Okay, we're not even going to mention the long wait for this chapter because everyone who started reading this story has now died of old age. This chapter kind of kicks off the story. We didn't really plan this one out, we're just going to make it up as we go along. So let's see how that works out ;) Can we just thank all you reviewers we'd give you all a big hug if we could :D Get's a bit dark in this one but hopefully it explains a lot and as always watch out for a little bit o' Galex xxx


Gene and Alex were led back into CID at gunpoint. Alex's heat was racing. She tied to keep a straight face but this didn't change the fact that she was terrified. She stumbled over her own feet twice as she walked along; sick with nerves. After her second stumble she felt something on her arm.

Gene had Taken her elbow and was leading her gently along. She looked at him but he didn't look back, yet his grip remained firm. He didn't let go once they had stopped, it was almost as if he was scared to let her out of his grip for one second. Alex however, didn't mind. The warmth of his fingers wrapped around her arm meant suddenly, she wasn't so scared anymore.

Alex looked around, everyone else had gone home. I was just the five of them- Herself, Gene, Chris, Shaz and Ray. They had formed a kind of barrier, standing shoulder to shoulder.

'Do you fink we're goin' to die? Chris?' Shaz asked, in a heartbreakingly shaky voice

'They'll 'ave to blow a hole through my head before they get anywhere near yer baby' Chris answered

'Too bloody right' Added Ray

'Will yer all shut up' Gene snapped 'Nobody is goin' to die. Not on my watch and definitely not in my bloody department!'

Alex felt a fleeting surge of affection towards her constructs as she stared, wide eyed at the few men surrounding them. Each holding a loaded gun pointed at one of their heads. The affection suddenly turned to anger. These were her constructs.

She looked at the door. Locked. She looked at the windows. Locked. She looked at the emergency exits. Locked. Locked. Locked. They had thought of everything. Whatever this was, it was planned. Michael swaggered up to Gene, not lowering his gun.

'Hands' He ordered.

Gene glared back at him with a hatred so strong it could have caused flowers to wither and die. There was a moment's pause. 'I said' He commanded slightly louder 'give me your hands' there was silence again. Michael's finger stroked the trigger.

'Gene...' Alex whispered desperately, her voice shaking 'Gene, do what he says'

Gene shot Alex a glance, let go of her arm and then slowly raised his hands out in front of him.

Michael punched him forcefully in the stomach and he doubled over in pain. Grabbing his wrists he began to tie him up.


Once they were all bound and sitting back to back in the centre of the room, Michael's colleges left. The prison escape, the evidence and helping him hijack CID. Their work was done.

Michael was once again the centre of attention, and he was loving it.

'So Mr Hunt, we meet again. I believe last time you saw me, it was I that had my hands tied behind my back. Funny isn't it...how things change'

'I don't see anything that's changed. You're still a dickhead...'

'SHUT UP' He screamed. They all jumped. His polite scathing manner was dropped instantly. He glared at Gene for a second before pacing the room again. Alex sighed loudly to herself, Great. He's a psycho.

'I'll just get right to the point shall I? Besides my revenge for you putting me behind bars there is a reason why I'm here. Last time we met Mr Hunt, I had a girlfriend. Would you like to know where she is now?'

This time he remained silent.

'So would I...' His voice grew quieter and somehow, more disturbing 'I would just LOVE-' They jumped again '-to know just where the lying, cheating, treacherous, scheming little BITCH is now!'

'But you know' He whispered, moving forwards so he was standing, looking directly down at Gene. 'You...' his voice was now shaking with anger 'You, turned her against me. You, took her away from me'

'She came ter me, Michael, when she found out what yer'd done. She did the right thing, wanted nothin' more to do with a murderin' scumbag like you'

'WHERE IS SHE?' This time he really lost control, his gun pointed directly at Genes face. Alex practically held her breath.

'I personally promised Zoe tha' she would never 'ave to see yer again. We gave her protection, a new address, a new life, one withou' you in it. Do yer seriously think that I'm goin' ter shatter all that and let you bastard anywhere near her just because you brandished that in my face?

Michael brought his gun back to his side and laughed. The sound chilled Alex to the bone. Being a police psychologist she had worked with scary people all her life but there was something really unsettling about Michael that she couldn't put her finger on.

'You took her away and if you don't give her back...' His eyes glinted

'What are you goin' to do? Throw a tantrum?'

'Like I said Gene, things have changed. You now have more weakness' than you'd care to admit'

'What are you talkin' about?' Gene said angrily

'Last time me met, you weren't in love' He replied in an almost sing song voice. Like an older brother teasing a younger one.

Gene couldn't find the words. He simply made an indignant sound with his throat. There was an awkward pause. 'I don't know what yer on about'

Gene didn't see but at that moment Ray's moustache twitched, Chris elbowed him in the ribs and Shaz waited with baited breath.

Before Alex knew what was happening she was grabbed and pulled roughly upwards. She tried to fight back, but being tied made it difficult.

'What are you-get off me!'

Michael dragged her up in front of Gene, the barrel of his gun pressed under her neck. He pulled her up straight against him.

'Well I know what you see in her Gene, she's gorgeous!' He laughed, pulling her around as she tried to fight him off.

'Let go of her' Gene spat, his heart pounding in his chest

'Any brains in that pretty head of yours sweetheart? How about I blow it open and check?' He lifted the gun to her temple.

Alex fumbled with her fingers, trying to prise off his crushing, steel grip around her chest. She gasped for air as her struggling became weaker 'Ow, I can't...can't...'

'Get off her!' Gene shouted, struggling to get up

Alex's face turned white and Michael chuckled as she grew weak and limp.

'LET HER GO! SHE CAN'T BREATHE! LET HER GO!'

Michael let her drop to the floor. 'Temper temper.' He grinned and then his face turned serious. 'Your time is running out, faster than you think, just listen...very carefully.' And with that he left. 'I'll be back!' They heard him call before the door was slammed loudly behind him, the lock clicked in place.

Chris, Ray and Shaz all started talking at once.

Alex lay curled on the floor, the colour fast returning to her face. She gasped and choked for air.

'Alex' Gene muttered, doing his best to get over to her. He turned her over on her back 'Are you alright?' Her gasps continued. 'ARE YOU ALRIGHT?' He yelled more urgently.

'Fine, 'm fine' She croaked, blinking the tears out of her eyes and attempting to sit up. Gene rushed to help her as best as he could. 'What did he mean about listening carefully?' She asked.

'The man's a psycho, it could mean anything...' He began

'Shhh' Alex interrupted. She closed her eyes 'Can you hear that?' They all stopped talking and there was a moments silence before...

Gene's stomach plummeted, he knew that sound.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...


*gasp* So what did you think? There will be more about the Molly/Alex story next chapter. Please please review, makes our day. Hope you had a great Christmas and we'll see you soon. Take care, Phoebe and Eliza xxx