Chapter Four – Mrs. Hunt (Posted June 11th 2010)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: ok, so this story might be going longer than just four chapters. Maybe six or seven, no more than that because it doesn't have much substance.

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After Gene left the office, Sam wasn't sure what to do. Should he clean up the Guv's desk? All his papers and files were on the floor, scattered around in a sexual frenzy. So he decided he should clean it up.

He spent about three hours picking up and organizing every last shred of paper, every single manila folder, and every odd object that had been knocked off the desk by Gene.

When it was all laying perfectly on the desk, he put his jacket on and left the station. He went straight back to his flat. Sam tried to listed to the radio for a while, but didn't hear anything worthwhile, so he looked at his watch. It was just after midnight. He decided it was time to go to bed. He was just laying down when there was a light knock on his door.

He groaned and yelled "Go away!" to whoever was knocking at his door at this time of night.

Then the knocking came again, louder and harder.

Sam jumped up, agitated, and opened his door. And there stood Gene, leaning against the doorframe.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here at half past midnight?" Sam asked in an angry whisper.

"I told you, the wife doesn't want me at home. I need a place to stay." Gene slurred.

"Why didn't you wait for me, then? Why are you only getting here now?"

"I was at the pub, Gladys." Gene said as he shoved his way inside.

"How long are you going to have to stay here?" Sam asked, giving up and deciding he should be honored the Guv would swallow his pride and ask to stay with him.

"Few days. I don't know." Gene plopped onto the rickety bed and fell asleep.

"Guess I'll just take the chair." Sam said sarcastically, as if Gene really cared.

Sam sat in the chair, pulling a blanket off the back and covering himself up. It took him a while to fall asleep, Gene's snoring more like a never ending lawnmower.

When he did fall asleep, it was more peaceful than he'd had in a very long time. It was dreamless and frightless, unlike the recent pattern since he'd come here.

Sam woke up with a rather stiff back. He stood, folding his blanket back across the back of the chair, and noticing that Gene was not in the bed and the door to his flat was hanging open. He walked over and peeked out into the hall. There was no sign of Gene, Sam figured he must have woken and left, not wanting things to be awkward. Sam could respect that. The man had more important things to do than float about in his DI's flat.

Sam cleaned himself up and went back into the station. He walked in and everyone was gathered round Ray's desk, talking softly. He saw Gene sitting in his office, looking like he had something serious on his mind. He was about to walk in and ask him if there was a serious case, but Chris stopped him.

"Oy, Boss, I wouldn't go in there if I were you." Chris said, nodding toward Gene's office.

"Why?" Sam asked, showing more concern than necessary. "What's wrong with him?"

"Well, don't tell him I told you, but I heard his wife won't let him in the house. He has nowhere to go. Been staying here for the past few nights."

"Oh." Sam said, trying to sound surprised and not suspicious. "Well, has anyone actually talked to him about it?"

"Yeah," Chris said, "Ray came in early and saw the Guv with his head down on his desk. Thought something might have been wrong. All the Guv would say was that he couldn't go home. This happens once in a while, it's not really serious, she'll get over it, but he gets nasty when he has to sleep here. Just watch out."

"Thanks, Chris, but I think I should go talk to him."

"Fine Boss. I warned ya." Chris laughed and went back to the cluster round Ray's desk, no doubt gossiping about Gene's marital problems.

"Guv?" Sam asked as he opened the door and stepped in.

Gene's head snapped up and an angry look flashed across his face. "What?"

"Um..." Sam turned and made sure the door was closed, "are you alright? I woke up and you were gone. Did something happen?"

"Why does it matter?"

"I'm just concerned, that's all. If you want me to leave..."

"I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep." Gene interrupted, "I went home to see if my wife would talk to me. I walked in and she threw a lamp at me, so I left, and came here. And I fell asleep. Is that a bloody crime?"

"No, I was just worried. Has this happened before?"

"Oh, no doubt my ever trusting colleagues have filled you in on that bit. Yes, it has happened before, but she'll calm down. And then it'll happen again and it will keep happening until we're both dead. Any more questions?"

"Do you need to stay at my place again?"

"Yes." Gene said, disgusted.

Sam nodded and lifted his arm to open the door to leave the office, but Gene stopped him.

"Wait," he said from behind his desk, "did you clean this up for me?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, you pushed it all onto the floor, and I thought you might get angry if I let it like that, so I cleaned it up. It's all in order, not a note out of place."

"What is it with you and cleanliness? Jeez, you drive me bonkers. Get to work."

"Yes, Guv." Sam said and walked out of the office, feeling Gene's eyes on his back.

The day was boring, they weren't working on any cases, just sitting there waiting for a call or something. Sam sorted some paperwork while Gene sat in his office doing who-knows-what and the others twittered on and on about local gossip.

They were all thankful when the day came to an end. It was dark out, and just a few uniforms were walking about the station when Sam went into Gene's office.

"I'm going to the pub, Dorothy, and you'd better be there." Gene said as he walked out.

Sam smiled to himself a little and followed Gene. When they got to the pub, Nelson was busy waiting on other customers. They waited their turn and he got them drinks, and kept bringing them more and more drinks.

They weren't really drunk, so they drove themselves back to Sam's flat and stumbled through the hallways until they reached the door.

When they were inside, Sam closed the door and locked it behind him. He was about to go sleep in his chair, thinking Gene would have stolen the bed, but when he looked he saw Gene had instead claimed the chair for himself.

Gene tilted his head back, got a devilish look in his eyes, and patted his lap.

"Gene, you're drunk again. I'm going to sleep, and so are you."

"No. I'm not that drunk." Gene defied.

"Gene..." Sam said as Gene patted his lap again. Sam sighed and gave Gene puppy eyes and went over to him and sat in his lap, swinging his legs over the side of the chair.

Gene leaned his head forward and kiss Sam hard on the lips, and Sam put his arms up around Gene's neck and kissed back.

"Gene, I have to say something." Sam said, pulling away. He hesitated a few seconds, trying to find the best way to say it. He couldn't really think of a good way, so he just blurted out, "I like you." in a sad voice.

"Thank you, Captain bloody Obvious." Gene said, alluding to Sam's semi-erection.

"No, I mean, I like you as more than a now-and-again fuck. Don't get me wrong, if that's all you want out of this, I don't mind giving it to you, but I want us to be on the same level. I don't want to keep wondering and hoping if I know you're never going to want more."

"And you thought I was drunk, you need to listen to yourself sometime, Samuel, you say the poofiest things..."

"Gene, I mean it." Sam said, looking right into Gene's eyes. "I want to know the extent of this relationship before we sleep together any more."

"That's the thing, it can't be a relationship. I've got a wife and a reputation to think about. I may be a bastard, but I'm not a man who'd leave his wife for another, especially not for another man."

"But you're cheating on her by being with me, you know. I don't see how that is better than leaving her."

"I don't want to leave her. I don't want to... oh how do the nancys put it... I don't want to be with you or anything. Just have a good time once in a while. If you can't handle that..."

"No, I can." Sam said, not showing an ounce of his disappointment. "I just wanted to make sure I had it straight so I don't go thinking this might mean something."

"Exactly, now take your pants off."

Sam put aside his thoughts and feelings and did as he was told. He and Gene fucked the night away and went back into the station the next morning like nothing happened.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: yep, I know I said I only wanted raw sex, no love or anything complex like that, but I can't help it. If it doesn't have any love behind it, there is no point to the sex. I'm sorry, but it's so much more beautiful when love is involved. I'm a female after all lol...