A/N: This idea came to me randomly during the week as I was about to go to sleep and I had to scribble it down. Its sort of a theory really.

Each character will have their own chapter. Starting with Shaz.

Disclaimer: None of the character are mine, all of it belongs to their rightful owners. Helen and Harry are mine though....especially Helen as she's my mum :)

Set in Chelmsford (My home town) as Shaz is from Billercay.

The double doors swung open and Jim Keats stormed into CID, his coat tails flying out behind him. His footfalls echoed around the room before he came to a stop at Alex's desk, all her colleagues standing to attention as they watched on in fearful anticipation.
"Times up, Alex. It's now or never. Home time"
"Now?" she looked across the room to see Gene Hunt standing behind the closed door of his office, his expression unreadable.
"You can only get home if you destroy him" Keats said with a menacing excitement that betraying his calm exterior.
Alex turned to study the friends that made up her team, her eyes widened to saucers as she saw how they would be in the real world.

Sharon Granger dead on her feet. Her complexion the palest Alex had ever seen it, her eyes glazed over with pain. The young Police Constable made a gurgling sound, and a trickle of red left her parted lips.
Alex watched in bewilderment as the white collar of Shaz's uniform turned the deepest of reds. Tears sprang to Alex's eyes as she realized what she was seeing happen to her friend. Shaz's life was flowing wantonly from her neck.

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A girl, a knife, her best friend holding her. Stars.

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"Wait up!" Shaz slurred, skipping to catch up with her friends. The heel of her shoe slipped on the wet, yellow bricked pavement of the high street as she moved around a collection of people. She let out a squeak of surprise and grabbed a hold of the nearest object to steady herself, which happened to be someone's arm.
"Careful, sweetheart," the 'object' chuckled, "we havn't even been introduced"
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," Shaz apologized quickly. Looking up into dark brown eyes Shaz found herself blushing. She turned to see her friends waiting for her, "sorry I have to go"
"I don't even know your name" he said in a deep voice.
"It's Shaz" she smiled.
"And who's this?" a girl appeared from behind the 'object', "You trying it on with my man?"
"No, no, I slipped and-"
"What and fell into his arms? Do I look stupid?" the blonde hair girl flared up in anger, and coursed forward intimidating.
"No, I slipped and he was the near-"
"So what he helped you? I bet you just jumped at the chance to get your claws in" she said pushing Shaz.
"I didn't, honest," she answered, looking over to see her friends coming back for her, "I have to go" Shaz started to walk away as the girl shouted after her.
"Oi, I'm talking to you, don't you walk away from me" the girl grabbed a handful of Shaz's jacket and pulled her round to face her. Shaz saw something silver shining in the girls hand, before she was released, the whole group gasping and stepping away from her.
The girl and the 'object' stood staring at her, "What? What is..." to her own ears her voice sound weak and broken. Shaz looked down at herself at the feeling of warmth spreading out across her collar bone and chest. For a second she watched the shine of blood sliding across her pale skin, then the sharpest of pains hit her "You, you stabbed me. I've been stabbed!" she stared around her with wide eyes filled with fear.
Suddenly everyone was rushing away from her, and she was lying on the cold, wet ground. Shaz blinked slowly. Shaz's friend Helen dropped to her knees, "Get away from her! Shaz? What have you done?" she looked up at the girl holding the knife accusingly, "Oh god, Shaz," Helen put her hands to her friends neck, her fingers slipping in the wet blood as she found the wound and pressed down on it in a vain attempt to stop Shaz's life blood from pumping out.
"Helen?" her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yeah it's me. Harry call an ambulance" she shouted her eyes never leaving the sight of blood seeping through her fingers.
"Tell my mum-" Shaz was interrupted by a cough, a bubble of blood spraying from her mouth and rolling down her chin, "Tell her I love her"
"No Shaz, stay with me, Shaz!" Helen urged her on, "Don't go," she sobbed, "Please Shaz, best friends forever, remember?"
Shaz looked past her friend, her own face dry of tears as she looked up at the night sky, "Look at all those stars"

I hope you like it as I didn't take much pleasure in writing the characters death.