Ok so not updated this in a while but had this written a few days, wanted to make it a bit longer but decided I couldnt add no more to it. Thank you everyone who has taken the time to review, please once again leave me a review, I do love them. Hope you enjoy it. Jodie xxx
Chapter Seven
"Morning" she smiled as she lent over his shoulder as he sat at the kitchen table eating his toast, she placed a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Morning gorgeous" he replied glancing up at her as she headed to the kettle. "What have you got planned for your day off Inspector Smith?" she asked, jumping as his arms wrapped round her stomack "Well I was kinda hoping to talk my wife into taking the day off... so we could..." she turned interupting him with a kiss to his lips "No can do babe... sorry" she turned back to the coffee she was making "Im finishing at four.. maybe we could go for dinner?" she asked and he kissed her shoulder "I guess it will have to do eh?". She smiled as he kissed her neck gently and she moved her hand to his hair, her fingers lacing through it "Besides it will give you a chance to think what you can buy me for my birthday?" he smiled "I thought you wanted a west ham top" she smacked his arm and he laughed as she turned back to face him "I want it to be... very expensive and gold". He sighed "Im sure you only married me for my money". She nodded "Too right.." she kissed his lips very briefly before smiling "I need to get a shift on... you know what Manson is like... I dont want another lecture about drunken nights and being late for work... and him implying Im up to no good". He nodded "Six months Stevie... we have been married six months and I still cant defend you when he goes off on one at you... I wish everyone knew". She sighed "We decided it was for the best nobody knew after everything that happened". He kissed her lips gently "I know.. I just wish I could stand in the middle of that poxy station and tell them all how much I love you". She nodded "I know Smithy but... so long as I know how much you love me and you know how much I love you.. bollox to the rest of the world". He nodded "You best get your arse up them stairs and get yourself ready for work Mrs Smith". She nodded "I love you Mr Smith" he grinned "I love you too.." he gently kissed her lips and as he pulled away he smiled "Go Stevie".
Arriving at work the station was made up of people rushing round and she hadnt even reached her desk when she heard Neils voice commanding her "DS Moss my office.." she sighed as she dropped her things down onto her desk "NOW" he shouted and she turned and walked over to his office. Once inside she jumped as the door slammed shut, he moved to his desk and grabbed for a folder, he pulled it open and shoved a photo at her "Recongise this man?" he stressed and she nodded as she ran her eyes over the man she had in custody the previous day "Yes Gov.. its Shaun Styles.. I had him in on an assult charge.. I bailed him before I left last night.." he nodded "And who authorised that?" he asked and she smiled "Inspector Smith.. is there a problem Sir... I dont understand?". He sighed "Yes.. there is a big problem Stevie.. your Shaun Styles here, is infact Luke Styles and he is wanted for three counts of rape and a sexual assult on a child". Stevie gasped "Im so sorry I had no idea". Neil nodded "Clearly... but if you had done your checks properley you would of found out this last night... what was you thinking Stevie... what on earth was going through your mind?". Stevie thought back over her few hours spent with Smithy in his office the day before and knew instantly that she was too blame. "Im sorry Gov.. I have no excuse.." he interupted "Good cause I dont want to hear one.. now I suggest you get Mickey and find Styles". She nodded "Yes Gov" before walking from the office. Mickey was no where in sight, she headed down to the canteen, that seemed like the most logical place to search but no such luck. She phoned his mobbile which went straight to answer phone "Mickey.. Im in deep shit.. I need to go and pick up a suspect.. can you meet me at the Selby flats on the Westbrooke Estate as soon as you drag your lazy arse out of bed" she hung up before heading from the station.
Smithy was not amused at being called into work on his first day off in nine days but here he was sat in his office, going over the mess Nate and Ben had managed to create out on patrol the night before, but at least now he was in the station he could find a reason to go to CID and check on his wife. He knew she could look after herself, but they never went more than a few hours without speaking and he hadnt heard from her since she left this morning and it was now coming up to two. Arriving in CID he glanced round, it was fairly empty and he was dissapointed not to see her sat at her desk. He headed over to where Mickey rested on Terrys desk chatting away and smiled "Alright.." the two men nodded and Smithy glanced round "What you done with everyone?" he asked, trying not to look like he was only interested in Stevie. Mickey sighed "Most people have this flu thats going round.." Terry interupted "Thats Mickeys excuse for only rolling in only twenty minutes ago.." Smithy smiled and glanced round once again "So everyone is off with it then?". Mickey nodded as he pushed from the desk "Except DS Carter.. he is in court". Smithy nodded and was about to ask about Stevie when the voice startled him slightly "DC Webb" Neil spoke and the three men glanced to the man getting closer "Is your prisoner in custody?". Smithy rested onto the desk where Mickey had rose from and smiled to Terry "What you working on?" he asked and Terry began to chat away and Smithy became oblivious to Neil and Mickeys conversation as the two men headed into Neils office.
He had finished his conversation with Terry and as he headed to the CID double doors Neils voice caught his attention through his open office door "So you mean to tell me she has been missing all day?" he stressed and Smithy walked to the door "Ok?" he asked softly and Neil sighed "No.. not really.." he glared at Mickey "See if you can find her... and get a trace on her mobile". Smithy smiled to the detective as he left before turning back to Neil "Whats up?" he asked and Neil gestured to the door "Stevie and Mickey were ment to be arresting a man this morning... he wasnt here so Im guessing she went alone... and nobody has seen her since". Smithy felt his face pale, he wanted to scream and shout but he knew that wouldnt help so he forced a slight smile onto his face "Who was the arrest?" he asked and Neil sunk into his chair "Luke Styles... he's a rapist amoung other things". Smithy headed back to the door, let me know when you hear anything Im going to get uniform together". Neil shook his head "No.. not until we know anything has actually happened... you know as well as I do what Stevie is like.. she could be anywhere..." Smithy smiled "I will try and ring her.." Neil shook his head once again "I already have Mickey on it.. just get on with whatever you were doing". Smithy rose to his feet and headed out the door, he was worried yes, but this was Stevie and nothing would happen to her, however much he believed it though he wanted to check for himself so he paused outside CID and tried her mobile which went straight to her answerphone once again, like it had been all day.
As her eyes flicked open she felt a sharp pain shot through her head and she winced, shutting her eyes again for a few moments, when she finally found the courage to open them again she glanced round the dark space, it was tiny and it didnt take her too long to realise she was moving, she was in the back of a van. "Hello" she called out, trying to pull at the cable ties holding her hands and feet together. She thought back, trying to think of the last thing she did, she was at the estate looking for Shaun, no wait Luke Styles, this was making her head hurt even more, she had headed up the stairs in the block of flats and knocked on his door, he let her in and then everything was a blur and here she was now. She glanced round again as her eyes reajusted. There was some rope in the corner of the space and a mattress, that was enough to put anyone on edge especally as she was pretty sure she was in the company of a known rapist. As the van came to an abrupt stop she tried to move, to loosen the cable ties but they just cut futher into her skin. The back door of the van opened and the short fair haired man came into sight, he was quite stocky and in his late thirties, he had on a gruby pair of jeans and a green hoody. Her heart was in her mouth as he climbed inside the van and grabbed for her arms, pulling her to her feet and from the van, at least outside she would stand half a chance of attrating some sort of attention, but it seemed it was too good to be true as she glanced round the woodlands, they had driven down some kind of dirt track and he was no dragging her towards a small cabin, there was no one in sight and she had no clue at all where she was as he forced her inside. It was damp and cold and he dragged her into a far room and over to a small walkin cupboard which he pulled open and smiled "Get in.." she shook her head "You are only making things worse.. there will people out looking for me" he nodded "Im sure there will be.. but this will be the last place on earth they will look... now get in.. I will be back for you when Im ready" he pushed her inside and she dropped into a sitting position as the door closed and she was thrown into darkness. She listened as he locked the door and him move some furniture round, presumably to stop her from escaping.
Heading into CID twenty minutes later he was instantly thrown into panic as he walked into the briefing room, on the notice board was a picture of Stevie, of his wife next to a picture of a man he reconigsed from custody the day before 'Luke Styles' was written under the photo and panic ran through his body as he stood at the back of the briefing room, not really listening to anything anyone was saying, he just stared at her photo. As the room began to empty he realised he had missed most of the briefing and as he actually focused on what was happening he realised he was stood alone with only Callum. "Ready?" the man asked and he shook his head "This man... he has Stevie". Callum nodded "Yeah.. but dont panic.. we will get her back" Smithy nodded "Damn right we will..." he headed to the door and Callum grabbed his shoulder "Smithy... we have been tasked to go through this CCTV" Smithy shook his head "No chance... I need to be out there looking for her.." Callum sighed "Oh come on Smithy dont go all lone ranger on me now... this is helping". Smithy shook his head "Im not just sitting here.." Callum interupted once again "Smithy you dont even get on with her..." he followed him through the empty CID office "Smithy.. whats the matter with you?". He pushed him back from him "I aint sitting here doing nothing" he turned away once again and Callum stressed "You dont give a shit about Stevie.. just come and do what DI Manson has tasked us" he turned back to the uniformed sergeant "Dont give a shit.. she is my wife... Stevie is my wife.." he turned back and noticed Neil stood in the door way he sighed as he spoke "She's your what?".