Hey, this is just a new fic that I've started recently. It has no relation to my other fic (which I promise I'd do a sequel to - and I will!), but for the time being I've been working on this. :) I hope you like it, I've tried to improve it from my last one, and I hope it shows! Sorry, this chapter is quite short, I promise the others will be longer! I took the title of the fic from the song 'Mad World' by Tears For Fears or Gary Jules. It's a beautiful, meaningful song and if you haven't listened I reccommend you do!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ashes to Ashes or any of the characters. (Although I do wish I did!)
"Shaz! Tea, five sugars. Now!" DCI Gene Hunt strode purposefully through to his office. Alex Drake's eyes widened in exasperation as the door slammed behind him. She was sat at her desk on the bleak Monday morning, rifling through case files that needed sorting. Chris and Ray appeared, at first glance, to be doing the same thing. Although, on closer inspection, it was clear that they were actually reading male magazines whilst having a rather heated discussion on the best way to eat a Jaffa Cake. Shaz, meanwhile had hurried out to the kitchen area, mumbling something about 'Pleases' and 'Thank yous'. Alex lowered her eyes back into her work, yet immediately after doing so felt a deep longing to check on Gene. She hadn't managed to speak to him yet today, despite it being almost lunch time. With a deep sigh, Alex pushed her chair out and stood up, slowly making her way towards Gene's office. With a small, gentle knock, she let herself in. Gene was stood facing the window, hands deep in his pockets.
"Guv" Alex stated her presence, waiting for him to acknowledge her. He didn't. Alex swallowed gently and took a step forward, then paused before walking to stand beside him.
"There's some murderin', dirty scum out there Bolly." He spoke. "And I don't like it. Not on my patch, not anywhere. I'm gunna get every last one of 'em if it's the last thing I do." Alex nodded silently, she didn't need to say anything. "Four girls, Bols. Barely old enough to live on their own." Alex closed her eyes in despair, before containing herself and nodding silently again. "Need to catch the murderin' bastard before he even touches another one". They were then interrupted - maybe somewhat gladly - by Shaz, bringing Gene his awaited cup of tea. Both Gene and Alex turned around as Shaz exited, both taking a deep sigh. Alex began to walk out, yet Gene strode past her, ignoring the cup of tea. "Right, ladies. We've got some serious murderin' scum to catch."
As the team were briefed on the ins and outs of the case, Alex couldn't help but feel this type of case was cropping up way too often nowadays, and she didn't like it, not one bit. The four girls had disappeared and their bodys found within 24 hours. This person was quick, and appeared to know exactly what they were doing. They'd all been found scattered around the same area of Soho, yet apart from this, the team had nothing else to go on.
"Have they been identified Guv?" Ray asked.
"Yeah, their families have been told and we can go visit the Morgue today." Gene replied, placing the pen that he'd been using for the whiteboard down. The only words he'd written were 'Murdering bastard', angrily underlined three times. Alex was staring solemly at the floor, completely out from the conversation the rest of the team was having. "Bolly where's that pretty head of yours?" Gene said gruffly, jumping Alex out of her reverie. It was more of a rhetorical question than one she had to answer, and Alex realised this, bringing her eyes up to Gene's. They exchanged the same glance. He knew exactly what she was thinking. This wasn't good, this wasn't something they wanted happening, and they needed to stop it. Now, before it was too late.
Hope you enjoyed, shall aim to get the next chapter up as soon as possible! Please review, they make my day! xxx
