A/N: Still not owning anything…
This is the first chapter I have actually written at school….English is lame. XXD

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"Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleeping.
You're in my head like a song on the radio.
All I know is I gotta get next to you.
Sitting here turning minutes into hours.
To find the nerve just to call you on the telephone.
'Cause you don't know that I gotta get next to you.
Maybe we're friends.
Maybe we're more.
Maybe it's just my imagination.
But I see you stare just a little too long.
And it makes me start to wonder.
So baby.
Call me crazy.
But Think you feel it too.
Baby I.
Baby I.
Just gotta get next to you"
Next to you- Jordin Sparks.

Haylee couldn't help the sinking feeling in her stomach as she remembered that Callum knew about her past. About her drug addicted mum, about her life in foster homes. About Daniel.
She felt as if he was treating her differently, like she was someone different to who he first met. She was the same person, just now he knew most of her secrets.
"Haylee" Inspector Weston called out as Haylee walked past her office, her head bowed in thought.
Once she had heard her name, Haylee's head shot up and she looked at her inspector. Re-tracing her steps, she poked her head through the doorway of the office "Yes ma'm?" She smiled at the older, beautiful woman.
Rachel motioned for Haylee to enter her office which she did. Standing in front of her superior, Haylee spread her legs apart and her hands behind her back.
"How are you doing?" Rachel asked, placing her hands on her desk.

Haylee wondered what her inspector was talking about "What do you mean how am I doing? I'm fine" She gave Rachel a reassuring smile to show she wasn't lying.
"Well sergeant Stone came to me the other day expressing his concern about your performance on the beat" Rachel explained to the younger woman. Haylee now knew what Rachel was talking about. Callum must have noticed how she was still a bit upset about Daniel being back in town and beating her friend.
"Like I said ma'm. I'm fine" Haylee motioned to the door "Can I go? I still have some things to do" She smiled softly.
Rachel looked at her watch "Well it's almost knock off time anyway. Why don't you go down the pub with the relief and have a few drinks. You might relax" She smiled at Haylee.

The nineteen year old wanted to say that she could never relax. Not until Daniel was dead, or at very least, in jail "I think I may just do that" She smiled. Rachel nodded "Go have some fun. Let your hair down"
Haylee turned around and walked out the office, bumping into Mel, Leon, Millie, Max and a few other officers which Haylee didn't know the names of "'Sup homebakes?" She grinned at the group.
Leon laughed "About to head out for a few. Want to come?" He asked. Leon had taken quite a liking to Haylee. She was carefree and fun to be around. She made the job just that little bit more bearable.
"Umm. If you let me get changed then yeah. Why not" She laughed. Haylee hadn't meant to go out tonight, she was going to go home and watch Eastenders repeats. Well maybe tomorrow night.
Haylee spun around with a 'wait for me' and ran down the corridors to the change rooms.

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Callum was ready to go for a quiet drink by himself down at the Seven Bells. But, knowing his luck, the relief would most likely be there. Buttoning up the last few buttons of his black dress shirt, he sprayed on some deodorant and gave himself the once over in the mirror. He wasn't looking for a pick up, but if the opportunity arose, he wouldn't say no. Not tonight. Not when he had thoughts of her in his head.
Haylee.

Walking out of the room, he somehow managed to bump into Haylee and some other members of the relief.
He looked down at what the younger woman was wearing. Her brown hair falling slightly wavy just above her shoulders with a side fringe, a pink halter neck shirt which showed off her silver necklace of a pentagram. He knew she had it as he saw Inspector Weston tell her to take it off during work hours.

A pair of dark blue hipster jeans showed off a little flesh under her belly button. She finished the outfit off with a pair of black and grey peep toe high heels.
"Hey serge" She smiled just that little too chirpy. Callum smiled at her "Where are you off too?" He asked.

Haylee nodded behind her "These chuckleheads think I should go partying tonight. So I am. But first I need to get really wasted and then go clubbing with Mel and Leon. You should come" She offered.
Callum laughed "My clubbing days are long gone Haylee. I'm 36" He pointed out as he fell into pace with the brunette officer.
"So? You're never too old to go clubbing serge" She gave him a small bump as they walked into the night air.
Nodding, Haylee stood beside Callum and Leon as they waited for a cab. "Well I'll see you tomorrow then" Callum didn't know why he felt as if the breath was sucked from his lungs when Haylee's hair got blown back from her face. She looked beautiful to him. No matter what.

"Huh. Oh yeah. If I'm not that hung over. Leon, you wouldn't mind if I crash on your floor tonight?" Haylee smiled over at Leon who was placing his hands in his jacket pocket "Nah. You can pass out on my floor any day Hay" He joked.
Callum laughed as he pulled out his car keys "If you need a lift you two, give me a call okay" He ordered as he looked at his two officers. He didn't want anything to happen to Haylee, not after everything.
"Yes dad" The brunette officer smirked as the cab pulled into the station car park.

Callum grinned and watched as his officers climbed into the back of the cab "Don't do anything I wouldn't do" Haylee called out from the window.
He wanted to reply that there was nothing she wouldn't do; but thought better of it "Goodnight Haylee" He laughed as the cab pulled away.
Walking to his own car, he decided that maybe going out tonight wasn't the best idea. But then again, seeing Haylee in that outfit made him decide otherwise.

The music was thumping louder and louder, the alcohol finally taking effect. The colours of the lights flashing on the dance floor flashing blue, pink, yellow, green, orange, white and the occasional purple. Haylee sat up at the bar, her phone twirling between her fingers "Just call him already Hay. You know he feels the same" Mel called out from beside her. The music blaring over her voice.
Haylee shook her head. It was one am. Callum would be asleep in bed. Having dreams of god only knows what.

"I can't call him Mel. He's my sergeant. And besides, I highly doubt he feels the same. He's a professional. Loves the job way to much" Haylee slurred a little bit. Mel laughed "We are so drunk" She giggled, sliding off the barstool.
"We should go home. Get some sleep. We're up again in like…" Haylee looked at her watch "…Four hours" She mumbled, doing the same as Mel and sliding off the stool.
Wrapping her arm around Haylee, Mel led the younger girl out the bar and into the cold morning air "I'm just going to go call a cab okay. Back in a second" Mel steadied herself for a second before walking over to the phone booth and dialling the number of the cab company.

Haylee wrapped her arms around her body, the morning air causing goosebumps on her skin.
"Do you need a coat love?" A familiar voice asked, Haylee didn't register who it was until she turned around.
No one else was outside.
Just him and her.
Sobering up imdeiently, Haylee began to back away "Stay away from me" She ordered Daniel who walked closer to her.
Daniel smirked "You're coming with me" He stated, lunging forward and grabbing Haylee by her throat and holding a rag up to her face. Haylee struggled and let out a small scream as she fell to the ground. Darkness finally taking over her.

Mel returned to the place she left Haylee. Looking around, she noticed that the younger woman was no where to be seen.
All she thought was that Haylee must have caught a cab without her, that was until she saw Haylee's necklace on the ground. Obviously been snapped from her neck.
She began to panic as she pulled out her phone and dialled the one number she knew off by heart.
After three rings, a groggy Callum answered "Hello?" He answered as he looked over at the busty red head lying next to him. She gave a small groan and rolled over.
Mel breathed a partial sigh of relief "S-serge. It's Mel. S-something's happened" She stuttered, the alcohol in her body finally draining out.
Callum sat up in bed, the blanket which was covering his chest falling off "Mel. What's happened?" He asked, imdeiently getting into police mode.
"I-It's Haylee. S-she's gone. Someone's taken her Callum" Mel sobbed as she ran a hand over her face.
His heart stopped in his chest. Climbing out of the bed, he dressed quickly in his jeans and shirt which he was wearing hours before.
"Right. Where are you?" He asked, pulling on his shoes and turning on his bedroom light. Making the red head blink her eyes open.
"I'm at the Q-bah. Please hurry" Mel pleaded.
"Okay. Call 999 and explain the situation. I'll be down there as soon as I can"

Callum hung up his phone and picked up the woman's clothes and passed them to her "You need to go. I'll drop you off wherever. You just need to go"
The girl sat up and pulled her bra and underwear on "What's happened?" She asked him, climbing out of the bed and pulling on the rest of her clothes.
"Just, a friend of mine's in trouble" Callum stated, trying to make his appearance that little bit acceptable.
The girl stood up and tied her hair into a pony tail "Is it that girl Haylee?" She asked softly.
Callum just stared at his reflection for a second "Yeah" He moved away from his reflection and grabbed his keys.
He needed to find Haylee. And fast.