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Chapter Six

"Smith..." Renolds voice behind him put him off his breakfast. Smithy raised his coffee cup to his mouth taking a sip before placing it back to the table. "What Sir?" he smirked turning to face the man behind him. "Work now". Smithy shook his head, "I dont have a job". Renolds gestured towards where Stevie stood, "Your Personal officer sorted it for you... now move". He stood up following the man, he flashed Stevie a smile but she turned away, she had avoided him since their kiss the night before. He wanted to sort things out with her, but he would have to wait now he had to do his job. Once in the garden he walked into the shed. "Its favortism you ask me" Renolds barked. Smithy turned back to him "Well I didnt ask you". Renolds moved close to Smithy and smiled "yesterday not enough for you". Smithy shook his head "I dont want any trouble" he replied. Renolds nodded and made his way to the door. "Get some work done". Smithy turned to face the many pots on the tables behind him, there were bags of soil piled up against the far end of the shed and some gloves on the top of them, he walked over and pulled the gloves on his hands before begining to push soil into the pots.

Stevie was on a double shift, she knew she would have to face Smithy some time. She felt so guilty not only was she responsible for him getting beaten up yesterday but then she had kissed him. She felt so awkward, she had wanted to kiss him so many times before and had come quite close on a few drunken nights, but last night she had just got lost in the moment, he had looked so vunrable and alone. She wanted to comfort him, but she had no doubt now that he would want her removed from the investigation but she had to talk to him first. "Smithy..." he turned to face her as she pushed the shed door shut behind her. He smiled, running his eyes up and down her small figure. "How are you feeling?" she asked. Smithy nodded "Im fine". She smiled "How is the job going?" Smithy grinned "Its ok... thanks for sorting it for me". Stevie glanced to the floor "Your welcome... I just hope it will help you get in with Rob". Smithy moved close to her, pulling his gloves off and chucking them to the floor, "I dont think thats why you did it..." he smirked watching her back against the wall as he moved close into her face, his lips inches from hers. "I think you just wanted to see me getting dirty". Stevie took a deep breath, Smithy smiled he could tell she was nervous but she looked so beautiful. Smithy placed his hands either side of her, trapping her into a tiny space. "Smithy.." she began as he ran his hand through her hair. He lent down gently placing his lips to hers, she relaxed for a second before pulling away. "We cant do this Smithy". He lent down pushing his lips to her neck, he pulled away briefly "Tell me to stop then" his breath tickled against her skin as her hands shot to his hair pulling his lips down harder onto her skin, his hands began to run up and down her back as he pulled her body tight into his.

"Nate.." Terry began as he passed him in the corridor. "Anything on this Prison officer?" he asked. Nate nodded "Yeah he spent last night at Katie Stanfords.. I would say they are having an affair" he pulled out some photos of the two in question and passed them to Terry. He smiled "And I bet Mr Rob Stanford doesnt know?". Nate smiled and nodded "So what now?". Terry ran the information through his head "Right do some digging on John Renolds.. see if he had a conection to Stanford before he went inside and if he could have anything to do with the drugs". Nate nodded before disapearing down the corridor and into a small room, sitting at the computer he began to type in the details, if John Renolds and Katie Stanford were having an affair they were playing a dangerous game, Rob was ruthless and he wouldnt take kindly to his wife cheating with the man who locked him up every night.

"Come in" Jack sighed when he saw Callum enter his room. "What is it Sergeant?" Callum smiled "Sir.. I want permission to go and visit Smithy". Jack shook his head "No way". Callum moved to the desk "I'll go in plain clothes with a visitors order..." Jack stood up "No... you could blow Smithys cover... we did checks to make sure the three officers undercover knew no-one on the wing... there might be someone you have nicked in there..." Callum interupted "Sir... I want to help". Jack sighed "Why.. Why are you so desperate to get in there?". Callum shook his head "Smithy has been beaten up already Sir... DC Webb is ment to be preventing that..." he paused "We both know Smithy and Stevie are close so she is going to be supporting him emotionaly but he needs some one to stop him from taking another beating". Jack sighed "Leave it with me Sergeant". Callum nodded, he wanted to get in on the action more so than help Smithy, he cared but thought that it was unfair the undercover work had been offered to the three officers who had been chosen, he would of jumped at the chance to help out on this sort of investigation but he had been overlooked and it wasnt fair, he was determined to get himself into the prison one way or another, it would just be a matter of time.

The voices outside startled them and Stevie pulled her hands from his chest, he stared down at her as the voices passed by the shed. He moved back in close to Stevie, she pulled away "We shouldnt be doing this Smithy..." He smiled moving back over to the other side of the shed "Im sure your just trying to wind me up". She shook her head "Im not Smithy..". He ran his hand through his hair "So what is it then.. you playing games with me, I dont get you... last night you came onto me, you were all over me" he paused picking his gloves up from the floor "I've got enough going on without you messing with me Stevie.. I dont need it" he moved back over to the pots resting on the table "Just go Stevie". Stevie nodded "Im sorry... I didnt mean to..." she trailed off, realising she was probably making the situation worse, she walked to the shed door, glancing back at him for a split second before pulling it shut behind herself. She wanted him, she had for a long time but not like this she wanted it to be special.

Smithy potteted around in the garden most of the day, it was cold and he was getting fed up, he would much rather be outside catching criminals than gardening. "Smithy.." he smiled up from where he knelt. "Whats up Tom?" he asked. Tom smiled watching as Smithy rose to his feet, he held his stomack, he was still after all very sore. "I just wanted to say thanks for getting the gardening job sorted... my cell mate he is really gratefull". Smithy gestured to the shed "There are no drugs in there, I have looked". Tom smiled "Rob moved them when he found out you had got the job... he is not happy". Smithy nodded "Well he dont need another reason to not like me". Tom glanced to the ground "He wants me to deal for him". Smithy sighed "Its your choice mate... but it wont look good if my friend sets up an appeal for you". Tom shook his head "I dont want to do it... its just you dont say no to Rob". Smithy smiled "Yeah.. I got the impression what he says goes in here". Tom smiled as a prisoner officer passed. "I gotta go... see you Smithy".

Smithy kept his head down as he walked back through the wing, he was starting to wonder if this was all a waste of time, he wondered if he should ring Jack and tell him it was all over, that he has failed. Failing wasnt something Smithy did easily,
he wanted to succed so this hadnt all been a waste of time. In his cell he rested down onto the bed, when the door opened he glanced up "If you have come to beat the shit out of me again can you get on with it" Smithy sighed as Rob pushed the door shut. Rob laughed "No... I have come to talk". Smithy smirked "You said that last time". Rob pulled the chair foward sitting next to where Smithy sat on the bed. "I hear you have got yourself a job.. how'd you manage that?" Smithy looked at him "I dunno.. my personal officer sorted it". Rob nodded "Only your job interfiers with my buisness". Smithy shook his head "How?" Rob smiled "Your shed is my storeroom... and unless you want to be buried under it, your gunna help me". Smithy nodded "What do I do?"

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