A/N - Hey guys, slowly getting there. Here's chap num 4, please review and tell me what you think.

As Chris and Ray waited for a pool car, Shaz and Vicky passed them by and Ray watched their retreating backs.

'Ey Chris do you think they can pull this off?'

'Pull what off?'

'This undercover operation you div'

'Oh I dunno I hope so, these scum need catching'

Ray nodded in agreement and then turned to an approaching Viv who was holding a set of car keys.

'Here you are Ray, You know which car it is'

'Cheers Skip' he said as they started walking away.

Emerging into the police car park, they headed for the car, unlocked it and got in.

'Right I know exactly where to go to get what we need' Ray said to Chris; a mischievous smirk covering his face, before driving off to their destination.


Meanwhile, Shaz and Vicky were trawling the shops looking for clothes to fit the description Gene had given them.

'So err what's the dynamic within your CID?' Vicky asked

'Well me and Chris are dating' she beamed 'almost two years now. Chris's best mate is Ray – be careful around him he'll try it on with anyone given half the chance, except for ma'am but I spose that's the guv's doing really'

'Guv?' Vicky interrupted

'You know, DCI Hunt' she clarified 'what do you call your guv back home then?

'Well we call him sir, always have done really; he kind of demands that we call him 'sir' and that we have to hang off his every word, so we just do. Anyway, you said about Ray not hitting on ma'am was sir's fault?' she asked as they went into another shop.

'Oh yeah well, when she first arrived they fought like cat and dog and their arguments were explosive; well they still are but, I dunno, something's changed in the way they act towards each other. I can't exactly put my finger on it but it's there.' She said as they scanned each rail of clothes, picking out odd pieces of clothing and hanging them over her arm. 'They think I don't notice but I do. You'll see what I mean tonight when we all go to Luigi's after work' She smiled 'Right where's the changing rooms in this place?' she asked as they scanned the shop.

Walking out half an hour later their arms laden with bags they started walking towards the nearest taxi.

'Shaz hang on there's one last thing I need to buy, do you mind if we just pop in here?'

Shaz looked up at the building before answering 'Err yeah sure what do you need from here though?'

'You'll see in a minute but I need your help in deciding which one I need' she teased

And with that they walked into the high street pharmacy.


Alex and Steve were almost done; it had taken them almost two hours to come up with it, and it was only a basic first draft. There was still the house address to be finalised; this meant that they couldn't set a definite answer to what pub the meets will be at. Plus the fact that no-one was back yet, so they couldn't confirm that they could definitely make it. Frustrated could not even cover what Alex was feeling right now.

'Right, that's it' Alex said throwing down her pen 'we can't do anything else until everyone gets back; so we may as well relax for a bit, do you want a cup of tea or coffee Steve?'

'Urm you can call me Ste ma'am; everyone does. And yes please tea, milk no sugar.'

Alex smiled and stood up, walking towards the kitchenette to make the drinks. After looking around to check no-one was around to hear what he was about to say, Steve followed her in.

'Err ma'am' he quietly said 'can I talk to you for a second?'

'Yeah sure Ste.' Alex smiled at using his nickname and poured water into the mugs 'What can I help you with?'

'Well you know this case, will Vicky, well, will she be safe?' he suddenly found his shoes of upmost importance.

Alex smiled at the young man before her, she had an inkling about why he was asking but thought it better to reassure him before asking him why he needed reassuring.

'Yeah of course she will be. The guv wouldn't have asked her if he didn't think she could handle it. Plus, like I was told when I arrived here, being with the guv is the safest place to be.' She smiled and patted his arm and he perked up at this information.

'You have feelings for her don't you?' she gently asked.

He nodded and said 'Yeah but I don't think she feels the same way. I mean I'm 27 so she's a few years younger then me and we're total opposites but… I dunno there's just something about her.' He smiled which Alex returned, all the while thinking of how in some ways that statement also applied to her.

'So come on then' she spoke as she handed his cup to him 'whilst we're waiting you can tell me what you like about her.' She smiled before walking back to her desk; he followed her thinking about what he could say to her about his fellow officer. However, before he could say anything; Ray and Chris walked back into CID and then knocked on the guv's door.

'Yeah' he called

Ray opened the door and walked in with Chris hot on his heels 'Guv, we've got a house for the operation; just like you wanted.'

'How the hell did you get it that fast Raymondo?'

'Well I know the bird who works there. I know her very personally if you know what I mean.' He smirked then faced Chris 'great pair she had.' He said using his hands to emphasise his point.

'Ray now is not the time for your sordid little stories.' Alex interrupted 'I need you and Chris to come over here for a second please'

'Why?' he asked suspiciously

'Because I need to check with you that you both can attend these meetings with the guv when he's undercover!' she half-shouted. They were about to walk over when Gene interrupted them.

'No time for that Bollinger Knickers, it's knocking off time. Come on I may let you buy me a drink if you're lucky.' And with that he grabbed his coat and stormed out, familiar pout on his face. Ray turned to Alex shrugged and followed Gene, Alex sighed and put on her white leather jacket then turning to Chris she asked him if he was coming as well.

'But what about Shaz boss err ma'am? She's still shopping with Vicky.'

'Well why don't you leave her a note Chris, to let her know where we've gone?'

Chris rushed to get a pen and some paper; scribbled a note and on their way out, stuck it on the door to CID.