Chapter 8 - Police Brutality

O.k. it's my day off work so thought I would get this chapter done. Thanks to those who left me reviews last night for chapter 7.

Gene woke the next morning at 6.45am, deciding to leave Alex sleeping, woke his girls and gave them their breakfast before dropping them off at nursery and school. Luigi had offered to help Gene and Alex out by picking up the girls in the afternoons o that Alex could have her rest.

Gene arrived at the office that morning to a bustle of excitement.

"What's going on?" he asked as he entered C.I.D.

We've had a sighting of that bastard van driver," Jack replied.

"Where?" Gene asked turning to the door to leave.

"Down by the docks Guv," Jack replied following him out of the office.

"Right, get armed back up down there and a barrel full of plonks!" Gene barked at the desk clerk, to which he got the reply,

"Of course Guv!"

Two minutes later Gene was back in the car, Jack in the passenger's side, and Gene began his erratic drive through the streets of London until they reached the docks.

"Right, where now sergeant smart arse!" Gene asked looking annoyed.

"Eh…there Guv" Jack pointed to a warehouse about 100yards away where a van was parked in the doors.

"Right Jack and two plonks round the back with two of armed back up, everyone else with me in the front." Gene ordered.

Two minutes later Gene led as armed back up followed into the darkened warehouse, the only light that entered was through the broken dirty windows.

There was a sickly sweet smell in the warehouse, a distinctive smell that Gene knew through his years of experience with dealing with drug dealers what the smell was,

"Whacky Backy!" he grumbled knowledgably. They made their way through the darkened warehouse; the smell grew stronger with every step they took into the darkness.

Kicking the door down directly to his right, Gene had great pleasure in shouting,

"Don't move you are surrounded by armed bastards!"

The aroma hit Gene, making him feel sick, "Good God!"

The two men in the room aimed guns at Gene and his colleges behind him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Gene smirked.

"Ha!" the first man laughed, "You think you're smart Hunt, I've had this place for years and you've never heard of me!"

"You may have slipped under my radar, but you made the mistake of ramming that van into my missus!"

"You're married?" the men taunted Gene, "Hahaha!"

"SHUT IT ye BASTARD!" Gene shouted.

Little did the two men know, but Jack was now approaching them from behind with two PCs. With one swoop of his fist, the first man was on the floor, closely followed by the second.

Gene was straight over to them, his foot made contact with the first mans skull with a sickening crunch.

"You like that? Eh?" Gene asked putting more pressure on the mans skull.

"Guv," Jack had handed the second man to the PCs,

"What Jack, I'm a bit busy here!" Gene shouted at Jack.

"Guv, that's enough!" Jack tried to pull Gene away from the man.

"ENOUGH?" Gene blasted, "I'm just getting started!" He had now pulled the man to his feet, slamming him against a nearby wall.

"For what he's put my family through, oh I'm just starting Jack!"

He pulled his arm back and rammed his tightly clenched fist right into the mans jaw with full force.

"Enough Guv!" Jack had grabbed Genes arm and handcuffed the mans who's nose was bleeding and his gums also.

"Police brutality!" the man muttered.

"Oh ye want police brutality?" Gene asked, "I'll show ye police brutality!" Gene shouted straight into his face.

Back at the car Gene pushed the mans head into the roof of the car.

"Oi ye bastard, stop bleedin' all over my car!"

He then pushed the man into the back of a police van, which was now on scene, before returning to his car, where Jack was glaring at him.

Back at the station Gene and Jack entered interview room one, where the man was waiting, smirking at Gene as he entered.

"Don't know what you're smirking at Clyde!" Gene shouted slamming Clyde's head down on to the table. "Where you're going ye certainly won't be smiling."

"Its took ye six years to track me down Hunt! You've lost your touch!"

Gene grabbed Clyde by his t-shirt and slammed him up against the wall, Genes nose centimetres away from Clyde's.

"What did you say?" Gene asked in a low growl.

"You've lost your touch!" Clyde snarled back.

"Sit!" Gene barked throwing Clyde's skinny frame back towards the table.

"Jack, charge this bastard with Possession, dealing, driving under the influence, driving without due care and attention and death by dangerous driving!" he shouted, slamming the door behind him as he left, leaving Jack to charge Jonathan Clyde.

"I'm going home 't my missus!" he informed the desk clerk when passing, all the time thinking to himself,

"Six years to catch a scumbag bastard? What's wrong with me? Maybe I am starting to loose my touch."

Back home…

It was only 2.30pm and Luigi wasn't due to drop the girls off for another hour and a half yet.

Gene opened the front door expecting to find Alex snuggled up on the sofa, reading a book or watching T.V but the living room was eerily quiet. Opening the bedroom door he found Alex, quilt up to her chin, lying in bed crying.

"Oh Gene," she brushed the tears from her face, "I didn't expect you home this early is everything o.k.?"

"Oh Alex," he pulled her into a protective cuddle, "Have you been in bed all day?" he asked in a whisper, looking into her brown eyes which were still full of tears, and pink and puffy from crying.

She gave a tiny nod before the floodgates opened again.

"SShh," he whispered into her curly hair.

"We got him Alex. Today. He's gong down for a long time."

"What?" she hiccupped, "Who was it?"

"A guy called Jonathan Clyde," he replied.

"That names familiar," she whispered 2Why?"

"I know, I thought the same," Gene whispered back.

"How's your scar healing up?" he asked changing the subject.

"Have a look," she whispered pulling up her black pyjama top to reveal a hard red scar that ran nearly the full length of her stomach.

He gently ran on of his fingers along it.

"Wait!" Alex suddenly exclaimed, causing Gene to retract his hand in fear that he had hurt her.

"Did you say his name was Jonathan Clyde?" she asked.

"Yes, why?" Gene asked suspiciously.

"Isn't that who you were investigating the day we found out I was…" she choked on her words because she was again crying.

"You're right Bolls," he lovingly stroked her hair, "that was one of the happiest days of my life," he smiled thinking of the day in question. "Well that, our wedding day and obviously the day Olivia was born!"

He noticed that Alex was smiling into his chest now and her tears had subsided.

"Yeah," she whispered, "those have been the happiest days of my life as well," she smiled at him, but his eyes were still sad, like hers.

"Thank-You," she whispered, tenderly kissing him.

"For what?" he asked, his eyes twinkled.

"You know what for," she replied, her eyes telling him what she couldn't.

He kissed her softly before asking her,

"Do ye feel up to going to Luigi's tonight for dinner?"

She nodded and Gene helped her out of the bed.

He helped her change into jogging bottoms and a baggy t-shirt, controlling any impulses he had, then he phoned Luigi.

"We're coming over; just take the girls to the restaurant.

"No problem Signor, see you soon," Luigi replied.

"Do you think we should tell the girls?" Alex asked from her spot on the sofa.

"Do you want to?" Gene asked cupping her face in his hands.

She gave a slight nod, "They need to know about their brother,"

"Do you want me to tell them?" Gene asked noticing the tears in her eyes once again.

"Would you? I don't think I could," she sighed,

"Course I'll tell them," Gene replied.

90 minutes later…

At Luigi's the family sat in the back corner, and they had asked Luigi for a screen for some privacy from the other diners.

"Girls we need to talk to you about something very important" Gene began, looking t his to little girls, who stared back at him their blue eyes wide open.

"Well you know that mummy had a really sore tummy, but it was because she had a baby in her tummy, but the baby… the baby died." Gene explained as best he could to a three and five year old.

"Is that why Mummy had bandages on her tummy then?" Leah asked looking sad.

"Yes sweetheart it is," Alex replied taking her little girls hand.

Olivia who had been staring at Alex stomach suddenly asked, 2Where did the baby go?"

"The doctors took him away darling," Gene whispered.

"Mum?" Leah asked her big blue eyes were full of tears, "Was it the accident that made the baby die?"

"Yes," Gene replied pulling his two girls onto his knees.

"Will that bad man from the van make me die?" Leah asked, the tears rolling down her face, her brown curls bouncing with her trembles.

"NO!" Gene replied firmly, "because daddy arrested him today and he's going to prison."

"Good!" Leah stated sounding a lot like Alex.

"Gene its 8pm, don't you think we should be getting home now?" Alex asked looking at her watch.

"Awwww Mum!" Leah and Olivia chorused in unison.

"I'll read you a bedtime story when we get home," Gene said,

"As long as it's Three little Pigs!" Leah added, "I like you're voice as the big bad wolf!" she giggled.

"Oh do you know?" Gene chuckled, "O.k. then Three Little Pigs it is then!"

"Yeah!" Olivia cried.

Alex had sat and watched Gene interacting with his daughters, and how much of a good father he was with them. She couldn't help but think that their family wouldn't be complete without a boy, and a son for Gene.

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