just until you get used to the station and the area, okay?"
"Well I don't know the station but I grew up in the area so I'm halfway there." Mickey smiled, he already liked this man, he knew that he wouldn't let himself become to attached but, too many men had let him down, his dad, the officers who used to work here, Jamie… there was a long list. Meadows returned the smile and stood up.
"Right well I just need to introduce you to the troops and then you can get started." Mickey nodded and followed the DCI down to the CID main office. He stood slightly behind Meadows.
Once Meadows had caught everyone's attention he began to speak,
"Well, this is the new recruit, DC Mickey Webb, Mickey I'd like you to meet Phil." Mickey shook the offered hand; Phil was tall, with dark hair and reasonably good looks. "Jo" Mickey smiled at the woman, who gave a quick smile back, Mickey thought that he looked confidant and not afraid of confrontation, "and this is Stuart, Stuart I'm putting Mickey with you for a few days, until he gets his bearings."
"Right Guv, nice to meet you Mickey." Mickey turned towards the man, his first thought was that he looked like a snob, his second thought was blimey I'm gonna have to work with this smarmy dip. Pulling himself together Mickey flashed the man a quick grin.
"Yeah, nice to meet you too." There was an awkward silence then the DCI spoke up again,
"Right well, this one here is your desk Mickey, if you need anything you know where I am, see you later." Mickey nodded and watched as Meadows exited the room, he then walked over to the desk, he recognised it. Ironic really, this is the desk that Fitzgerald had always questioned him at. Fitzy had been one of the old time coppers, he had hated the local kids, and they had hate d him back, but for some reason he had picked on Mickey more than the others.
Mickey was snapped out of his reverie by a hand on his shoulder,
"What?" he looked at Stuart questioningly.
"We've got to go question someone at the hospital."
"Oh right," Mickey stood up and began to walk along side Stuart, "so what's the story?"
"Oh, a waste of time really, a woman whose been beaten by her husband, we've got to take a statement which is useless because she wont press charges" Mickey regarded Stuart coldly.
"Well, if you go in with that attitude no wonder you never manage to get them to press charges, all this woman probably needs is to be given some hope and a chance to get away, an' you're goin' in there complain' 'bout wasted time, you're a bigger idiot than I first thought."
"Hey, I'd watch what you're saying; I can get you fired quicker than you can say 'You're under arrest', you're just a loser from an estate"
"Oh yeah, is that a threat, coz I can give as good as I get y'know, I mean I am from an estate after all!" By this time they had reached Stuart's car and Mickey climbed into the passenger seat, slamming the car door hard.
"Hey watch it; if you damage my car, you're paying for it."
"Yeah, yeah, just drive will ya!" Stuart pulled out of the car park and headed towards the hospital.
Mickey pushed the doors at the A and E, letting them shut in Stuarts face, he glanced around the room and immediately saw the women, she was sitting on a bed, battered and bruised, a small boy about eight years old was cuddled into her, as Mickey drew closer he saw cuts on the boy's right arm. He was aware of Stuart coming up behind him but payed him no attention.
"Hi, Mrs Hobbs, I'm Mickey, how're you feelin'?" the woman looked up at Mickey and smiled wistfully.
"I'm fine, and I fell over okay, so you don't need to get a statement." Mickey smiled.
"What's your son's name?"
"Michael."
"My name, cool, hey Michael, can I talk to you for a second?" The little boy looked up and wiped tears from his eyes.
"Yeah, what do you want?" Mickey almost chuckled, the boy reminded him of himself, trying to be tough, for his Mum's sake.
"Well, I just want to tell you that y'need to be strong, for your Mum, but you also need to stay a child, don't grow up too fast, 'kay kiddo." The boy nodded than snuggled back into his Mum. Mickey turned away and without consulting Stuart walked towards the door.