She goes from standing there holding the photographs to crying in his arms and Jim knows in that second that he's won. He's won and it's a strange feeling, a euphoric feeling that he's finally done it that he tucks her under his chin and just lets her cry it out. He needs her to do this, because later when Alex stands by his side Jim doesn't need weakness.
Gene Hunt is like a lion and he can smell it.
But, if Gene is a lion does that make him the noble hunter? And Alex? Alex is like a rifle, with her hands fisted firmly in his coat.
Jim wipes her eyes with his thumbs, smiling as he taps her nose. "There now. That's better, mm?"
"I can't believe he—"
"Shh, Alex. You don't need to say it. Not here. Wait."