Disclaimer: I do not own Waking the Dead or New Tricks or any of their episodes or characters. I'm just borrowing them for a trip down the pub- I promise I'll return them (sober!) in time for work tomorrow.
Spoilers: Waking the Dead: Up to the end of series 6. New Tricks: Up to the end of series 4
Timeframe: Set after WtD S6E4: Mask of Sanity; and after NT S4E6: Buried Treasure
Rating: T
Synopsis: When both the Met's cold case teams are individually assigned the same case, is a breakdown in communication to blame or are more sinister forces at work?
Notes: The idea of an NT-WtD crossover is shamelessly stolen and adapted from shadowsamurai's fantastic fic 'Waking Old Dogs'- which you should seriously read, if you haven't already.
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Prologue
It's a cold and rainy Tuesday towards the end of August. The front door is closed but not locked as the young girl with the dark hair pushes it open. That means Mummy's home. Good. She wants to tell Mummy all about how amazing her flute lesson was. She goes into the kitchen, Daddy hot on her heels. Mummy is not there. Daddy stays and puts the kettle on whilst his daughter goes through to the living room. Mummy is not there either, nor is she in the dining room. Where can she be? Small footsteps pad upstairs; a small voice calls out: "Mummy?" There is no answer. She's nearly at the top of the stairs now, so she calls again. No answer. She looks in her bedroom, but Mummy isn't in there, or in the spare bedroom. The door to Mummy and Daddy's bedroom is closed. She knocks softly- perhaps Mummy has a headache. "Mummy?" But all she can hear is Daddy moving around in the kitchen downstairs. Slowly she pushes open the door, her eyes drawn to the bed. She stiffens, her eyes widen. And then she screams.