Title: The domino effect

Author: Harveyhunt

Pairing: Gene and a unknown character

Rating: K

Setting: After Ashes to Ashes: Alex is dead and Gene is in a sombre mood but then he

receives a unexpected visitor

CHAPTER ONE

1985 - Manor park cemetery

Late afternoon with a dark and overcast sky people were milling away from the grave as it is being filled, the only person who doesn't move is Detective Chief Inspector Gene Hunt, he can't he is welded to the spot he can't doesn't want to move, doesn't want to leave her, when he lost Sam Tyler it was his friend, but Alex she was so much more.......so much had gone unsaid.

"I love you Alex, I just wish you knew how much..." he trailed off and glanced over to his two oldest stalwarts Ray and Chris.

"Bloody hell Chris I can't believe that we have just seen another DI put into the ground." Said Ray taking a drag on a fag, he blew the smoke out, Chris nodded.

"I know mate I can't either the boss dead......." he had a small grin

"Do you think that Drake and Tyler are comparing notes on the Guv?" Shaz walked up and put her head on his shoulder. "Of course she always wanted to meet Sam." She looked over at Gene

"Do you think the Guv's ok?" she asked Ray shrugged and Chris scratched his forehead,

"Dunno he was bad enough after Sam, but now well its different.....he's ......" ray trailed off struggling with how to finish the sentence Chris shocked him and Shaz by offering up quite a sensible answer

"Lost the woman he loved." Almost instantaneously the heavens opened and rain started pouring down.

Gene wandered over to them slowly his cowboy boots sticking to the dampening grass. "Let's head back to the office Bolly wouldn't want us to get soaked."

Fenchurch East C.I.D

Silence nothing but silence, Gene Hunt looked out the window of his office watching his team, they all seemed solemn he looked at her desk in the corner, it was empty bar the in and out trays and the desk lamp. He took a drink from the glass of scotch in his hand a tear rolled down his cheek ,

"Bye Bols." he turned and placed the glass on his desk, turned and straightened his tie and opened his office door, he walked out and surveyed his team. Shaz still had a veil over her face Chris was holding her, Ray and Viv were stood with them.

"Alex Drake was one of the finest Detective Inspectors I had the privilege to work with, she knew how to deal with you lot and she was also my friend." Viv walked over and handed him a glass of wine it was the house rubbish from Luigi's, Gene raised his glass and made a toast.

"D.I Alex Drake!" He shouted "D.I Alex Drake!" responded the team, Ray stepped forward and spoke his voice shaking slightly,

"To the best female copper the MET ever saw!" everyone clapped Gene glanced at the clock on the wall,

"Right you lot get down to Luigi's he's laid on a spread for her wake." He watched them start to mill out he watched chris and Shaz leave followed by Viv as Ray got to the door he turned to look at Gene.

"You not comin Guv?" he asked concern on his face,

"Not yet Raymondo, I have something to do." Ray nodded

"Alrite Guv." He headed out of C.I.D to catch the others up.

Gene turned on his heel and walked back into his office and closed the door he looked at his notice board next to the article on Sam Tyler's death was new article it was about Alex's death. They had been on a raid after getting a tip off about a group of arms dealers but when they got there it was empty, it was a trap Chris and Ray had spotted the explosives they managed to get Gene out, but the explosives detonated while Alex had still been inside, Gene had wanted to go back inside but Ray and Chris held him back, not letting him go.

Once the fire service had put the fire out they searched the building but there was no sign of her remains, they said the heat may have incinerated her body. Sitting at his desk he pulled the empty glass towards him, he then took a bottle of single malt from his desk draw, unscrewed the cap and poured himself another glass.

Gene felt empty and hollow inside losing Alex was the worst thing to happen to him, he hadn't felt so alone in along while, everything had changed Chris was married with a baby on the way Ray had been offered a DI's post in Manchester so could be leaving the team, it was a new ball game, he took a drink and took in his empty surroundings

suddenly he felt incredibly small, he noticed a figure walking up to the entrance to the CID office, as they opened the door the lights in the office cascaded off in the direction of Gene's office.

"DCI Hunt." The figure spoke as it walked into cid a male voice distorted somehow,

"1985 Already?" he laughed "Seems like only yesterday we met in 1973."

"What the hell do you want?" Gene asked downing his scotch, he seemed to know who the figure was.

"To talk."

"Is that all?" Gene asked lighting a cigar "Almost but the lines became blurred this time."

"Didn't they? Why the hell didn't you tell me Martin Summers was still here!"

"We didn't think that you needed to know."

"Oh really! Well I bloody well think I did!" The man laughed at Gene's outburst,

"Well you don't call the shots do you?" he paused. "Gene you are here for a reason don't ever forget it." "How could I ever forget ."

"Never I hope, now it's time to get to work we need to put the last domino into place...."

"It's time already?"

"Yes Gene it's time to become the man who sold the world."