The next day, Angelo is watching the bikini clad girls on the beach from his squad car. Enjoying the way their bikini's left little to the imagination, he unzips his pants.

"I see you're keeping up with your police work Const. Rosey."

"Fuck," Angelo cries out in shock as the figure bangs on the door. "Austin you fucking prick," Angelo fumes as he struggles to right his clothes and get out of the car.

"Why Rosey, is that a gun in your pants or are you just pleased to see me?" Hugo smirks at him.

"Show some respect, that's Const. Rosetta."

"Respect?" Hugo laughs at him, "Jesus Rosey, you were just about to wank off over a couple of girls barely older than Ruby."

"Don't push me Austin."

"No, you don't push me Rosey, you're the one who needs me."

"We don't need shit from you."

"We both know that's not true." Hugo steps closer to him, taunting him, "What's the matter Rosey, are you jealous that I'm needed so much?"

"There's no way I'd ever be jealous of a fag like you," Angelo puffs up his chest.

"I may be a fag, but you're the prick cheating on a woman like Charlie."

"You don't know anything Austin so shut your mouth."

"I know you were fucking Belle behind her husband's back and that you regularly cheat on Charlie." Hugo smirks at him again, "You know Rosey, if you don't want her, maybe I could have her."

Grabbing the front of Hugo's T-shirt, Angelo swings him into the car, "You so much as look at her and I'll kill you Austin and mail you in pieces back to your mother."

"Wow, you really must be worried I could steal Charlie from you." Hugo breaks Angelo's grip on him and shoves him backwards.

"You're a fucking fag Austin, why would I have to worry about you; you wouldn't even be able to get it up for a woman."

"So slamming me into the car was just because you wanted to cop a feel," Hugo looks at him suggestively.

"Don't you ever say that again!" Angelo raises his fist, before taking a deep breath and lowering it.

"You know Rosey, maybe you should be worried about me, I mean, a woman like Charlie's almost enough to make me straight."

"Charlie knows I'm the only one for her and she wouldn't dare cheat on me."

"You don't deserve a woman like her, Rosey," Hugo says calmly.

"I told you never to call me that," Angelo seethes through clenched teeth.

"Awww, have I hurt your little feelings?"

"Your problem Austin, is that you need to be taught a lesson."

"Who by, you?" Hugo laughs dismissively at him, "God, what a joke."

"So you're not going to fight me then?" Feeling confident, Angelo gives Hugo a shove, trying to provoke him.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you Rosey, having me hit you while you're in uniform so you could arrest me for assault. That's your style isn't it, hiding behind your uniform?"

"You're just a coward Austin."

"No, I'm just not an idiot like you are, Rosey."

"You call me that one more time and I'll..."

"And you'll what?" Hugo interrupts him. "Shoot me dead like you did my cousin?"

"That was an accident," Angelo fumes at the reminder.

"Stubbing your toe is an accident, drawing a gun and pulling the trigger; how exactly is that an accident?"

"I didn't know it was Jack you stupid shit!" Angelo's anger growing by the second.

"What!" Hugo gasps in mock disbelief. "Is it possible that the world's greatest cop and god's gift to women is just so incompetent that he actually mistakes his friend in police uniform for a prowler!"

"It was a fucking accident!" Angelo yells into his face.

"Aren't coppers trained how to use their guns safely or," Hugo glances down to the front of Angelo's pants, "or is that the only weapon you've been trained to use; though not very well if some whispers are true."

"Fuck you Austin, I don't have to justify anything to you. That stupid prick shouldn't have been there."

"That's your reason for killing Jack; he shouldn't have been there? You're a coward and a murderer Rosey."

"Say that again and I'll have you."

Hugo walks up to him until almost touching chests. "You're a coward and a murderer Rosey, now why don't you run home and have a cry you..." Angelo's fist strikes hard, knocking Hugo backwards. Staying on his feet, he blocks the next punch and tackles Angelo to the ground.

"Hey, that's enough!" Having witnessed the altercation, Joey runs into the fray, pulling Hugo off Angelo and to his feet. "I said, that's enough." With his arms being held by Joey, Hugo is defenceless when Angelo throws a vicious right hook, catching him in the jaw and knocking Hugo into Joey's face, catching her on the lip as they fall in a heap. Joey wipes the blood from her lip as she gets to her feet, "Angelo Rosetta, you are under arrest for assault."

"What! It's not my fault that happened."

"It never is your fault, is it?"

"He threw the first punch."

"Always the liar, aren't you?" Joey muses. "I saw you throw the first punch Rosetta, and you also hit him while he was restrained."

Feeling trapped, Angelo glances at Hugo, offering him a smile, "We were just fooling around, weren't we Austin?"

Hugo glares at Angelo with hatred, "That's right, my buddy and I were just fooling around."

"You always fool around with your fists?"

"Rosey was just teaching me some moves; unfortunately, he's a lousy teacher, right Rosey?"

Gritting his teeth, thinking of their mutual aquaintance's reaction and displeasure if he just shot Hugo dead where he was standing, Angelo reluctantly backs up Hugo.

"Fine, if that's your story, I'll let you off, but in future, keep it less public."

"Sure thing Detective," Hugo happily agrees.

"Mr Austin is it?"

"Hugo," he offers her his hand which she ignores.

"Well Hugo, get out of here before I change my mind."

"Thanks Detective, seeya Rosey," Hugo gives a little wave to him as he runs off.

Angelo puts on his most charming smile, "I really am sorry for the misunderstanding Detective."

"Cut the bullshit Rosetta, I didn't buy that crap for one second. I know what I witnessed Rosey," liking the effect Hugo's nickname had on him, "and you may have gotten away with it this time, but I'm watching you."

"Watch me all you like Detective, all you will see is an honest copper."

"I'm surprised you even know what that word means, now clean yourself up and get back to work Constable," Joey orders him, not even bothering to wait to see if he'd comply.

"Yes Detective," Angelo mutters. Glaring with hatred at her back as she walks away, he allows his eyes to drift lower; liking the way she moved, he imagines what it'd be like to have her at his mercy, begging for more. "Fucking bitch is just asking for it," he whistles as he jumps back into the car, cursing when he notices the girls had left.

Joey has just put some ice to her lip when Charlie comes barging into her office. "What the hell do you think you are doing Detective, Angelo just informed me that you threatened to arrest him for assault," Charlie stops short when she sees the ice pack. "What happened to your lip?"

"Your fiancé punched a man while I was restraining him; this is my reward." Joey moves the icepack to show Charlie the damage, "Sergeant, I witnessed Const. Rosetta assaulting a member of the public and if you choose not to believe me, then go and find Hugo Austin; I'm sure he's going to have some nice bruises from Rosetta's fist."

"I know how much you dislike Angelo, so if what you say is true, why didn't you arrest him then?"

"Because the pair of them decided that they weren't actually fighting," Joey tells her, her disgust at their lies obvious. "And with those two backing each other up, I could hardly charged them now, could I?"

Charlie sighs as she takes a seat opposite Joey. "Those two have never really gotten along because Jack was Hugo's cousin."

"Then you believe me?"

"It's not the first time that they've come to blows," she reluctantly admits.

Joey shakes her head in annoyance at her, "If they've fought before, why did you come barging in here full of indignation?"

"You have it in for Angelo," Charlie replies as if that's reason enough.

"Sergeant, are you suggesting that I'd make up a false allegation like that?" Joey asks angrily

"What! No, of course not...I don't know." Charlie sits back in her seat, frustrated that she had handled this so poorly. "Look Detective, you've had it in for Angelo from the moment you arrived, looking to blame him for every little crime, what was I supposed to think?"

"That maybe you should have remembered that you are a Sergeant and the senior officer in this station, before you came barging in with a head full of steam and acting like some upset girlfriend."

"I'm sorry ok," Charlie mutters with embarrassment at her behaviour, feeling even more embarrassed since she'd done nothing but criticise the detective for her own behaviour.

"Not good enough Sergeant," her authoritative tone cutting through Charlie's embarrassment. "I know he's your fiancé Sergeant and that you want to look out for him, but as the senior officer of this station, you have a duty to act professional at all times."

"That's a good one coming from you."

"I'm not the one who is in charge of a station full of officers who look to me to set the example." Charlie nods her head in acknowledgement of the rebuke. "Sergeant, I'm curious; if Rosetta and Austin have never really gotten along, why did they both lie for the other?"

"Because they share mutual friends who hate being caught in the middle of their squabbles, so they always try and work out their problems."

"Is Austin a friend of yours?"

"Not really, but that's only because I don't know him that well."

"I take it that you have no idea what they could have been fighting about?"

"With those two, it could be anything," Charlie tells her as Joey puts the icepack back to her lip. "Here, let me have a look at that."

"It's fine."

"Detective, you were injured because of one of my officers, now let me look." Charlie leans in close, gently touching Joey's lip near the wound. "That's a nasty cut to your lip."

"It's fine," Joey whispers, feeling uncomfortable at Charlie's touch and closeness.

"You may need a stitch."

"It's fine, really," Joey assures her as she moves away from her touch.

Charlie walks back to the other side of the desk, "I'll speak to Angelo."

"And what will you do?"

"I'll reprimand him." Charlie smiles with tired acceptance at Joey's surprised look. "As I said before Detective, you were injured because of one of my officers and despite what you think of me, I don't stand for that."

"That's good to know Sergeant."

"Detective, you haven't exactly seen me at my best, I'll admit that and I'm also willing to admit that when it comes to Angelo and yourself, I probably am a little biased."

"Then that's going to be a bit of a problem."

"I know. You really don't make it easy to like or even trust you Detective, but that's no excuse for the way I've behaved here today, so for that, I'm sorry."

"I'm not exactly a fan of yours either, Sergeant and you're right, there was no excuse for your behaviour," Joey pauses, noticing the way Charlie was getting angry at her refusal of her apology. "Acting like an indignant girlfriend hardly fills me with confidence in your ability to be a good leader," waiting until Charlie is about to respond before adding, "but as you have apologised, I'll accept it, this time."

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

Joey chooses to ignore her accusation, "If another officer had come to you as Rosetta had, would you have barged in here full of accusation, or would you have come to me as cop to cop instead of pissed off girlfriend to cop?"

"I've already admitted that I'm a little biased when it comes to you and Angelo, so why even ask me that?"

"Because I want you to realise that such unprofessional behaviour in a senior officer could have serious consequences on your career and that you need to try a lot harder to maintain a professional distance while at work. Sergeant, at work he is Const. Rosetta, not your fiancé."

"I wish it was that easy," Charlie grumbles as she accepts Joey's words. "How do you and Georgina manage?"

"Easy; I outrank her and she knows not to piss me off and if she does, I'll just order her to behave."

The image of anyone treating her friend like that makes Charlie laugh. "I just might have to tell her you said that."

"As if she'd be surprised."

"I really do not understand you," Charlie tells her in all honesty.

"Save yourself the effort and don't even try."

"You're probably right, getting to know you would be a waste of time. If you'll excuse me Detective, I have an officer to reprimand."

Joey watches her leave, running her finger over where Charlie's had just been, still surprised that Charlie was going to reprimand her own fiancé.