Summary
When a 50 year old man turns up dead on wasteland, his DNA is linked to the unsolved murder of a 7 year old girl, who disappeared from a playground 5 years ago, her body turned up 2 weeks later, she had been raped and murdered, the DNA of more than one man was found on the victim, but no match was ever made on the DNA database and no one was ever charged with this hideous crime. But the DNA of this murder victim matches the DNA from the victim.
This is pre series 4, but is not connected to any story lines form the show, this is my first WTD FF, but I have written stuff for the Bill, so hopefully won't be too bad, fingers crossed, it is Boyd and Grace, as they are my favorite characters, for the purposes of this fic Grace is a single parent to a 15 year old daughter.
Rating - M, will be references to child abuse, strictly non graphic reference only, will be use of bad language and sexual scenes.
Disclamier - I don't own waking the dead, I'm just having some fun. Hope you enjoy, please review, I already have the first 4 chapters pre written but will post them at intervals.
Chapter one – Home Life
Grace sat at her kitchen table, toast and coffee in front of her, she flicked through the post that had just come through the door, as she did so she heard the footsteps of her 15 year old daughter coming down the stairs.
Grace was a single parent, falling pregnant after a brief fling, she decided to keep the baby, and had a little girl. Amber Leigh Foley was now 15 years old, she was beautiful, intelligent and funny, and was the apple of Grace's eye.
Amber sat at the table and poured herself a glass of orange juice, she pinched a slice of Grace's toast, "Oy you, make your own toast" Grace said with a smile
Amber smiled back at her whilst munching loudly on the toast, "Mum, you're supposed to provide me with hearty breakfast before I leave for school"
"and you're supposed to be in before 8pm on a school night"
Amber cringed, "oopps, yeah sorry about that, I lost track of time"
"You mean you thought I was working late and would never find out"
"Sorry Mum" she said in her best whining voice, knowing that Grace was always too soft on her. "Anyways, I hope I didn't interrupt you and Boyd yesterday, you looked all cosy'd up when I came in"
"Nice try at changing the subject Amber"
"I said Sorry Mama" she rested her head on Grace's shoulder, and tried to imitate a lost puppy look
"Don't let it happen again"
"You sound like a Fed, I think Boyd is having a bad effect on you"
"A fed? I think you're watching too many American cop shows"
"Maybe, so what about you and Boyd then, he spends half is life around here, is there something I should know"
"He's a friend and a colleague, he spends a lot of time around here discussing work"
"With all due respect Mum, that's a pile of crap"
Grace frowned at her Daughters choice of language, and then smiled sweetly, "Friends Amber, we are just friends"
"Are you having sex with him, do we need to have a conversation about contraception"
"I don't know, do we?" Grace shot her daughter a questioning look
"What?"
"Are you and Jerome having sex" it was a conversation she'd been trying to broach with her daughter for sometime, Amber had been spending a lot of time with her boyfriend Jerome, he was the same age as her and they were in the same year at school, Grace was worried about how physical there relationship might have become.
"What are you on about"
"Simple enough question Amber, are you and Jerome having sex"
"No" she replied hesitantly
"You don't sound too sure"
"Of course I'm sure, I think I'd know"
"OK, next question, are you thinking about having sex"
"Are you?" Amber shot the question back at Grace
"Amber I'm trying to be serious"
"So am I, are you and Boyd thinking of having sex"
"No, now answer my question"
"I don't want to answer your question, it's too personal"
"Amber you're 15, and I if you are considering taking things further, then I want us to be able to talk about it"
"I don't want to talk about this" just then the doorbell rang and Amber jumped from her seat, "I'll get it" she said smiling at Grace who frowned at her daughter, "It's Boyd" she shouted over her shoulder, "I'm going now, bye Mum"
"Hi Amber, bye Amber" Peter said as she disappeared out of the door, "Morning Doc" he said as he walked into Grace's kitchen, Grace by now was frowning. "What's wrong with you, you've got a face like thunder"
"Do you want a teenage daughter" Grace asked him jokingly
"Sometimes I feel like I have one, oh and whilst we're on the subject, do you think she will ever use my Christian name" he replied smiling back at her, he took his jacket off and put it over the back of the chair before taking a seat next to Grace, and taking a sip of her coffee, "So what's wrong with said teenage daughter"
"Said teenage daughter is spending a lot of time with her boyfriend, I'm worried about how physical they're getting, I was trying to talk to her about it, but she evaded the subject, and then had the audacity to ask me if we were having sex"
Peter laughed out loud at that, "I hope you told her the truth, we're still at the heavy petting stage" he leant forward and kissed Grace softly on the lips, "Mind you, we don't have to be in work for an hour yet, so we could change that" he rubbed his nose against Grace's, and then kissed her again, this time making it more passionate, he stopped and pushed his chair back, taking Grace's hand he pulled her on to his lap, she put her arms around his neck and they continued to kiss passionately, his hand wandering up inside her top, and tracing patterns on her back, the feel of her soft skin against his fingers causing him to breathe sharply, his mouth moved to her neck, and now she breathed in sharply as his teeth grazed against her neck. "Take me to bed Grace" he whispered softly in her ear, in between soft kisses.
"We need to get to work, I have things to attend to" she replied to him
"I have something we could attend to first Grace" he whispered to her, his voice almost pleading, "We have the house to ourselves"
"I'd rather we waited, planned something a bit more intimate, this feels like a quickie because Amber's out"
"I promise you it won't be quick" he said with a naughty glint in his eye, "don't make me beg Grace" one of his hands began to gently move up Grace's inner thigh
Grace stood up and walked away from him, putting the dirty cups in the sink, she tried to change the subject, "So why aren't we needed in till late today"
"Is there a problem" Peter's voice was more serious
"A problem with what"
"I don't know, but every time we get intimate you seem to slam the breaks on, are you reluctant to take this any further"
"It's not that" Grace paused mid sentence
"We've been, how shall I put it" he thought for the correct word to use
"Heavy petting" Grace said using his earlier term, and smiling
He smirked at the term "For the want of a better phrase, heavy petting, for about six weeks, to say I am frustrated would be the understatement of the bloody century, I feel like a teenager"
"I'm sorry, it's not you..."
"Oh god here we go, the it's not you it's me conversation" He interrupted her before she could finish
"No Peter, it's not that, I mean that's not what I'm saying, I'm not avoiding you, it's just, I'm just nervous Peter, Ok there I've said it, I haven't had a partner for a while, and I'm nervous, I'm not some young girl who's happy to prance around with no clothes on, I'm 60 years old, and I am terrified at thought of you seeing me undressed"
Peter looked at her for a few moments, shocked by what she had said "I had no idea you felt like that, I am so sorry, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, but I am crazy about you, and the thought of you undressed gives me an erection"
"Peter!" Grace laughed at his words
"It's true" he smiled back at her, he walked over to her and gently pushed a loose strand of hair over her ear, "I want to feel you Grace, I want to kiss every inch of your body, I want to make you cum, and hold you in my arms as you fall asleep afterwards"
Grace blushed at his words, "That's an awful lot to fit into an hour" Grace took his hands and led him to the stairs, they were half way up when the front door opened and Amber walked into the hallway to see her mother leading Peter up the stairs, Grace turned a brighter shade of red, "What are you doing back"
"I left my purse behind, I had no money for the bus, shouldn't you two have left for work by now"
"We're working late today"
"Oh, Ok, I'm going then" Amber spoke quietly trying to hide her obvious embarrassment, she turned quickly and headed out of the front door
"Oh my god" Grace spoke slowly
Peter put his hands around her waist, buried his head into her back and laughed loudly, "Now I really do feel like a teenager"
"That's rather killed the mood"
"Just a bit"
"I'm sorry"
"Grace it's Ok, let's have a coffee" He said turning to descend the stairs.
Well that's chapter 1, chapter 2 up in a couple of days if people like it.
