Title: Ghosts (prologue)
Rating: 13+
Content: angst, fluff, romance, more to be added as I go along
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters mentioned herein, they belong to ITV
Summary: An investigation brings Mickey Webb back into contact with someone he hasn't seen for a long time. A lot has changed, for both of them. (Mickey Webb/Carrie Morgan).
Author's note: It's het. Haven't written het in ages, so god knows what will happen with this one. I do love this pairing though. Haven't forgotten about the other stuff I'm currently writing, but I'm just going wherever the muses take me at the moment. Any opinions welcome.
"I'm DC Webb and this is DC Masters, we're here about an assault, robbery and possible kidnap?"
"Oh yes DC Webb, I'll call the manager, one moment please."
Mickey had a look around reception as a phone call was made, there was nothing out of the ordinary. People were sat drinking coffee or reading newspapers. Maybe they had no idea that there had been a vicious assault in one of the hotel rooms. Maybe they didn't care. Their own lives went on, as insignificant or significant or their actions may be.
"Mickey?"
"Carrie?" The smartly dressed young woman stood in front of him surprised Mickey, he hadn't seen her in a couple of years at least. "Good to see you. You've reported an assault and a kidnap?"
"Yeah, come on up to the room, I'll show you what happened." Carrie motioned to the lift and the detectives followed, an amused and slightly curious look on Jo's face.
"Jo, this is Carrie Morgan, Carrie, DC Masters," Mickey handled brief introductions as they walked to the crime scene.
Jo smiled, curiousity still writ large on her face. "So what's going on here?"
Carrie let them into a room at the end of the corridor, "the chambermaid went in this morning and found the place like this." There was blood all over the sheets on the bed, broken furniture and glass all over the room. "There's no sign of the bloke who had this room. One of the room service staff said that they saw him leaving earlier, he was with two other blokes and they were like holding him up. She just assumed he was drunk and thought nothing of it."
"You got CCTV?" Jo asked, brisk and ready to get to work, "we need to get forensics down here. What's the name of the man who booked this room?"
"James Robinson. I've already asked security to sort the CCTV tapes out for you, and reception have got all the details for the guest waiting for you downstairs," Carrie smiled a little, "do you need anything else?"
"That's great, cheers Carrie. We'll let you know if we need anything else, yeah?" Mickey's keen eye for detail scanned the room, looking for anything that might be a clue. "Right, lets see what's going on here."