Hurt
Davina had lost count of how many times she had huffed in the last hour, not that it had done her any good. She slumped down into an arm-chair in the corner of Smithy's sitting room and eyed the small blonde sat huddled in the corner on the sofa. After being discharged from the hospital Smithy had insisted on bringing her home, not that Davina understood why, Stevie was mugged. Hundreds of people were everyday. Davina pushed her heels from her feet and flopped her way through the flat to Smithy's kitchen where he stood at waiting for the kettle to boil, she dropped her shoes by the door. "How long is she going to be staying?"
"She has a name" he replied and Davina could feel her blood boiling deep inside her and she went to speak but he spun to face her a concerned look on his face "Look Davina I know this can't be easy but she is welcome here for as long as she needs"
"And what about me?"
"What about you?"
"Well I'm guessing she isn't going to be sleeping on the sofa-"
"No-" he shouted "She aint, she has had a rough few hours and will need a good nights sleep-"
"So I'm just supposed to put up with my boyfriend sharing his bed with another woman-". Smithy let out a laugh as he turned back to the kettle
"No, I have no intentions of sleeping in there with Stevie. I will sleep on the sofa-"
"So where am I ment to sleep?" she asked
"You have your own place don't you? Go home". Davina stared at him for a few seconds, she couldn't believe her ears, he was actually kicking her out so that Stevie could stay. She was his girlfriend and she loved him, all Stevie had ever done was be a prick tease, led him on. Obviously she had spent to long mauling over her thoughts as he turned back to her, two drinks in his hands "Listen Davina, you know I care for you but this is important-"
"More important than me, than us?" she shouted, not really caring that Stevie could most probably hear from the living room.
Stevie had heard shouting and not wanting to pry had pushed the living room door too, arriving back at Smithy's flat he had shown her straight to the shower and giving her some fresh towels and one of his old shirts to put on. She rose to her feet and headed over to the photos that hung on the wall. Some were of him and the Sunhill team, some faces from the past Gina and Tony. Some she didn't even recognise. One of him and Davina, her sat in-between his legs smiling towards the camera and him looking to the right, you couldn't see what his eyes were watching but it was clearly not his girlfriend. The last two that hung directly in the middle were of her, one of the two of them larking around at the pub after the Devilin court case. The other was of her more so than anyone, Smithy wasnt in it and she had guessed he had taken it. The photo was of her laughing with Jo Masters a few months ago. She looked so genuinely happy. "Its a beautiful photo-". She heard the front door bang and he glanced over his shoulder before back to her. "You have a real sparkle in your eyes"
"I wouldn't go that far-" she walked over and took the coffee from his hands, taking a long greedy sip before glancing back to his eyes "I'm sorry, I havent meant to cause you and Davina any problems"
"You aint"
"Smithy-" she began, she knew she should offer to leave, let him be with his girlfriend. He took a sip of his own drink and let out a grateful sigh as the caffeine hit him.
"Stevie-" he interrupted "I said its fine. You can stay as long as you want to-" he paused and he took another sip of his drink and smiled as he sunk down onto the sofa, she followed and sat the opposite end. "Why don't you go and get some sleep?"
"I cant" she let a smile grace her lips as she stared at him "Someone is coming out to take my statement". Smithy smiled at her moving over and placing his hand over hers
"It can wait"
"No I need to get it done, if I'm going to tell them about the-" she choked back a sob and forced a fake smile to her face "I have to do it tonight-"
"Right, well I will get onto Jo and find out who is coming out and when they will be here". He placed his half empty cup onto the coffee table before walking back out towards the kitchen.
"Governor'" Jo shouted after the man ascending the stairs two at a time. The Detective Inspector turned to face her but carried on up the stairs and she jogged to catch him, his eyes were tired and his hair scruffy, and he looked very unprofessional, something he rarely looked. He stopped at the top of the stairs allowing her to finally meet him. She took a deep breath and looked into his dark brown eyes "Are you here about Stevie Gov?"
"Yes, I will go and see her first thing, I want to hold a briefing with uniform first"
"Sir-" she spoke as he turned to walk away and he turned back, sighing loudly to let her know it better be important "I have just spoke to Inspector Smith, he has taken Stevie home with him-"
"Ok well I will go there, later"
"He made it sound very urgent Gov-" she handed over a sealed envelope and she noticed his eyes roll over the Private and Confidential marking sprawled across the front "He asked me to ensure you read this. He said it is a matter of urgency that you go to see Stevie asap and that-" she tapped the top of the envelope "This would make it clear why". Neil ripped the top of the brown envelope and glanced over the hospital report. Jo had guessed that Smithy had the hospital fast track the letter from St Hugh's. "Gov?" she prompted the man stood staring at the paper
"Get onto Grace and get her to meet me at Smithy's now-"
"Is everything ok Gov?" she called after the DI as he headed down the stairs. "Neil-" she jogged back down the stairs and watched through the window as he stalked towards his car and climbed inside.
Davina had stormed the streets of London for about half an hour when she found herself stood staring up at the first floor flat. She hated the woman now, she was taking everything that was important. She let out a slight scream before lifting a lose stone from the garden into her hands. She pulled it back and went to chuck it towards the building. The firm hand gripped her wrist and she dropped the rock turning and collapsing into the mans arms. "Easy Davina-" the Sergeant dropped the rock to the floor and smiled down at the redhead. "You trying to get yourself sacked, a criminal record and lose your bloke all in one go-"
"It's too late, he doesn't give a damn about me"
"Oh come on, it was obvious he would help Stevie out-" the sergeant glanced up at the flat "They have history"
"And don't I bloody know it-" Davina suddenly pulled back from the Sergeant and glanced back at the flat, it dawning on her what she was about to do "I can't believe I was-" she placed her hand over her mouth and let out a soft sob "What the hell is wrong with me?"
"I think its called love" Callum replied
"What are you doing here anyway?"
"Smithy asked me to come and make sure the place is secure and pick up a couple of bits for Stevie-"
"Of course"
"You want to come in?" he asked "You shouldnt be standing out here in the streets of London on your own". Once inside the flat she glanced round, she had only ever been to Stevie's once in the past and it was just as neat today as it had been then. In the far corner of the room there was a small table with two chairs, a bunch of flowers resting in a clear vase. There was a huge flat screen TV near to the huge bay window and a small black leather sofa pointed towards it. "Its a nice place" the voice of the sergeant startled her, and she nodded, thinking how her own little bed-sit didn't compare in the slightest.
"I shouldnt be here-"
"You been in the bedroom?"
"No-" Davina replied, slightly appalled at the idea of snooping round her colleagues flat "Why would I?"
"Go and have a look" she glared at him, her eyes burning into his and he let out a laugh "She has photos, I just thought you might want to see them". She pushed past him and headed through the flat to the door in the far corner of the hall way. She pushed on the handle and stepped inside. On the walls there were photos of Stevie with many different men "She obviously aint fussy-"
"What and that's meant to make me feel better?". Davina ran her eyes over the photos, some of Stevie with Mickey, some with a man Davina didn't recognise at all. Some of her with Callum and Nate and even one with Jo. Davina headed over to the three stood on the dressing table and moved her hand to cover her mouth. Callum smiled to himself before following her "Look-"
"I didn't see these ones" he lifted the photo into his hand and sighed, Stevie had her lips pressed tightly to Smithy's, he had no doubt the kiss was just that of a friendly one but then he knew how it must look to Smithy's girlfriend
"He promised me nothing had happened between them-"
"Maybe it hasn't, they were undercover together-"
"I know, he told me all that but he never told me about this-" she snatched the photo back from him and chucked it to the floor before smashing her heel into it, the glass splinted and she let out a scream.
"You know the best thing you can do-" Callum lifted her chin so her eyes left the smashed photo and met his "Play them at their own game" he lent gently into the Detectives lips.
The DI smiled at his girlfriend before handing the paperwork from the hospital to her "I don't have to stress this is kept completely confidential for the time being-". He watched the woman scan the words with her beautiful brown eyes, watching the horror unveil, he could see the same look plastered on her face as he had about half an hour before hand. He smoothed his tie before taking a quick glance at his watch, it was fast approaching 5am and ideally he would leave the interview until more sociable hours but this was an exceptional case.
"Rape" Grace glanced up from the paper and to her boyfriend "Stevie was raped"
"So it would seem-" he tapped the paper "It says the full report is to follow, listing her injures"
"Poor Stevie"
"We need to keep this strictly professional Grace, no emotions-"
"She is my friend-"
"Then I will get someone else here-"
"No" Grace interrupted him "I can do it Gov".
"I have no doubt Grace, that's why I choose you". Neil rose his hand and gently pressed on the door bell, within a few seconds the Inspector pulled the door open. He stepped aside and allowed them to walk in, Neil gestured to the letter "I'm assuming that's why you wanted us out so quickly". Smithy took the paperwork and ran his eyes over the words before staring at the two.
"She is in the living room-" he handed the letter back and smiled "Take it easy though, she is very distressed". Smithy led the way into the room and smiled at her tiny figure, her legs pulled into her stomach and her head resting onto her knees. "Stevie-" he moved over and placed his hand gently onto her back, she glanced up "Neil and Grace are here to take your statement"
"I-" she stuttered and it was clear for them all to see she was struggling to find her words "I'm not sure if I can do this-"
he took her hand in his and squeezed it tight "I-"
"You listen to me Stevie, I know you are frightened but what that man did to you was wrong and he has to be stopped-"
"And we will be here every step of the way" Grace cut in "It only takes one of us too take your statement so why dont I take yours and Neil can go and take Smithy's in the kitchen-"
"I'm not leaving her-" Smithy interrupted
"Smithy-" he glanced at the blonde detective and she let out a silent sob "I cant do this with you here-". She couldn't deny the hurt on his face but he seemed to understand and gave a slight nod of his head. Leaning in and placing a kiss to her head
"I will be in the kitchen if you need anything" he spoke softly before leading Neil out and towards the kitchen.
Davina quickly pulled her long fingers through her red hair, to say she felt guilty was an understatement. She focused her eyes on her purple nail varnish, knowing she couldn't look at the bloke laying on the bed next to her. She had never believed Smithy had cheated on her so how could she allow herself to do it to him. She felt him rise to her body as she perched on the edge of the bed and she quickly pulled the covers tight round her body "You ok?" his voice was calm but unsettling and she turned to face him.
"You wont tell Smithy will you?"
"Now that depends-" he laughed "If you can promise not to go throwing any more stones around, then I wont have to tell him"
"I meant about this-" she pointed down to the bed "What we just did"
"Your secrets safe Davina-" he ran his finger down her back and stopped half way "But how I am going to explain knowing about that little tattoo you have on your backside-"
"Please Callum, I love Smithy-"
"You have a funny way of showing it"
"Callum, I need to know if you are going to tell Smithy?"
"What?" he smirked reaching for his clothes from Stevie's bedroom floor "That I bedded his girlfriend, that she obviously isn't getting enough at home so-"
"It wasnt like that, I was depressed and worried-"
"There is always excuses but no at the moment I see no reason to tell Smithy" he pulled his shirt on and headed out of the bedroom door. Davina choked back the sob that was stuck in her throat. She wiped under her eyes softly and glanced at the photo smashed on the floor, wishing she could give Smithy what he wanted.
Smithy had been sat at the kitchen table for about forty minutes, Neil had asked him to give his account of what happened, which he had, making sure not to leave out any detail, he had thought about going to make sure Stevie was ok, he could hear her crying and that was breaking his heart. Neil placed a glass of water in front of him and sunk down in the chair opposite him. He fiddled with his tie and Smithy sat staring at him, he and Neil had a long history, they had both been at Sunhill a long time and he had full faith that he would find Stevie's attacker. "How are you doing anyway?" the DI asked. Smithy shrugged his shoulders, in one night the love of his life had been attacked, leaving her devastated and his girlfriend had left him.
"What do you reckon?"
"It's not personal" Neil gestured to the door "Stevie wanting to do it alone"
"But I'm meant to be helping her, how am I supposed to support her when I aint even in the same room-"
"Maybe she doesn't want you to see her hurting"
"Or maybe she just doesn't trust me, if I find out who did this, I don't think I could keep my cool, Id kill them and she knows it-". The kitchen door opening stopped him in his tracks and Grace peered inside and smiled at Neil, Smithy could see the tears stinging her eyes and he guessed Stevie had gone over every little heartbreaking detail.
"We are all done in there" she spoke glancing between the two men
"Yes us too" he rose to his feet and placed his hand gently to Smithy's shoulder "We will show ourselves out". He heard them say a goodbye to Stevie and he knew he should go in and make sure she was ok but he just couldn't, he remained sat staring in to the empty cup on the table.
"I'm sorry" she smiled "I didn't mean to chuck you out of your own living room-" he glanced up and her eyes were bloodshot and cheeks a burning red, it broke his heart all over again seeing her so upset
"No I get you didn't need me-" he rose to his feet and she gripped his wrist as he went to move past her
"No Smithy it wasnt like that"
"Stevie its fine-"
"I wanted you there, I need you by my side" he could see the tears streaming down her cheeks but he remained silent to allow her to talk "But I don't want you to see me as a victim" she wiped her eyes "As someone who has been raped". He pulled her tight into his arms and smiled
"But you are the victim Stevie and you are going to have to deal with it" he pulled back and stared down into her watery eyes "But your also Stevie Moss and you are truly amazing, and nothing that has happened to you will change who I feel about you" he placed a gentle kiss to her lips and smiled as he pulled back "The bed is all ready for you, try to get some sleep and I will see you in the morning" she watched him head through and into the living room, the kiss still tingling on her lips, it wasnt like they hadn't shared kisses before, some even verging on snog's but there was something more to that kiss, it was fueled by his love for her.
The morning had dragged on and Stevie had been tossing and turning for about three hours before making her way from Smithy's bedroom and into the kitchen. She flicked on his kettle and sighed to herself, she had to recal every little detail, what that man had done, how she had tried to scream and he had covered her mouth, holding her hands above her head as he raped her she was distressed and he had enjoyed seeing her squirm. "Hey-" the voice startled her and she smiled at the man leaning against the kitchen door frame "You ok?". She moved her head ever so slightly that she wasnt sure he had registered the nod but she had no more energy
"I'm sorry if I woke you-" he shook his head as if her apologies wasnt needed and she pointed to the kettle "You want a tea?"
"I will make it, you go and put your feet up-" she smiled as he headed to the kettle but she didn't move from where she lent against the sink "I have heard from Neil and there has been a development I have to go in for work so I can fill you in when I get back-"
"I want to come on-"
"No chance"
"Smithy I have work to do, I got a child killed yesterday and I have so much paperwork it would give a tree nightmares" he grinned at her and she took the coffee he had made and took a small sip "I need to carry on as normal"
"Promise me you will take it easy" he took a sip of his own drink and glanced up at the clock, it was coming up to half ten and she could see his mind ticking "Once I have drunk this I'm going for a run, you can have a shower if you want and there are some of your clothes in the hall way, Callum dropped them off once you had gone to bed". He took another greedy sip and sighed as the front door banged shut "Davina" he mouthed to Stevie and she took another sip of her drink and headed to the door with the full intent of giving the couple some privacy.
"You are still here then" Davina cried as she walked into the kitchen, pushing Stevie back inside with her "I really thought you would-" she stared at Smithy "She was mugged, why are you chucking us away for her?". Stevie glanced at Smithy and he was visibly upset
"I'm not doing this now Davina"
"Choose?" she shouted "Me or Stevie?"
"Dont ask that of me Davina". Stevie had enough this wasnt fair on the Inspector, he didn't deserve this, all he had done was try to help her, he didn't deserve this ultimatum
"Please don't take this out on Smithy-" she began
"Dont you dare, he is my boyfriend and you have your handbag nicked, batt your eyelashes and he drops everything-"
"I wasnt mugged" Stevie forced a smile to her face "Last night I was raped". Davina covered her mouth, she clearly regretted her words now, she was feeling guilty it was obvious. "I'm going to have that shower now Smithy". He nodded watching her slip from the room and his eyes darted back to his girlfriend.
"How could you do that?" he shouted
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked "It was a mugging, only a mugging" he looked at her slightly confused before rinsing his cup under the tap and walking towards the door
"I'm going for a run and then into work. I would appreciate it if you gave me some space until later. I need to think".
What had happened had spread round the station like wildfire and Stevie was the subject of everyone's gossip and it was hurting her so much already. Smithy placed his hand to the small of her back and lent into her ear "Ignore them" he stared at the uniformed officers all watching Stevie "Aint you lot got some work to be doing" he shouted and Stevie gulped back her fear. They were on their way to see Neil and Stevie was dreading what he had to say. She pushed her short blonde locks behind her ears as she paused outside the CID double doors "Keep your head held high Stevie, I'm here no matter what". Once inside all eyes turned to the pair and he squeezed her hand tight pulling her towards Neil's office
"Smithy-" Davina called and he opened the door for Stevie to walk into Neil's office before returning his gaze to his girlfriend now stood behind him
"Inspector Smith-" he corrected her "And unless this is work related I don't want to know" he snapped
"I'm sorry-" she whispered before turning away and heading back towards her desk. He headed into Neil's office and smiled at the DS sitting opposite the man. The two were in the middle of a conversation and he just pushed the door closed.
"So who then?" Stevie asked, returning her eyes to Neil from Smithy
"At the moment we don't know Stevie, we have the mans DNA but it doesn't match that of David Jone's family like we thought it would-"
"So they weren't involved?" Smithy asked and Neil's glare made Smithy realise this was the conversation before he entered the room
"Not directly no, that's not to say someone may have been acting on their behalf, but we at the moment feel there is not a connection-"
"But this man knew me. If it wasnt to do with David then why me?". Neil rose to his feet and moved round the desk and sat on the edge, moving his paperwork slightly as he did
"At the moment, we don't know Stevie, but we also don't know if you are still in danger-"
"He could come back for me, I'm not safe"
"You are safe Stevie, I wont leave your side-" Smithy interjected
"I don't want a bloody bodyguard" she shouted at him before returning her eyes to Neil "Are we done I need to get some water" Neil simply nodded and she rose to her feet making her way from the room. He followed her into the corridor outside CID and grabbed her hand and she turned and fell into his body sobbing "I'm sorry Smithy".