The day was almost over. It was ten to 5, and almost everyone was packing their things up, writing conclusions to their reports and ending phonecalls. Annie was at her desk - her usual spot! - leaning with her elbows on the wood, watching the clock on the wall.

'Any word on Scott Moore?' Annie heard Win ask someone.

'Nope, nothing.' Ken replied, and Annie turned to look at them both.

'Nothing at all? Has he arrived back in London?' Annie asked.

'Nope. We've got CCTV of him getting in a taxi from outside Lee Works' flat at about 10 o'clock the next morning, but then we lose them once they disappear around the corner.'

'Anyone interviewed the taxi driver?' Annie questioned, leaning on the arm rest of her chair.

'I did, bout lunch time.' Ken answered, and Win nodded. 'Says he never paid much attention, but he remembers the bloke, he was wearing a dark hoodie and jeans, and was carrying a sports bag. He must have put the stollen money in it.'

'And where did the taxi driver drop him off?'

'The train station, just like 10 minutes from here actually.' Ken answered. 'We're waiting to hear back from the station to see if we can access their CCTV, see what train he got on.'

Annie sighed. 'And Lee Works, was he charged?'

'He's gonna get done for murder.' Win nodded. 'But we can put Moore away for his part he played, and his drug dealing. He seems a pretty dodgy character though, so we better get him in quick.'

Annie nodded, and yawned and she stretched back in her chair.

'Did we ever find out how much money could have been in Mark Daniels' wallet?' Annie asked. 'You know, like withdrawls, bank statements - can we work out from that roughly how much he had on him?'

Ken nodded. 'Bout 50 quid we reckon.'

'Jeeeeeesus.' Annie sighed, and held her head in her hands. 'Killed for 50 quid?'

'I know.' Win added. 'Thing is, the sheer amount of cocaine he took from Moore in London would have been worth a LOT more than 50 quid. He must have owed Moore at least a couple grand.'

Annie's head snapped up. 'We need people to be watching Works' bank account. I bet you anything Moore is planning on emptying the whole lot out of it. Thats why he would have told Works to take the wallet, and not just the money in it.'

'We've got people watching it just now, don't worry. If Moore takes any money out, we will have a location on him and we will be on his ass straight away.' Win said, her voice bitter.

The trio sat staring in to space, each individual mind slowly thinking the case through, and wondering where Moore could go and what his plans were.

Ken leant back in his seat, running his hands through what little hair he had on top of his head. 'Right,' he said, as he stretched, 'I'm off. That's pretty much 5. I'll see yous tomorrow though, first thing we will probably get told to get down to the train station.'

'Yeah, I'm off too.' Win added, standing from her chair and pulling her jacket on. 'Need a lift Annie?'

'No I'm alright thanks.' she smiled.

'You're not working late again are you?' Win asked, surprised.

'No.' Annie mouthed, watching Ken to make sure he didn't turn round as he threw his suit jacket on. Annie gestured with her head to Alan's office.

'Ohhhh.' Win mouthed, and smiled. 'Good luck!' she mouthed again, raising her eyebrows and picking up her handbag. 'I'll see you tomorrow then yeah?' she asked, her voice now at normal volume.

'Yeahhh, bright and early.' Annie laughed. 'See you.'

'Bye!'.

Annie watched Win leave - and made a mental note to tell her friend of her recent development in her and Alan's relationship the next day. She had been meaning to tell her all day, but they never seemed to have a quiet moment alone.

Ken was close behind her, his phone now pressed against his ear. Around her, Sean and Rob were putting their jackets on too and tidying their desks. Annie took her time in closing her computer down, trying not to make it too obvious that she was wanting to stay.

'Bye Annie.' Sean smiled, as he walked past.

'Bye Sean.' Annie laughed quietly as she raised a hand in aknowledgement.

Bless. He was so lovely.

Rob merely passed Annie's desk with a nod, and he departed closely behind Sean.

Annie kept her eyes on them until they had disappeared out through the double doors and were out in the corridor. Then, she moved her eyes back to her computer screen, now closing it down as quickly as she could, drumming her fingers against the keyboard in her impatience.

She glanced across to Alan's office, and saw him sitting facing out of the window on his phone. She smiled to herself and gracefully leapt from her seat, not making a noise. She walked as quickly and quietly as she could to his office door, and found that his door had not been properly closed.

Perfect.

She pushed it open as slowly as she could and slid inside, as he continued to look out of the window, the cable from the phone on his desk stretched over as he sat closer to the window than he normally would.

Annie shuffled around the side of his desk, smirking to herself, the only noise being her frantically beating heart.

'Yeah, I'll do that.' he was saying down the phone. 'Well, I spoke to him, yeah.' he continued, as Annie crept up behind his chair.

'Okay.' Alan was saying, as Annie put a hand over her mouth to refrain from laughing. She bent down slightly so her head was level with the back of his, positioning herself ready to make her move.

She then she moved her head quickly so she kissed him lightly on the side of his neck.

'AHH!' Alan yelped in fright, spinning around in his chair, his eyes wide.

When he saw Annie standing with a massive smile on her face, laughing silently, he smiled and shook his head mockingly.

'What? Oh no, I'm fine, sorry, I just...uh...stappled my finger.' Alan stuttered down the phone, and raised his eyebrows at Annie, a huge smile now plastered on his face. 'Anyway you were saying?' Alan asked down the phone.

Annie moved herself close to Alan and lifed her leg over him so she was straddling him. Alan cleared his throat and leant back in his seat and Annie kissed his neck.

'Yep.' Alan was saying down the phone. 'Yeah of course.' His voice sounded slightly strained and Annie shook with silent laughter.

He placed his free hand on the small of her back, and Annie moved her mouth to his, kissing him quietly as he listened to the person on the other end of the phone.

He broke away silently after a moment, smiling cheekily at Annie as he spoke down the phone.

'Yeah that's fine. I've got the de-brief sorted for tomorrow morning and I'm including that in it.' He said, and Annie looked into his eyes, smiling, both her hands gripping the front of his shirt.
'Okay, well thanks anyway Paul. No problem mate. Thanks, bye.'

Alan pushed his seat along the floor and Annie shrieked as the pair zoomed across the tiny distance back to his desk. Alan hung up the phone on his desk and immediately kissed Annie, this time not taking the effort to stay silent.

'Well, that was a nice surprise.' Alan chuckled after a moment, when both were looking into each others eyes again.

'Well good cause I've been wanting to do it all day.' Annie laughed.

Alan chuckled with her. 'How's the throat?'

'Better.' Annie nodded. 'I'm not as hoarse anyway, but my actual neck is still quite sore.' she pouted comically, moving one of her hands to her neck and rubbing it softly.

'Well the bruise LOOKS sore anyway. Don't think it will get any darker though to be honest. Looks as though it will just stay a pretty faint purple colour and slowly fade away.'

'Ohhhh, Doctor Banks today are we?'

'Well, I've told you before, I HAVE got my first aid certificate.'

Annie laughed at the cockiness in his voice. She kissed him once playfully and then untangled herself from him and stood up.

'Fancy getting something to eat?' she asked him.

'Sure!' Alan answered. 'Are you hungry just now?'

'Starved.' Annie beamed.

'Right, well, give me 10 minutes - I need to go give this to MacLaughlan,' he said, picking up a file from his desk, 'and then I'll get you out the front. Alright?'
Annie nodded and leant forward to kiss him once more.

'See you in 10 minutes then.' Annie smiled, as she walked from his office, glancing backwards with a smile as she disappeared out the door.

-x-

Annie stood outside in the dark, her arms crossed tightly as she sheltered under the overhang. She exhaled loudly and she could see her breath in the air in front of her.

She checked her phone. It had been 15 minutes! What was he doing!

She had spent her 10 minutes in the ladies bathroom, re-doing her make-up. She had also had an expresso as she stopped at the staff canteen.

And now, she had been standing out in the cold for 5 minutes longer than she should have been.

She glanced at her phone again.

'Where are you?' xxx

She typed the words quickly into her blackberry and hit send. She exhaled again and shivered.

Just then, his car pulled up into the front car park, doing a 3 point turn so it was facing the way out again.

It struck Annie that he must have parked around the back, and wondered if maybe that was why it had taken him so long.

She practically jogged down to the car, her hair swinging lightly around her shoulders after she had taken it out of her ponytail and let it hang loosely. She opened the door and jumped in.

'Jeeeesus you took your time, it's freeeeezing!' she laughed, looking at the ground as she placed her bag by her feet, and tried to slip her blackberry into a pocket on the inside of it.

As soon as Annie's door was closed, the car raced away, and the doors clicked as they locked.

Annie gasped at the speed of their departure and looked up from her bag to give Alan into trouble - he was a police officer for Christ's Sake!

'What the-!'

Annie froze.

She felt sick.

Her breath wooshed out of her as she felt fear grip her whole body, clenching tightly at her insides.

It wasn't Alan that sat opposite her.

It was a tall man in his 30's, with brown hair and striking green eyes.

...It was Scott Moore.

-x-

A/N: I know this is an extremely short chapter but I thought it was a good place to end it. Please review! :D L x