Chapter4: A name that keeps 'popping,' up

It was three months later and still there man hadn't arrived in town, but still they waited. Every poll road, every airport, every port, was waiting every moment of the day, just waiting for him to arrive, for him to slip up and be seen, for him to be caught.

But most of all Andy was waiting, it had been three months now three long, drowning months. And yet here he was with nothing to show but two wrong convictions, both not what he wanted.

An so today like man before it Andy sat and waited, sitting beside his desk's phone, not caring his shift had ended, or that it had been his third day with no sleep or a visit to a shower, not caring about anything.

Darrel Morris walked into the office, he had tried his home, despite knowing he wouldn't be there had still tried, and yet like his stomach had told him, he was here. Still here, at his desk, still starring at the cold mug of coffee from two days ago, and still waiting for the call that was never going to come.

He walked towards him, unsure of what to say, but knowing on some level it needed, no it had to be said. He grabbed a chair as he approached his numb college, and sat beside him, "hay," he called hoping for a response but none came.

He drew in his breath knowing what he was about to say was to be hard, "he's been spotted." Straight away Andy jumped from his seat, for the first time in weeks,

"Where?" he blurted out, as he stood and waited to find where he was, where he had slipped up, where they had finally got him.

"He's been talking to drug dealers, according to a source," Darrel said, hoping his partner could hold on, and maybe fit the jigsaw together on his own.

"Yer! Where? What City!" Andy asked grabbing his jacket and rapidly pulling it on his body. But then he noticed, the look, the uncomfortable way he stood, the way he seemed to be controlling his excitement a little to well, and then there was silence. And it clicked, it fitted, and Andy fell back to his seat. "It's here, isn't it," he said to no response, " he's here," he finally said in a whisper.

Andy sat in silence, as Darrell tried to move on with the investigating. "Do you want me to cheek those out?" Darrell asked as he reached down to a piece of paper he knew, his partner had been jotting down suspected victims, and targets of their culprit.

But Andy wasn't listening he was to shocked to listen, as he feel back deeper into his chair, it began to sink in. he had let him go, had let him slip back; let him get away with it again. He had missed his chance, missed him.

"Truedo?" called Darrell's voice called once again, making Andy look up, "well?" he asked worried about his partner's shock.

"Nah its okay…." Andy stood up, "I'll do it." and then reached for the paper, but just as it came to his grasp he found it was being taken, and lifted from Morris's in someone else's grasp.

In annoyance he went to moan about this, but as he watched the paper move, and moved his own eyes to where, otherwise known as the culprits face. And then there stood a even more annoyed John, "Huh?" Andy poke in confusion, unsure of what was happening.

"You," the chief began in a slightly patronising vice, "are going to have a week off…"

"But," Andy interrupted,

But was instantly brushed off, "I will let Morris here do the paperwork, and so on in preparation for your return," Andy's face dropped, "and as soon as we have a development,"

Andy sighed, he new what he was saying was for the best, he hadn't slept for days, and he wasn't able to work. So he nodded in agreement and grabbed his coat, leaving as a trail of smiles watched him.

As the two men saw Andy disappear though the door, they both departed ways, John back to his office, while Darrel recollected the list which had been dropped by John and walked to the file room.

Three hours later Darrell had finally finished, and was soon heading out over to Andy's, in his car. Next to him lay the files, a mixture of women's names, either in banks, owners of large successful business, or in any other way connected to large amounts of money.

But there was one thing that surprised the young inspector; a name had come up, several times. Once when he had searched for local businesswomen, and another time when he had looked up a particular name Andy had scribbled down. P. Halliwell, but then when he looked closer there was more than one, there was 5 in just the city, five P. Halliwell and it seemed they where all related.

An so after much annoyance Darrell as though a feeling inside had pointed him to it, he had checked on each and had brought Andy the files like the others with him now.

A.N okay I'm sorry about the whole no Piper thing yet, Leo is definitely in the next chapter, and then Piper will be in the one after that, so please keep reading. Also yes Andy and Prue are going to be a item in this, although it wont be as centred on as Piper and Leo.

Also if you want Paige to be in the Fic, can you review and say so before I right the 5th chapter thanks.

Well please review this, and a gain I'm sorry its taking so long to get to Piper and Leo, but I'm trying to set the scene a bit. An in the next chapter we will see a bit more of Leo's past and his family.