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Sorry it's been a while guys! Stupid reality getting in the way again! Anyway, hope you like it!
At twelve o'clock sharp Alex got out of the car and knocked the door quietly. Chris, who had been waiting on the other side of the door, opened it immediately. Alex stepped inside and spoke in hushed tones.
"Anything happened Chris?"
"He put the cat out about twenty minutes ago ma'am, put the milk bottles out an' all"
"Anything significant Chris?"
"Not really."
"Right, well you get off then."
Alex let him out and climbed the stairs. It was going to be a long night. She pushed back the door of the back bedroom, trying to locate the furniture in the dark. Kite cleared her throat.
"Down here. By the window."
Alex let her eyes adjust before making her way to the window, picking up the binoculars and looking out to the house opposite. Barnes sat watching the TV from his arm chair.
"Well aren't you the lucky one ma'am? Shacked up in here with Gene later, all alone. I suppose you did the rota?"
Alex lowered the binoculars, raising an eyebrow at Nicky.
"What are you suggesting Kite?"
Nicky shrugged and pouted a little.
"Well you know. I don't blame you though. I'd have done the same thing in your position. Big strong man like that. He's a man's man and a ladies man. If I had my way-"
"Can we concentrate on the job at hand by any chance?"
Oh yes, it was going to be a very long night indeed. By one o'clock Alex was seriously contemplating turning her weapon on Nicky, but a sound from the pavement below caught Alex's attention. She hushed Nicky with a hand, raising the camera to take photos.
A hooded man made his way along the pavement below, coming to a stop at Barnes' door. Alex snapped away while they tried to hear what the two men were whispering about. Nicky was actually holding her breath. Alex smiled to herself as her subconscious wished she'd do it more often…perhaps permanently.
The discussion on the pavement seemed to be getting a little heated, the hooded man pushing Barnes in the chest and waving his finger in his face. Barnes backed off, nodding before the hooded man backed away and walked off. Nicky sighed.
"Did you get a look at his face?"
"No. The cap and hoody combination will be used in crime for years to come, believe me."
Nicky nodded and sat back against the wall, writing in her notepad. Maybe she wasn't such a bad copper after all?
Alex sat alone staring out at the house opposite. There had been no activity since 1am besides Barnes switching off the lights and heading up to bed half an hour ago.
Kite had gone downstairs to boil the kettle and fill the coffee flask. Gene would be here any moment to take over. Kite would wait downstairs to let Gene in quickly and quietly, update him and then leave.
That was it.
So why was Alex imagining all sorts of things? She closed her eyes trying to push the images away. Instead they became more vivid and danced in front of her eyes.
Nicky would smile and tilt her face up to his. Gene would let her whisper sweet nothings into his ear while he pulled her closer, pressing her against his body and yanking up her tiny skirt.
Nicky would tangle her fingers through his hair, messing it up and moaning his name as he began to thrust into her hard and deep. Gene would push into her until she found her release and brought him closer to his own. He would rest his head on her shoulder and release her thigh from where he'd gripped it, trying to catch his breath and he'd whisper…
"Bolls?"
Alex jerked up her head in surprise. Gene was standing in the doorway, flask in hand, giving her a curious look.
"Nice was it?"
Now Alex gave him a curious look. Surely he didn't know…No, of course he didn't. She didn't mean to snap.
"What?"
"Wherever the 'ell yer've been the last ten minutes! When yer should 'ave been watching that maggot across the road!"
"Well I don't think shouting is really going to help our situation Gene."
She held out a hand for the flask, Gene handed it over sulkily, hanging his coat on the curtain rail before sliding down the wall to sit on the other side of the window.
"Kite said yer'd got some photo's."
"Yeah, Barnes had a visitor."
"Recognise 'im?"
"He had his face covered."
"Bugger."
Alex let the silence stretch out for a moment, suddenly all too aware of Kite's words earlier. She certainly was all alone. She hated the fact that some part of her relished in it and made her almost breathless.
"You've got a real fan in Kite you know."
Gene said nothing, letting his head rest on the wall a slight pout on his lips. Alex smiled to herself and went on.
"She kept talking about you. Going on about what a big strong man you are…"
"Well, can't blame 'er poor girl. She's young yer know, she'll learn. Now yer ought t' know better by your age Drake."
Alex laughed, "What?"
"I'll just bet you two had a right cosy chat tonight, getting' t' know each other-"
"She talked of nothing but you."
"Oh aye? 'n' I bet the two of yer at a right lengthy discussion about it."
Gene finally turned his head to look at her and the look in his eyes made Alex catch her breath for a moment. He watched her reaction and narrowed his eyes.
Aware of his all seeing blue stare, Alex felt anxious and innocent, like a rabbit caught in the Quattro's headlights. She flicked out her tongue, moistening her lower lip, not thinking about it until afterwards, until it was too late.
She'd heard Gene's low guttural growl a second before he reached for her, pulling her roughly to him and clamping his lips to hers in a punishing kiss. Alex was overwhelmed as desire flooded her veins and visibly darkened her widened eyes.
She let her eyes flutter shut and responded just as eagerly, teeth clashing as each tried to deepen the kiss further. Alex pulled at his tie, leaving the job half done as he pushed her down, laying her down on the wooden planks.
Gene propped an elbow either side of her and bent his head to kiss her neck, groaning against her skin a second later and crushing her lips with his once more.
When his hand grazed over her breast, Alex arched her back longing for more contact, unintentionally biting down on his lip harder than intended. He sucked in a quick breath, but carried on none the less.
His head was spinning, he was kissing Alex. Well…perhaps that was a tame description…he couldn't stand to break the contact; not even to stop his lip from bleeding. He had to be kissing her. The dull throb in his trousers indicated he needed something else too.
Alex gasped into his mouth when he guided her hand over his erection and turned him on all the more. Never retrieving his tongue from hers he started to hitch up her skirt. Alex knew what he wanted, she wanted it too.
There was no need for words.
Gene started to tug at her silk panties, groaning in pleasure when his fingers came into contact with the material.
BANG
The pair sprang apart as another shot rang out, ducking down and staying out of sight of the window. Voices could be heard from below, but above the gunfire Alex couldn't make out the words. She glanced at Gene, noticing the blood smeared about his bottom lip.
Gene couldn't feel it, or Alex's stare. He was too busy trying to make out the words from below. When Alex's boot hit his chest he had to take notice.
"What?"
"You'll have to call for backup Gene!"
Gene sighed. If he called backup their cover was blown. By the way things were right now, he supposed it already was. He pulled his radio from his suit jacket as the glass from the window smashed around them.
"Back up! We need back up to 131 Albion Avenue! Now!"
Alex heard Viv's 'yes guv.' and prayed they would be here soon.
Alex couldn't help from shivering a little, even if she did have Gene's coat draped over her shoulders. Her fingers grazed over the hole in the right arm and she didn't see Gene come to stand next to her.
"Bastards must 'ave thought one of us were standing near the window."
He let his palm just brush the back of Alex's hand, his finger joining hers to poke the new hole. His finger touched hers a little unnecessarily. He knew it and she did too, which was why she raised her face to look at him.
Surely not? Gene Hunt, being a little…awkward?
"C'mon Boll's, let's get yer 'ome. Not much point doin' this ruddy stake out anymore is there?"
"It's okay, Shaz said she'd run me back. Well, Chris will."
"Oh, right."
They stood in awkward silence for a moment, not quite making eye contact. Alex herself opting to stare at Gene's nose. The silence had to be broken, both spoke at once.
"Maybe tomorrow we can-"
"I spose it's-"
Alex met his eyes briefly and smiled a little nervously. Gene cleared his throat.
"I'll take the film if yer want? Lab boys can 'ave it ready fer us in the mornin'."
Alex nodded, winding the film and opening the camera. She tried to smile again as she handed it over. She lost her smile when his slender fingers closed over the film and captured her pinky.
Gene looked down at their hands and pulled his away as quickly as he could without looking like a twat. When he heard that nervous laugh again it was almost his undoing. He couldn't let that happen. He was the Manc Lion.
He told himself he'd raise his head proudly and give her a nice bold look in the eye. What he actually did was raise his eyes slightly while chewing at the skin inside his lip. He took a breath and nodded a few times for no apparent reason.
"Night."
Alex found she couldn't quite smile.
"Night guv."
Well i hope that pleases everyone! A little smut by way of apology, for taking so long to update :p Hope you liked it! LQ x