Sinking
by J. Ferguson a.k.a. Timeless A-Peel
Disclaimer: I don't own Life on Mars, nor the characters of Sam Tyler, Gene Hunt, and Annie Cartwright. They belong to Kudos Film and Television, and the BBC. This story is written for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.
Timeline: 1980, in the wilderness years between Life on Mars and Ashes to Ashes.
Author's Note: I wrote this awhile back, and thought it wouldn't hurt to post it. I adore Life on Mars, and actually have a full-fledged (crossover) fic half-finished that I hope to return to one of these days. Until then, there's this drabble. Hope you enjoy.
The water poured in through the open windows. Sam knew he shouldn't have left them down, but the hot summer air had gotten too stifling. At least he hadn't driven the Cortina into the drink. Gene would have had his hide for warping the leatherwork.
Hyde.
Seven years now, since he had turned his back on the future for a more promising past. He knew it would end, but it had taken longer than he expected. He'd had a good run.
He hoped Annie would forgive the end of his mind. And her world.
I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too.