Title: Blackadder, Edmund Blackadder
Rating: PG-13
See the prologue for all other information
Chapter 1 – Good Tidings
10 years later…
The luck Edmund had felt over a decade ago was gone. He was still stuck in this crap hole of an assignment in the annals of England. The fact that the town and precinct for that matter was full of complete morons didn't help matters. Yes he had weeded out some of the bad coppers and villains in the system, but according to headquarters he was still missing one. He was still going back to London, back to his old life, one to two weekends each month. That still didn't make up for the ten and a half years he was forced to stay in Gasforth, a couple of times he had asked HQ if he was being punished in some way, or if they were sure that their intel. was valid. They always came back to him telling him that he wasn't being punished (yet) and that their information was indeed valid. He still couldn't help but wonder, after all he was romantically involved with the desk sergeant, which was against the rules, and almost eleven years seemed excessive. Thank god they had promoted him to Inspector which did seem to make things easier, and he got to keep the pay from the service and his current job as Inspector.
But no matter what they paid him, that couldn't make up for the fact that most of his officers were idiots, except for one Maggie Habib and of course his lovely girlfriend Patricia Dawkins. The plain clothed officers weren't much better, could have something to do with their commanding officer, Detective Inspector Derek Grim. Grim was the kind of man that was so absent minded and dumb it looked like it hurt, Edmund wondered if Baldrick was more intelligent which made Edmund wonder seriously about the British education systems.
On the brighter side, he had been dating the very beautiful Patricia for ten years, she now wore her attractive blonde hair short, but she was as stubborn, sharp and strong as ever. And one of the newer constables, Maggie Habib, who'd only been there for about two years, had an extremely sharp mind and a talented wit that matched his. She almost could have been his twin sister, except for the fact that she had dark toned skin. But her features were like Patricia's, striking and stunning and delicate, but also conveying strength.
That was all the bright side consisted of; in fact things seemed to get worse as time passed. Five years ago a new mayor was elected; actually it would be more appropriate to say that she was placed there to keep an eye on him. She was an agent that had a serious attitude problem, not only was she ugly physically in Edmund's opinion, but also had an ugly personality. Not only was it bad enough that he had to talk to her but his profile had also been updated. Apparently he and the mayoress, Chrissy Wickham, went to school together, and worst of all he is supposed to have a crush on her! Now he believed he was being punished. Not only did he dislike her but he ranked higher than her and now had to follow her commands.
Today started like any other, he woke up took a soothing shower, had breakfast and went to work. Edmund Walked in to the station and headed to his office to collect his files, then to the debriefing room. Things had actually been quite around the station and town for some time now which made him wonder if his mark hadn't found some way to split. Or it could have been the fact that Det.Grim had been on holiday.
"Mornin' Sir" Greeted Constable Habib.
"Good Morning, Constable" He said cheerfully. He was actually even more cheery today because Constable Goody, the worst mama's boy and thickest of all of his officers was going on a holiday himself with his mother. But as Edmund had found out over the years good things always come with a price, Grim was coming back from his holiday today.
Not having anything to debrief his officers with, so he instructed them to continue with what they were doing. He himself sat down at his desk in the large debriefing room. Things seemed to be going smoothly, but what Edmund hadn't noticed was that Grim hadn't returned yet. But he didn't think anything of it, he just continued to work quietly sometimes sitting back observing everybody.
"Raymond, there is a lady here that wishes to speak with you" Came Patricia's voice from behind him. "Just a minute" He replied, curious who it could be and what they would want with him. He knew it couldn't have been Mayoress Wickham because Patricia hated her and was jealous of the fact that her boyfriend had a "crush" on her. So consequently Patricia usually introduced her as a "stuck up tart".
Edmond walked out to the main desk and nearly stopped dead in his tracks when he saw who it was. The lady had medium length jet black crimped hair. Gorgeous Features, and could never possibly have trouble getting a date with a body like that.
"Hello, how may I help you, Miss…?" He asked.
"Turner, Irene Turner. Inspector, have some concerns about one of my neighbors that I need some help with." She replied.
"Well Mrs. Turner, please step into my office and we will discuss the matter." He held out his hand indicating the way to his private office.
"Oh god Lorna, you nearly gave me a heart attack." Edmund said once he was sure they were alone and out of earshot.
"Hello to you to." She replied.
"It is good to see you, but what brings you out here, to the bowels of England?" He inquired.
She grinned wickedly, "To get you out of this shit hole of course," She winked. Edmund just looked at her confused, not quite sure of what she meant. Or maybe he couldn't believe it was true.
"We got some new intelligence, so HQ sent me and Bough to deliver you the intelligence."
"Well it must be urgent if they wouldn't wait another week for my update."
"As it turns out your man made a move, and we fear that he may have discovered that you are an agent."
"How the hell is that possible, I couldn't possibly be more undercover or unlike an agent if I tried!"
"We're not sure; something recent must have made him wonder. But regardless we need to act fast."
"What do you have?" He inquired.
"We managed to get some photos of a huge drug trade and we think we caught your man in one of the photos." This really piqued Edmund's interest.
"Let me see." Lorna handed him the pictures. As he glanced at them he did notice some one that he knew and recognized. He grinned.
"Gotcha." He grinned even wider.
"The thing is we aren't sure how to play this out and HQ doesn't want to give up your position just incase there are others." Lorna said in a concerned tone. She knew the most that Edmund hated his position. No hated was not strong enough of a word.
"Give up my position! What position, the position that puts me in charge of a bunch of morons, the position that wastes every minute of my training and time. Intel has been saying for years there is only one left! What do they just make this shit up, who in there hates me!" Edmund was furious.
"Calm down. That is precisely what Bough and I said." Lorna tried to calm down Edmund. "Like I said we are here to get you out which means we bag this shit head, fix up loose ends and you are home free."
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