Title: Escape The Silence
Rating: eventually R
Disclaimer: All characters used are fictional and owned by the makers of The Bill. Used without permission and with no infringement intended.
Content: There will be all sorts. Definitely angst eventually though. And M/M relationships. So if you don't like slash, please consider this before embarking on this story.
"What're you still doing here?"
"You wanted these reports in yesterday didn't ya?" Mickey shrugged, avoiding the DCI's gaze, and continued typing.
"You've never cared about deadlines enough to stay late before though, and you've stayed late every night for the last few weeks, why?"
"You really wanna know?" Mickey stopped what he was doing and swung round in his chair, so that he was facing the DCI, who was leaning against the desk opposite.
"Wouldn't have asked...."
"Well I ain't got much to go home for at the moment have I?" Mickey spat, and turned away. He got up and walked over to the window, pretending to look through the blinds at the world going by. He expected Jack to say something, but instead there was silence. "I... I go home, watch tv, have a drink, go to bed. Ain't got no one to talk to, all me mates are getting married, having kids, ain't got the time or the energy to keep in touch. That scenario ain't ever gonna happen for me is it?"
Jack sighed, "I didn't realise it was getting you down so much."
"How do you manage it guv?" Mickey turned round to face his boss, "you've been on your own a while now, does the silence not do your head in?"
"Silence is a relief after this place," Jack laughed, "you get used to it Mickey."
"I don't want to get used to it."
"I know," Jack deliberated for a minute, and then motioned to the door, "come on, those reports can wait, let's go for a drink, I know I could do with one."
Mickey nodded mutely, shutting down the computer and grabbing his coat. "Thanks guv."