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Hey all! Wonderful reviews so far, why you guys so good to me huh? lol Alright, i won't creep, i'll just give you chapter ten, hope you like it!
Ray leant against the car, smoking moodily. He watched as Chris and Nicky came towards him.
"Well?"
Chris shook his head, looking a little lost.
"No sign of 'im yet mate."
Nicky folded her arms across her chest, her expression just as moody as Ray's.
"And Drake hasn't showed up yet either."
Ray took another pull from his cigarette to stop from smirking. He knew why she was moody. She'd made a show of herself in Luigi's and the Guv seemed to have gone home with Drake instead.
He frowned again as his mind went to work. If the Guv hadn't shown, and neither had Drake…
"That means I'm in charge then."
Ray stood tall, trying to puff his chest out like the Guv as he threw his cigarette away. Nicky's eyes widened momentarily, now Ray was a fine figure of a man wasn't he? Why hadn't she noticed that before? She smiled that smile.
"I suppose your right, Guv."
Ray smirked and walked over to the rest of the team, Nicky trotting at his side. Chris sighed and hung back, watching the pair. Christ was she gonna crack on the whole team before the week was out? Chris gulped at the very thought of it.
"Where the bloody 'ell's the Guv?"
Nervous look in place, Chris wandered off after his friend.
A few blocks away Gene was having a whale of a time. Alex glared at him for the fiftieth time and Gene smirked.
"Stop staring Hunt."
Gene had never been very good at taking orders, not even in the old days and especially not from women. Besides which, he'd have to be mental to look away right about now.
Alex pulled a top from her bag and raised her eyebrows slightly in his direction before pulling it over her head. Gene pouted.
"Spoilsport."
Alex smiled, she wasn't so tough really. Couldn't handle the Gene Genie checking her out while she changed. He gave her a questioning glance.
"Never 'ad yer figured fer the shy type Drake."
"Just because I don't want to be ogled while dressing that doesn't mean I'm shy Gene. It's called self respect."
"Bollocks."
She could see the amusement in his eyes, he was sure of it. When he was rewarded with another smile he knew she had.
"What is it you're failing to grasp here?"
He tried to keep his face straight as he dropped his eyes to her breast for a second. She raised an eyebrow, smile still in place. Gene pouted.
"Yer don't know the meanin' of the word. Respect like."
"Oh and I suppose you do, do you?"
"Course! The 'ole team respect us."
Alex frowned a little before her smile grew wider.
"Us?"
Gene gave a stiff nod knowing she would be quite happy with it. This wasn't so hard, being nice didn't necessarily mean being soft. He could be nice and still be the manc lion.
"Bolls?"
"Gene?"
What the hell was he doing? He wasn't even sure of himself in his head yet, let alone doing the grown up thing and 'talking' about things with her. He shook his head.
"Nothin'"
She leaned across to put a hand on his arm tentatively. He raised his head and realised too late how close she'd got. Holding his breath slightly he raises a hand to cup her cheek, ready to kiss her if she didn't object.
He watched her eyes flutter shut and his heart beat a little faster. He started to lean in slowly, determined to take his time.
The alarm sounded and Alex opened her eyes and looked towards the door, both of them frozen for a moment.
Professionalism kicked in and they both jumped to their feet, cocking their weapons and hiding either side of the door. The alarm ringing in their ears meant they couldn't hear any movement on the other side of the door.
That was until they heard the lock click.
A man in a balaclava stepped into the vault, closely followed by another guy who was armed. The pair sprang from their hiding places guns raised. One of the blaggers dropped his weapon and raised his hands in the air as Gene pointed his weapon at his face. Alex lowered her weapon to cuff the first blagger, and a gunshot rang out.
The second assailant dropped his gun and let out a pained noise, turning on his tail and fleeing. Gene ran out after him.
Alex let out a long breath and pulled the blaggers balaclava off. She shook her head.
"Mark Barnes wasn't it? I don't think we've had the pleasure."
Mark smirked.
"Detective Inspector Drake, pleasure's all mine love."
Alex started shoving him out of the door. His statement only confirmed her fears. They had a spy.
Alex could hardly believe it. They'd had the chance to wrap it all up and Gene had let him go.
"I didn't let 'im go! I lost 'im, 'e were too bloody quick."
"Well at least we've got Barnes."
Gene clapped his hands together.
"Right, let's go see what the little scrote 'as t' say fer himself."
"He's not going to talk Gene."
"We'll soon see about that."
Ray and the others trooped in looking mutinous. Gene barked at them.
"There yer are! Where the bloody 'ell 'ave yer been all mornin' while myself 'n' Bolly 'ere 'ave been apprehending suspects? Raymondo."
Gene began to walk in the direction of the interview room, a stormy looking Ray following closely behind. Chris came to stand by Alex.
"What's goin' on ma'am?"
"Come on."
Alex led the rest of the team back to C.I.D where they all sat around ready for some sort of explanation.
"Okay everybody listen up! We've got Mark Barnes. The Guv and Ray will be lightly interrogating him by now."
A few chuckled from the back row, Alex tried not to smile. Chris raised a hand.
"What 'appened t' the plan ma'am?"
"We decided it would be better to be safe than sorry and make sure we covered all the bases. Making the decision at that late stage made it hard on all of us, we had to get in under cover of dark and as such we couldn't let you lot in on it."
Nicky folded her arms and looked decidedly grumpy.
"So we've been stood outside the wrong bank all day, while you and Gene have been having a whale of a time?"
Alex allowed one corner of her mouth to rise fractionally.
"That's one way of looking at it."
Ray and Gene burst back inside and Gene strode over to them.
"Everyone up to date?"
There was a general murmur of agreement.
"Good, back t' work. Bolly, a word?"
Alex caught the scowl Nicky sent her way and smiled as she followed Gene out into the corridor.
"'e's not talkin'. Kept laughin' when I asked 'im about a spy."
Alex gasped and raised a hand to her mouth.
"We can't keep him here."
"What?"
Alex pulls him into the now empty interview room and closes the door.
"Think about it Gene, whoever's in charge of this isn't stupid. The moment we get a lead that person ends up dead. What better way to kill someone than to do it in the cells?"
"Don't be stupid, coppers don't kill prisoners."
"They do Gene."
Gene frowned for a moment. She was right, he remembered Harry Wolfe and Dicky Fingers all too well. He sighed.
"Well we can't let 'im go!"
Alex shook her head.
"We'll have to keep an eye on him. We can't take him to the flat, if we've got a spy in our midst they'll see. It'll have to be your place."
"Oh this get's better 'n' better!"
Gene opened the door, stepping back in to the corridor.
"Come on Gene?"
"Fine. Keep an eye on 'im."
She watched him storm away and smiled. She smiled too much, but she couldn't help it today. It certainly made a change from the last few days.
She took a stroll to the interview room where she found Barnes. She took the seat opposite him and he smirked.
"You here to try and get me to talk and all are you?"
Alex shook her head and kicking off her shoes, rest her feet on the chair opposite.
"I'm just here to keep an eye on you. I'd prefer it if you didn't talk actually."
Alex let her head rest back on the wall and closed her eyes.
No matter what Gene and the others said, Alex knew psychology was seriously underrated.
Gene was growing impatient from his office. Checking the clock hardened his resolve and he got to his feet, strolling over to Shaz's desk where she and Chris were reading over a file.
"'aven't yer got 'omes t' go t'?"
Chris grinned stupidly.
"We're workin' on that fencin' case guv. D.I Drake said-"
"Frankly Chirstopher, I couldn't care less. Yer clutterin' up my office, now get yerselves off."
Gene watched them scuffle away and waited for the sound of footsteps to die away. Grabbing his coat he marched along the corridor and poked his head into the interview room.
"They've gone, c'mon."
Alex waited at the back door while Gene to the car around the block and parked it up out of sight. Gene frowned as Alex helped Barnes into the back of the car.
As if it wasn't bad enough having to have scum like that in his car, now he had to let the bastard kip in his house and all. Gene accidentally brushed his hand against her tight clad thigh when he changed gear, Alex cleared her throat and looked out the window trying to conceal a smile.
Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all?
Well, there you are! More soon...ish! lol LQx