This was written ages ago when I wrongly assumed I'd actually be any good at Ashes fic's I started well but it slipped away from me, see note on bottom ;-)


She was watching him; he could feel her eyes on him, why didn't she just come over instead of trying to get him to come to her? He wasn't going to move, hell she was probably still pissed off at something he'd said earlier, he was past the point of being able to remember what he'd said to her during the day now.

The whiskey bottle sat in front of him, just enough for another glass left, Sam Tyler was right he thought miserably, he was an over the hill, overweight, nicotine stained, borderline alcoholic with an unhealthy obsession with male bonding, although since they'd all come to London the male bonding thing had gone out of the window, he preferred to sit by himself either at the bar or at the next table to his team, lamenting the fact times had changed, he was no longer the true Manc Lion, just another face in the changing police world, an outdated copper with outdated methods, it wouldn't be long before the likes of Scarman brought him down, locked him up and threw away the key.

"Ah Senor Hunt, no pretty lady?"

"She's over there" He jerked his head backwards in their general direction; luckily Luigi got the hint and made himself scarce. Pouring the last of the whiskey into his glass he heard Ray speak;

"Go an sit with the guv, we don't need you over 'ere, no disrespect ma'am" Ray added quickly as an afterthought

"He can move his arse over here if he wants company. Ray can I ask you a question?"

"Spose so"

"You know the guv better than any of us, does the Gene Genie ever get lonely?"

He listened intently ready to tear a strip off Ray if he revealed too much about him, the Genie does not get lonely as he'd told Bolly once.

"Course 'e does, that's why 'e likes you so much you give 'im something to do, since we been down 'ere he's been lost almost"

"What have I got to do with this?" She wondered aloud

"Alex! You must be blind, the guv likes you more than the usual take 'em home, shag 'em and chuck 'em out" Ray almost announced to the whole room

"Raymundo, she may be a mouthy tart but she's still your superior show 'er some respect and stop pissing talking about me" Gene slurred

"Yes guv, sorry guv, sorry ma'am"

Alex smiled at him "One more question?"

"Alright" Ray sighed

"What happened to his wife?" Alex lowered her voice

"Not my business ma'am, talk to the guv"

"I'm asking you not him"

"She left 'im for another bird" He whispered

"Oh my god…." Alex was cut off by Luigi

"Senorita please"Gene was drunkenly going on about poncy Italian scum.

He could feel her presence before she spoke, even in his inebriated state he knew she was going to chastise him

"I'm taking you home" She said quietly, hand on his arm

"Piss off" He growled, damn she was willing to take him home pissed as he was.

His first thought as he stumbled through the door of his flat was that she had driven the Quattro, the bloody cheek. She left him to get ready for bed before coming back into the room

"I'll see you in the morning Gene" She turned to leave, torn between looking back at the almost comatose Gene and walking straight out

"Bols….." Luckily she was spared the decision by Gene "Stay"

"I'd almost consider it if you weren't so pissed"

"Mouthy posh tart" He said forcefully

"Alright, but you'll regret it in the morning"


If anyone of you fabulous Ashes fic'ers want to pinch this, play around and finish it, please do, you're more than welcome to it :-)

I promise this is my first and last attempt at some Galex!