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Confronation.

Ed stared straught ahead as he tried to get his thoughts into order. In the last few days he had barely had time to eat a decent meal let alone get some proper rest. The only thoughts that had pre occupied his mind had been to look after Alex while looking for Ros and Beckett. Now his friends were relaively safe he had a new fact to digest. His daughter. He had an eight year old little girl by his ex girlfriend that he knew nothing about - other than she adored anything technical. He closed his eyes as he realised she probably just remembered him as the wise cracking Australian bloke that had taken her home when the bald guy took her. He took a deep breath wondering if Clare had been right not to tell himthat Rebecca was his daughter.

"What the Hell do I do now?" He muttered as he pulled his crash helmet over his head. The motor bike he loved so dearly stood waiting for him as he tried not to let his thoughts as to why Clare had been in league with Jean Daniel cloud his mind.

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"Who are these people?" Jan stood behind Alex while the the younger woman tapped away at her keyboard.

"Initially they were a small family firm. Almost went bust in the 1980s, mainly due to the recession. Most of it's employers got jobs in Germany. Then they were taken over by the owners' oldest daughter, Clare."

"Clare Howarth."

"Yes." Alex narrowed her eyes as a picture of a curly haired woman filled the screen. "That's her. 39 years old. Married to Mark, currently divorcing. Has been arrested many times during her teenage years and early 20s."

"What for?" Jan was suddenly more interested. It seemed Ed may have had a lead afterall.

"At fifteen it was underage drinking and shoplifting. Ages 17 driving without a licence. She hit a parked car while driving her brother's motorbike."

"Motorbike. Would explain how Ed knows her. If she is a biker too."

"No." Beth walked in and shook her long brown hair out of her eyes. "That witch had a thing with Ed."

"Excuse me? You know this because?" Jan looked up. The welsh woman sighed.

"You know I got the job here because Ros recommended me to you."

"You were her receptionist when her and Andy had Gizmos." Jan nodded. "She told me you were hardworking and reliable."

"Yeah, I know."

"Well one out of two isn't bad." Alex smirked as the welsh woman narrowed her eyes.

"I'll let that one go Bach." Beth raised an eyebrow, aware the younger woman was still running on adrenaline and caffiene. Jan rolled her eyes. She knew the secretary loved the team as much as she did.

"Call Beckett, see what he has to say about her. And find Ed. He hasn't been in contact since that phonecall. The last thing we need is him going all Lone Ranger on us."

"Ok." Alex sighed heavily. "Ok."

"Oh and what became of Clare?"

"Married Mark Howarth eight years ago. Was already pregnant. Has one daughter, Rebecca almost nine years old. Came back on the scene when Jean Daniel kidnapped the girl. She didn't go to the police, just rang Ed. He and Beckett managed to save the little girl but not without destroying half the building and forcing Jean Daniel to abandon his plans." Alex couldn't help but smile as she thought of her best friends.

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Ros sat on the edge of the bed while the doctor stared at her notes. She felt sick as he spoke about neurological trauma, aneurisms and other possible complications of her surgery.

"Miss Henderson. This is the second neurosurgical procedure in six months."

"I know." She met his eye briefly. "I didn't intend to get shot in the head."

"Ros." Beckett touched her hand gently. Ros smiled slightly, still amazed at the turn in their relationship since escaping the clutches of the man that seemed intent on killing them both. She fought the urge to roll her eyes as she realised if Jean Daniel had never taken them there was a chance Beckett wouldn't be there with her now.

"Sorry." She sighed as the doctor smiled at her. "I just want to go home."

"And if the midwife is happy with you tomorrow I don't see any reason why you can't go home before the end of the week. You are doing remarkably well. The only resevations I have are waiting for the midwife and knowing you wont be going home to an empty house. You need someone with you, at least for the first few days."

"She wont be alone." Beckett held her gaze. The doctor nodded before slipping out the room content that his patient was out of danger and had someone to care for her.

"Nick." Ros closed her eyes for a moment. "They'll want to do a scan."

"Ok." He smiled at the thought of their child. "I am not a complete idiot Ros. I know pregnant women have scans occasionally."

"You'll be here?"

"Always." He smiled back at her as she took his hand and rested it on her slightly rounded abdomen.

"Problem now is." Ros sighed. Beckett frowned. "Where is Ed?"

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Ed drove through the city, glad he had taken his bike rather than the small car he had use of from the Buraeu. There was nothing quite like the thrill of driving a motorbike when the weather was nice. Now that the weather was appalling it had lost it's charm. But not enough for him to wish for the confines four wheels brought him. The bike wove in and out of traffic as he headed towards the place he thought Jean Daniel would be. The only problem was he had no idea whether he was right or what to do if he found the man that had caused him and his friends so much heartache.

"Yeah?" He tapped a button on the bike handle when he realised his phone was ringing. "On the road." He answered Jan while pulling the bike into the corner of the street. He had a feeling he didn't want to be driving while he heard what his boss had to say.

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"Ed had a fling with a criminal." Alex shook her head.

"Well, put like that it sounds really bad." Beth sighed. "He's a good guy."

"You like him." Alex tried not to laugh. Beth and Ed had clashed since the day they met. The fiesty welsh woman was everything the laid back Australian was not. Seriously organised and ambitious where as Ed was laid back and just went with the flow.

"I like all my colleagues. I might just be the general dogsbody around here but you were in my position once and you never missed a trick."

"I know." Alex closed her eyes. It seemed like an age had passed since she had met Nick Beckett and his friends.

"Well, listen this Clare woman broke Ed's heart. She cared more about her work than him. He did everything to make her happy and she threw it in his face. Dumped him to day he was gonna propose to her. Bitch if you ask me. Then she takes up with Jean Daniel. Comes running when she wants his help mind."

"Yeah." Alex frowned. "How old did you say the daughter is?"

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"Ed." Jan spoke calmly while she began pacing her office. "Alex and Beth are looking into the company you told us about. I've been advised that Special Branch and Fraud Squad want Jean Daniel too."

"That does not surprise me." Ed sighed heavily.

"True but while Fraud Squad are happy to come in on our coat tails Special Branch are not. When you get to the Marina you are to meet with a Detective Superintendant Nikki Paige."

"Nikki? As in?"

"The officer in charge of Special Branch's op." Jan almost spat the words out. "She is your point of contact. Do not and I repeat do NOT wind her up. We need their help with this case as much as they need ours. You should recognise her."

"How? Never met the woman."

"Oh come on Ed, an undercover policewoman. You should spot her straight away. If not she's the same height as Ros, long black hair and I am told she is wearing a black leather jacket."

"Easy to miss." Ed laughed. "Look, I'm on it. Just keep me up to date with the Intel. I wont be back until this man is behind bars. Hopefully for good this time."

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A/N this was going to be the last chapter but this was longer than I expected. Will wrap up this story soon as people seem to have lost interest. Please review if you've been kind enough to read it. I estimate two chapters left.