Three days after spending the night together...

"I'm telling you Guv, he's is not our killer" Alex spoke as she followed Gene through the empty main room of CID towards Gene's office.

"And what makes you think that?"

"He just isn't okay?" she sighed "His whole demeanour isn't that of a killer"

Gene turned on his heels to face her as they stopped outside his office door "Jesus Christ Bolly, I thought you were smarter than this, 'e's only actin' like that because 'e's got some posh totty wigglin' her tits about in his face!"

"Excuse me? I have remained nothing but professional with him!"

Gene scoffed and walked into his office laughing, sighing as she followed him inside and slammed the door shut.

"Of course Bolls, because gigglin' and flirtin' is exactly what professionalism is about"

Before he even registered her grabbing his arm and turning him around to face her, she slapped him hard across his left cheek, holding onto her fingers with her other hand to try and ease the sting she had caused from the force of impact.

"How dare you! How bloody dare you make me out to be some sort of tart!"

"What do you expect?" he yelled at her "You're supposed to be a copper yet you insist on actin' like a bloody hooker!"

She didn't try to slap him, this time she swung for him. Gene had seen it coming this time and he grabbed hold of her flailing fists and slammed her up against the officer door.

"Hit me again DI Drake and you'll find yourself being transferred out to the ends of the bloody universe, do you understand?" he shouted.

She could feel his breath on her face and she shoved him away from her, laughing when he shoved her back.

"Getting physical are you now?" Alex sniggered "Didn't have you down as someone who hits women"

"If you hit like a man then you'd better be prepared to take it like a man" he spat, running a hand through his hair.

That was the last thing either of them remembered before it happened, before a fury of fists and arms and legs blurred their vision as they began to knock seven bells out of each other. An elbow to his stomach, a shove against her back, a knee to the groin, an ankle wrapped around hers to trip her over, a stiletto heel jabbed into his thigh as he moved to tower over her.

"You need...to chill...the fuck...out woman!" Gene spoke slowly, trying to catch his breath.

"Piss off Hunt!" she yelled, kicking her legs out at him and screaming as he grabbed hold of her ankles and flipped her over onto her stomach.

"You need to be taught that smacking a senior officer about won't go unpunished!"

"What, are you gonna teach me a lesson like you did last week?" she spat.

He knelt above her, his legs either side of her waist, his fingers curling into her hair as she tried to sit up and push him away.

"Stay down!"

Gene pinned her down against the tiles, his hand releasing its grip of her hair and resting on her shoulder blade beside his other hand. The only sound in the room was of their laboured breathing.

He brushed her now tousled hair to the side and leant down, his lips almost brushing against her ear "Now are you going to be a good little Drakey and behave, or am I going have to cuff you to the bloody radiator?"

She didn't reply, just kept panting heavily as her cheek rested flat against the cool tiles.

"Don't ignore me Drake!"

"Yes I'll behave!" she yelled.

He shifted away from her, sitting with his back against the filing cabinet after he picked the bottle of whiskey up from his desk, unscrewing the lid and bringing the bottle to his lips to drain some of the amber liquid into his mouth and wince blissfully as the burn slid down his throat.

"Want some?"

Alex sat up and scooted over to him, leaning back against the wall, taking the bottle and swallowing a mouthful "Thanks, I needed that"

"Me too, it's not every day you get into a fist fight with your DI"

She smiled and took another mouthful "You deserved it though"

"I did bloody not!" he objected "I only stated a well known fact"

"Shut it or you'll get another smack"

He turned his head to watch her drink the whiskey, staring at her mouth as her red lips wrapped around the bottle. Ever since the night he'd somewhat forced himself upon her he had imagined what else those lips could do, it was one of his fantasises to make his DI hot and breathless in his office, but those fantasies had always been sexual escapades and not a brawl.

"Stop staring at me, you impossible man"

He laughed as he watched her break into a smile and he couldn't help but grin too, it was contagious. Leaning over he brushed her hair behind her ear, his fingers combing through the silky soft strands.

"Sometimes I miss that daft perm you used to have" he spoke, a slight smirk tugging at his lips.

"Well if you hadn't shot me then the hospital wouldn't have cut the curls out" she retorted, sighing heavily and turning to look him in the eye "What's going on Gene? A few days ago you turn up out of the blue and spend the night and now we're fighting again, what's all that about?"

"Not the foggiest..." he sighed "You know I'm not good when it comes ter talkin' about my feelin's"

"Yeah well you scared me that night Gene and that was the first time I've ever been genuinely scared because of you"

"You could have said stop"

"I didn't want you to"

"So you're glad I came round then?"

"Yes I am" she smiled "It's been too long Gene, three years we've spent dancing around our feelings for one another..."

"It's been three years since I decided you needed a good hard shag"

"You really are incredible Gene" she sighed "Here's me trying to get the ball rolling and you still cannot get your mind out of the gutter"

"Can't 'elp it, that fight got the blood flowin' and I think your screamin' woke Sgt Rock up"

Alex burst out laughing, resting her head against his shoulder as her hand found its way to his, their fingers lacing together.

"So what happens now?" he spoke quietly.

Alex shrugged "I don't know, maybe we could go back to my flat and see what happens?"

"I can tell you what's going t' 'appen, we're gonna 'ead straight to the bedroom!" he smirked.

Alex giggled as she pulled herself to her feet "If you say so Guv"

Gene also got up off the floor of his office, grabbing his coat and slipping his arm round her waist, leading her out of CID, out of the station and over to Luigi's, where they spent the night talking and getting everything out in the open before falling into bed together, again.