Feel free to comment, constructive criticism appreciated. Bare in mind, this is my first fic so it won't be to everyone's standards.
With thanks from Samantha Frankin for her support with this chapter.
Rated M for Gene being Gene and later adult content.
Dislaimer: I, in no way whatsoever own Ashes to Ashes, all belongs to Kudos and the BBC etc etc. The same applies for all of these chapters. The Night Before Christmas
Chapter 1
It was half past eleven on Wednesday morning, three days until Christmas and everything was normal in CID: Ray playing darts with the Guv and Chris and Shaz arranging their Christmas day when Viv walked in.
"Guv, just got a call, turns out three blokes have entered Harrods, armed with guns. Shot security."
"Who told you this?"
"A young woman, said she works there," Viv replied.
"Right, gentlemen, get your arse in gear, and let's get these bastards!" Gene clapped his hands together to emphasise his point.
"Don't you think we should talk about this first instead of going in there guns blazing?" Alex suggested.
"And why would I want to do that then, Bolls? Why would I want to give 'em a chance to get away? Because you told me to? I don't think so love," DCI Hunt replied sarcastically.
"Because 'Gene', they're armed. Therefore they could shoot us just as easily. I think we should go undercover."
"Ignore her Guv, she just enjoys dressing up as a tart," said Ray, rather pleased with himself.
"Santa's supposed to be visiting today at one" she said. "I think you would make a great Santa Claus," she added looking at Gene.
"Well there's an excuse to dress as prozzie Claus if I ever saw one," Ray added.
"Now hold on a minute Drake. There's no way I'm gonna dress up as a fat bloke with a beard and 'ave little brats jumping up and down on my knee!"
"Well Ray could do it, Chris and Shaz could be elves, and I would be Mrs Claus." She now had Gene's attention. He began to picture Alex in a skimpy red outfit that didn't leave much room for imagination, pretending to be Rays wife, when he decided he was much better suited for the role.
"Well Bolls, that's not a bad idea, for a bird, but I think it would be best if I take the leading role, I don't want my team getting hurt now do I?" Shaz shot a smile at Chris, knowing exactly what was going on in the Guv's head. "Come on then, no time to lose, and Drake," he added as an afterthought. "I want a preview of that outfit," he said with a coy grin.
"I thought you might," she grinned as she sauntered out, wiggling her bum as she left, making sure he noticed.
"And Drake, not too slutty, not when there's kids about."
"And when there's not?" She replied flirtatiously.
"Just do it woman!" he shouted, slightly flustered.
It was half twelve when Alex decided to show her face. The gang were ready. Chris stood there in green tights, and a pointy hat while moaning that they were 'rubbing him the wrong way', Ray just stood laughing. He simply refused to dress up as a 'fairy'. He said he was a real man. And just that moment, Gene stood before them all; head to toe in a big red suit with a black belt round his middle.
"And don't you dare even think about laughing 'cause I'll ram this boot so far up that arse you will be asking Santa for a new set of teeth," Gene threatened.
"There's something missing," Alex said as she wandered over to him in her skimpy little outfit as seductively as possible.
"You're right there Bolls, seems you're only wearing half your costume. Forget about the skirt did you? Not that I'm complaining," he said with a smirk on his face.
"I was talking about your lack of beard," she said touching his jaw line causing Gene to twitch.
"What's wrong, Honey? I'm your wife remember, you have to play the part," she said, giving him a little wink as she placed a fake beard upon his face, making sure the elastic lashed across his face, smiling back at him.
Gene didn't know what to say, instead, he addressed the boys, "now that we're all ready, let's fire up the Quattro."
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