Thank you to anyone taking the time to read my new story, this was orriginally going to be a one shot but it would of been such a long chapter I have decided to turn it into probably two chapters. I hope you enjoy and please leave me a review as I really do love reading them. Thanks Jodie xxx
Stevie ran her long fingers through her short blonde hair, keepng her blue eyes fixed to her computer screen, it had been one of them days and all she was interested in doing was going home and putting her feet up. She read through her report once again before pressing to print. She rose to her feet and made her way past the cluttered desk that belonged to her work colleague Mickey, glancing at the piled high papers before removing her printed work from the machine. She placed it on her desk before resting back down she let a huge sigh escape her lips as she began to read through her work. She was well aware of all the people passing through the huge office she spent her days at but she payed no attention to anyone. Hearing the London accent behind her as he lent into her ear, she couldnt help the grin that spread over her face "How are you Stevie?" he asked. "Im good Smithy... how are you?". She glanced up at him as he rested down onto her desk "Im good... busy?" he asked. "The joys of paperwork... how can I help you?". He grinned, the cheesest grin she had ever seen smoother his face "I 'ave come to ask you to the pub tonight?". She smiled "Have you now... well I was gunna have an early night..." he interupted "Is that an invitation?". She laughed "In your dreams... I will pop in for one drink.. see you tonight". He smiled "See you tonight Moss". She watched him walk away, finding a reason for the smile that had crept its way accross her face. She picked up the half empty can of diet coke that had been balancing on her desk since lunch time and took a sip, watching the door her Inspector had left through. They had a great friendship and she loved him to pieces, he was the best friend she had, he had been there to support her no matter what, he had been there when Keiran Wallace was heading to the pub she was in with a loaded machine gun, he was there when Jason Devlin had beaten her unconcious, he had seen her through the mistakes she had made in her career, through her terrible descisions she made when it came to her love life. She just wished she could some how repay him but he was such a private man, so closed off from the rest of the world. She turned her focus back to her computer, forcing him to the back of her mind.
She had been at the desk the rest of the afternoon, and Mickey choose the exact moment she was hurridly packing her things away to approach her. "Serge..." he began. "Not now Mickey.. I am finished..". He interupted "Its important Stevie.. I am doing a charity event in aid of the officers killed..." she interupted "How much do you want?" she asked grabbing her purse from her bag. "Im not after money... I need voulenteers.." she cut in once again "Yes I am happy to help any way I can..." he grinned pushing a bit of paper under her nose "Put your name on the bottom then Serge.." she took the clipboard and scribbled her name "Are we done now?". He smiled, a cheeky smile "Thanks Serge.. see you tomorrow". She watched him make his way from CID, the thought crossed her mind that maybe she should of read what she was voulenteering for but it was soon pushed from her mind as her phone beeped in her handbag, she pulled it out and glanced at the message.
From: Smithy
20.36 10/09/12
Come on Moss, Im waiting for the pint you owe me xx
She grinned as she recalled the bet she had made with him the last time they had ventured to the pub over their game of pool that she had lost after her poor atempt to beat him. She headed out of CID, grabbing her coat from the rack snd sliding her mobile back into her handbag. She pulled her leather coat on and done the zip up, she made her way outside glancing up at the drizzle of rain that fell, she hoped over one of the many puddles and headed towards the pub at the end of the road. She paused as a few cars splashed through the rain before she ran accross the road and into the safety of the pub. She wiped her feet before pushing through the second set of double doors and into the pub, it was fairly empty but then again it was a Monday evening, she glanced around, there was a few men sitting at the bar, she reconised them, they propped the bar up at this time every evening, she did a quick scan for anyone familiar from the station but upon seeing no one she wandered over to the bar and ordered two pints, she paid the young barmen before turning and doing a second scan, when she saw Smithy, he was stood at the fruit machine, no doubt losing money she thought to herself as she carried the two beers in his direction scooting past a few tables before arriving at his side, she held the beer out and returned the grin that stretched accross his face "I was starting to think you were gunna stand me up Moss". She laughed "As if.. you wining?" she asked gesturing to the machine "Nope" he smiled. "You want a go?". She laughed "I dont know how it works Smithy...". He laughed as he held a pound out to her "Well you put this in that slot" she smiled sarcastically "Well I know that". She pushed it in and pulled on the leaver, he pushed a few buttons and pointed to the leaver "Pull that". Once she had pulled it again, he smiled "Do you want to gamble?". She grinned "How much?". He took a sip of his beer and smiled "You have won seven quid... you can gamble or stick?". She smiled "Gamble..". He pressed another button and she watched him until he turned to face her "You lost". She laughed "I think it was you actually" she replied pocking her tounge out at him slightly. He gestured to her drink "Drink up Moss.. and I will get us another". She laughed slightly as he walked over to a table that his jacket rested at "Im only staying for one". She sunk down on the chair next to him "Now I know you are gunna have another.. and you know you are gunna have another so just hurry up and sink that so I can get one in". She smiled at him as he took another gulp of his drink, he knew her too well.
Stevie had had a restless nights sleep and arriving at work the following morning was a struggle alone. Her head was protesting against the loud bustle of the busy office and she planned on showing Smithy just how much she was suffering and how she blammed him when she saw him. She listened to the slight briefing that DI Manson gave, taking in only the information that was releivent to her, before heading out of the office in search of pain killers and a strong black coffee. Seeing the tall Inspector at the coffee machine she made her way over, raising her hand and tapping the back of his head "I hope you are suffering to Gov". He smiled placing his hand to the back of his head and turning to face her "I was... I had such a banging head.. and then you know what I saw?" she shook her head and he pointed towards the notice board just oppisite the coffee machine. She made her way over and glanced over the letters, as her eyes fell on the piece in the middle 'Charity Buy A Date Evening' She placed her head in her hands as she shook her head slightly staring at her name on the bottom of the list, she felt Smithy lean over her shoulder "It really made my day seeing your name up there..." he paused pointing to a small list to the left of the paper "Tasks a date can do.." he ran his finger over the list, dinner, drinks, social occasions before his finger rested under one "Cleaning... I could do with a cleaner". She turned to face him "I cant believe Mickey has done this to me... anyone could buy me..". Smithy laughed "Na... I will buy you.." she interupted "You might not win..". He lent back into her ear "You are gunna be cleaning my flat Moss... and I cant wait.. I might even invest in a maids outfit.." she turned to him "Dont waste your money... I am pulling out..". He smiled before taking a sip of his coffee "I wouldnt do that... its all for a good cause after all DS Moss..." she watched him turn away and head towards his office, before she made her way back up the stairs towards CID all thoughts of her coffee forgotten.
She stormed over to the small blonde detective resting against his desk "Is it ment to be funny DC Webb?" she asked, she noticed the smirk cover his face "No Serge... its ment to raise money for a good cause...". She glared at Terry as he laughed from his desk next to Mickeys "Im glad you find it amusing.. I am going to be a laughing stock..". Mickey interupted "No.. I bet you make us a fortune Stevie... out of all the women you are the eldest... some men like cougars". She slapped his arm as he sunk into his chair "I am not old enough to be a cougar... I bet I end up with a right loser". He grinned "Well you will find out on Friday DS Moss... its all good fun eh Serge" he called after her as she walked over to her desk. She flumped down in her chair and sighed, this was her worst nightmare and although Smithy had said he was going to buy her she had a feeling he might not. She began reading through her files as Grace sat down at her desk oppisite she glanced up and offered a slight smile to the woman oppisite "Cheer up it might never happen" Grace smiled. Stevie sighed glancing at her once again "It will and its going to happen on Friday". She noticed Grace give her a quizzical look, maybe trying to figure out if Stevie did now have psycic abbilities. Stevie sighed "Ask Mickey". She rose to her feet and stalked from the room.
The rest of the week flew by and when Friday came Stevie was tempted to phone in sick, but deciding on a more cunning plan she made her way into work, all dressed up ready for the evening ahead, she just had to get through the day and put her plan into action. She rested at her desk glancing briefly at her watch, it was 9AM. She glanced up as Rodger rushed in, no doubt with a case that what need someones full attention, she noticed him heading towards Terry but waved him over "What you got Rodger?". He smiled at the small blonde and gestured to the file "Smithy is looking for someone in CID to deal with this..". She nodded "Fine... I will take it". He handed her the folder and she smiled as he disapeared. She opened the file and ran her eyes over the paperwork for a fraud, something she could get her teeth into, that could take her a few days to solve, she might even have to work all night. She smiled as Mickey made his way towards his desk and she swiveled on her chair to face him "I might not be able to make tonight.. I have a case that could take me a while..." he interupted "You cant let me down Stevie.. its important". She nodded "I know but this case..." when the voice interupted her she froze "Was sent up here for Terry..." she swung round to face the man resting on her desk "I gave PC Valentine strict instructions that it was to go to Terry" he took the folder from her hands and placed it onto Terrys desk and smiled slightly at him before walking back over to her "You aint gunna get out of tonight that easily". She watched him making his way out of CID and stood up following after him "Smithy... Smithy... wait up.." he stopped in the quiet corridor and turned back to her "Yes DS Moss..." she smiled "You could get me out of tonight... if you send the next case my way?". He lent against the wall and grinned "I know.. I can get you out of this so easily but there is a slight problem..." he smirked as he lent into her ear "I dont want to". She grabbed his wrist as he walked away "Smithy please... I would do it for you". He nodded "Yeah I know you would but the thing is Stevie I wouldnt sign up for something without reading it first..".
The evening was soon here and Stevie couldnt help but feel nervous, a function room in the local pub had been booked for the event and the room was filled with coppers from all different stations. She sighed as she ordered another drink, the action was well on its way with Kirsty selling for £105 and Mel for £85, she was dreading her turn, a few officers from different stations were being actuioned and she knew it wouldnt be long until it was her turn. She took another sip of her beer as he rested onto the seat next to her "Sorry about today... but you know.. I just had to know how much you are worth". She glared at him "More than you could ever afford Smithy". He laughed "Wanna bet?". She sighed ignoring his question "I really dont want to do this". He smiled "Why? you already know who is going to buy you". She nodded slightly as her name was called "And what makes you think that is a good thing?". She rose to her feet and made her way over to the stage. Standing infront of all the people she froze, this was worse than she thought, this was horrible, she suddenley realised how much she wished she had listened to what Mickey was saying to her on Monday instead of being in such a hurry to meet Smithy. She hadnt listened to much of what had been said as Mickey explained a bit about her, when she did start listening her bids were onto £175. That made her feel great, these men were trying to buy her and she was making a charity a fortune, maybe it wasnt such a bad glanced between the two men bidding on her, one being Nate Roberts who had given up when the bid reached £195, the second being a much older man, she would put in at least his fiftys. She glanced round "Going once, going twice..." Mickey paused and her eyes fell to Smithy standing just to the side of the room, he had a smirk on his face as he rose his hand "Two 'undred". Mickey grinned "The bid is on two hundred.." he paused glancing to the older man "Do we have two fifty". The man nodded and she sighed turning back to Smithy "Three" he called. "Three two five" the older man outbidded him "Four" Smithy smirked, to which the room looked shocked, Mickey took a second to regain his thoughts "Erm.. four fifty Sir?". The man shook his head and Mickey smiled "Going once.. going twice... sold to Inspector Smith". Smithy smirked before heading back to the bar.
She lent against the bar next to him and smiled "I suppose you think your clever do you?". He smirked and past her a pint of beer. "No.. I just know you are worth every penny DS Moss.." she grinned "Four hundred quid Smithy... you could get a cheaper prostitute... and get over services.." he laughed as she gestured to his trousers "And probably chlamydia to go with it... I got what I wanted... dinner with a beautiful woman". She smirked "I thought you wanted me to clean your flat". He nodded "I will treat you to dinner first". She grinned "If you'd of got me out of tonight you could have had it for nothing..." he interupted "I'd of paid double what I did" he smiled as he moved from the bar. She watched him disapear into the crowd before taking another sip of her drink. Hearing Mickey behind her she turned to him "You have made us more than most of the women put together... I dunno what to say Stevie.. thank you". She gestured to Smithy "Its not me you need to thank". He glanced to the Inspector now stood with Jack Meadows. "He is obviously very keen on you". She shook her head "No... its a joke..". He smiled "Four hundred quid is a pretty expensive joke Stevie... its a weeks wages spent on one night... just make sure he has a good time". Mickey walked off into the crowd and Stevie glanced over to where Smithy stood, as there eyes met he lifted his glass to her and she smiled, although she hadnt wanted to of been sold, she couldnt of imagined being bought by anyone better than Smithy.
Thank you again for reading, and please leave me a review. Jodie xx