There were loud ironic cheers from the Squad Room as Regan wheeled himself in. Someone, probably Jelly whistled the theme from "Ironside".
"Alright, Leave it out, you lot should be on "The Comedians"" growled Regan. There were a few more ribald comments. Carter looked up and waved his arm to show off the plaster cast.
"This is a surprise, Guv'nor. Word was you were on long-term sick" said Carter.
" I was going loopy, George. Rattling round me flat like a fart in a hurricane. Plus I missed your smiling mush!" he laughed " I see your love life is up the swanee!". Regan was looking at the cast on Carter's right arm.
" Far from it, Guv'nor. You should see what some of the nurses put on the cast" Carter smiled, then looked thoughtful " They told me you killed the bloke that had the gun on me. I owe you big time"
Regan coughed with embarrassment then hurriedly said " Too ****ing right you owe me. I intend to collect….in Whiskey. 'Ow about starting to pay off your debt right now. I expect your arm is playing up" he winked.
"You know what, it is starting to play up" laughed Carter. Later on , in the Flag and Anchor, the two men caught up on the last few weeks and quite a few chasers.
" I wonder what Sergeant Rock and his mate are up to right now" mused Regan, nursing his tumbler "Probably some glamorous spying job in a tux with a bird on each arm"
Carter looked thoughtful "'Ow fit are the birds?"
Regan laughed and downed his Whiskey " You would!"