A/N: I know this is kind of strange (possible understatement of the century…) but I wrote this in English, with a word quarry from (a very normal) poem, and decided to add to it and yeah… this is what happened, a very short little drabble about a few murdering psychos that we all love very much! The bright scarlet blood dripped steadily on to the floor, as Rachel, Gill and Janet stood around the pale, lifeless body. Rachel stared down at her hands, and the red liquid that covered her fingers, crusted around the nails, was the same strong colour as the pool growing on the floor. She was silent, until Gill came and put her arm around the shaking woman. "Hey kid, its ok, you did what you had to do." Gill said, understanding the woman's line of thinking. "Do you remember? The first time, you did… this?" Rachel asked, staring across at the body, which Janet was… Wait? What the hell was Janet doing? Janet was pouring white spirit over the body, rubbing roughly at the skin with an old scouring pad. "Yeah. I remember – it's one of the things you just don't forget. At all. Ever." She said, with a slight smile. "What happened?" Rachel asked, as Gill stood up, going over to the floor where the victim was lying. Her victim, their victim. The one they had JUST killed. Rachel stood up too, on shaky legs. "I do. Janet's first serious boyfriend – they'd been going out 2 years. Richard his name was. She went home early one day, and found him in bed with another woman – Kaylee her name was, I think." Janet nodded in silent acknowledgment. "And what?" Rachel laughed, slightly hysterically, crazily. "You just… killed him?" Janet and Gill nodded, before turning their gaze to the brunette DC, who looked shaken, shell shocked even. It was understandable really – to be slightly surprised when you discover that your boss, your defective, chief inspector – Godzilla bitch, is a serial killer. And even if she could have expected it from Gill, Janet? She was quiet, settled, she had kids for gods sake. She definitely didn't look like the kind of person who would, just, go and kill someone. But then again. Andy had disappeared, so had Chris, shortly after he'd cheated on Gill. And then there were the countless guilty – but-found-innocent types, the rapists and murderers that had got away with it through "Lack of evidence". Only they didn't get away with it. Gill, and Janet, and now herself, got them back for what they had done. One way or another. "I never kill without reason, kid." Gill had said, and Nick – sure as hell he deserved it. No two ways about it. A/N2: So, hello again. What did you think? Gill and Janet are serial killers – well, everyone is capable of murder… So yep. This is a one shot at the moment, but if you really want some more murdering policey people I suppose I could give them a few more victims… And this is TOTALLY the right time to point out that I AM NOT a Psychopathic murdering nutter...