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She waited until he was asleep before crossing swiftly to what she assumed to be his wardrobe.
Glancing back she cautiously opened the door, she gasped as she realised he hung his shirts in colour order. Picking out the tattiest looking one, she shed her top and trousers and slipped the shirt on.
She caught sight of herself in the mirror- her tiny frame engulfed by his huge shirt, padding back to the bed she slid under the covers, smiling softly as Gene moaned in his sleep.
Alex knew there would be an argument in the morning, after all she was wearing one of his shirts in his bed. Looking across at his sleeping form this was far easier than she'd thought it would be. She could feel the warmth emanating from his body as she reached out to touch him, she froze as he mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like her name.
Was he dreaming about her? Or was it just because she was there? Satisfied that he had gone back to sleep she gently rested her hand on his shoulder, soft warm skin was all she found , feeling braver she danced her hand lightly down his arm, across his chest and abdomen covered by the hideous but strangely appealing vest.
Surprising herself yet again at the sheer bulk of this man, deciding to take a chance, she skimmed her hand across the bulge in his boxer shorts, what was it he'd said? Oh yes, bigger in every department. She jumped as his hand grabbed her wrist;
"I may be pissed but that doesn't mean you can cop a feel" He growled menacingly
"I wasn't…Gene let go, you're hurting me"
"What gives you the right to do that?" He asked softly, the hurt evident in his voice
"I just….wanted to see if it was true….please let go, you're hurting me Gene" She pleaded with him as his grip tightened
"Get out" Gene's voice was dangerously soft
Alex left as quickly as she could, tears stinging her eyes, not wanting to go home she found herself by the river. Looking carefully to the right she could see the barge where she was lying twenty seven years in the future, looking down she realised she was still wearing Gene's shirt under her leather jacket, she felt strangely comforted as if he were nearby.
Alex entered CID cautiously the next morning aware that Gene was probably still angry about last night.
"Ma'am, what happened to your wrist?" Shaz spoke first having noticed that her wrist was angry red and purple
"I got caught doing something I shouldn't" She looked up aware of Gene's eyes on her
"Give you a belt did he? About time too" Ray spoke up
"You wouldn't say that if you knew who it was, actually you probably would, you like a bit of rough don't you?" She spat nastily
"Was it that Evan bloke ma'am?" Shaz asked
"No it was that Danny Moore" She whispered conspiratorially, laughing at the look on Shaz's face
"Really ma'am?"
"Yep"
"What were you doing?"
"Touching his privates while he was asleep" She whispered again
"That's terrible ma'am!" Shaz blushed furiously
Alex laughed knowing that Gene was listening, sauntering into the kitchenette, she held her breath as she heard him speaking to Ray
"Drake, a word" He stuck his head into the kitchen "You can bring us a brew an' all"
Hunting for a plate she laid some pink wafers and garibaldi's. Balancing the plate on her good wrist, she kicked open his office door
"Oi watch it" He growled
"Do you want to be wearing your tea? Cos I certainly don't" She snapped back putting the mugs down "What did you want?"
"Close the door"
Alex did as she was told, feeling like she had obey him
"What did you say to Granger?"
"Exactly what happened last night, why? Got a problem?"
"Are you planning on giving my shirt back?" He looked pointedly at her
"Missing it are you?"
"One of my favourites actually" He snapped back "Looks good on you though" He added quietly, so quietly in fact Alex thought she had imagined it
"Gene, about last night…"
"You were out of order" Gene cut her off "I asked you to stay, not touch me up. I wrongly thought I could trust you Alex"