The More I See You – Part 2
Mickey had stared back at Phil, a slight sneer flicking over his expression while Rebekah got a call for her and Dan on her PR and replied it. "Need to go, I'll find you at refs." She told Gary, going over to Mickey she leant over and kissed his lips, then moving past Sam she squeezed her shoulder before leaving CID.
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Charlie pulled herself out the bath, drying herself off and dressing. She sat at her dressing table, humming softly to herself as she pulled her hair into a parting, tying it off both sides in bunches. She then applied the faintest touch of makeup, before looking round for her jacket and bag, pulling her carkeys out as she left the house.
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Jo grinned and reaching into her draw casually pushed over the so called 'kiss box'. An alternative to a swear one, she tapped the top of the tin. "That's another 50p you owe it." She beamed. "We'll be able to have a right piss up on this lot soon." She shook it and waved it at him to cough up.
Mickey sighed and rolled his eyes, dipping into his pocket. "How come I'm the only one who puts into this?" he smirked, dropping the money inside.
"Cos you're the only one with a lip disorder. That being that PC Nixon's are usually stuck to yours!" Jo chuckled, putting it back in the desk. "You'll thank me when it pays a good night out!"
Mickey pouted, shaking his head, trying to hide a grin. "I can't help it if the girl can't keep her hands off me!"
Jo smiled. "It's been a while now hasn't it?"
"One year, 10 months and 21 days." Mickey grinned.
Jo's eyes widened. "You keep count?"
"You really know that?" Sam looked up, shocked herself.
Phil smirked and shook his head.
"Shurrup." Mickey scowled slightly, looking back at his computer.
"No - Mickey I'm not taking the piss! I think that's really - sweet." Jo quickly added, smiling at him.
Mickey relaxed and soon grinned once again. "What about you?" He asked, dipping his voice slightly.
Jo frowned a little and shrugged. "Couple of months or so." She said quietly.
Mickey smiled slightly, glancing back at his computer.
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Charlie parked outside the station, fiddling with the lock as she balanced a pile of paperwork in her hands, before heading inside.
"Evening Charlie." Tony smiled, writing in his notebook at the desk. "How's the tongue?" He joked.
"Tony." Charlie grinned as she dropped her stuff behind the desk. "That'd be telling." She said with a playful wink.
He leant on the desk. "Ah come on, you can tell me." He grinned. "You're practically a bloke now."
"...Thanks, Tony." Charlie raised both eyebrows. "That's not quite how it works."
"Ahhh come on, don't be prude now. We've both drank from the furry cup, we can share a heart to heart."
"You're messing my desk up." Charlie glared at him. "Move."
"What does Jo like for breakfast?" He asked finally in a brave moment and chuckled, diving out of the way of her flying arm. "Alright, alright!" He winked at her and left.
Charlie rolled her eyes, sighing sharply, before attempting to continue her work for all of 2 minutes before Dan sauntered in.
"Chaaaaaaaaz." Dan leant on the desk, fiddling with his battery, passing it over. "New one, please." he smiled, before running a quick eye over her. "Not been up to see Jo yet then?" he grinned, before blinking as Charlie snapped at him.
"Am I some sort of big joke?" She glared, slamming a charged battery on the side.
"Course not." Dan frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"
Charlie sighed and shook her head. "Been here 2 minutes." She looked up at him. "And already you and Tony have had a dig."
"OI!" Rebekah came through into the front office, tugging on Dan's arm. "Come on, we got that shout!"
"Just swapping batteries." Dan fiddled with his PR, eventually clipping it back on his belt. He glanced up and squeezed a tight smile at Charlie. "I'm sorry, yeah?"
"Don't worry bout it." Charlie sighed, glancing at Rebekah, before looking back to her work.
Andrea sauntered through with Leela, plonking some keys down on the desk. "To sign back in please." She easily squeezed a smile.
Charlie passed the book over without even looking up, Dan placing a hand on Rebekah's arm to get her to stop, waiting for the envitable flare up. Rebekah and Dan turned round to watch.
Andrea smirked and signed in the keys. "Hows Jo?" She asked a she wrote. "Smithy's fine."
Leela eyed Andrea and tried to drag her off.
"Shagged out, y'know." Charlie looked almost smug. "Do give my regards to the girl who had his tongue down her throat on Saturday won't you."
"I had a hat on, you just gave her them." Andrea smirked back, pleased with herself she pushed the book back over and made to leave with Leela.
"Were you wearing a wig too?" Charlie sounded innocent leaning on the desk. "Cos she was definatley blonde, legs up to here." she gestured with her hands. "And was actually quite pretty." she said pointedly.
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"...and then I just wanna pop round and see if they've got anything more on..." Jo held her hand up to stop Mickey saying anything after finishing putting her jacket on, hearing Andrea and Charlie's voices downstairs. She stopped at the railings and listened down.
"Jo?" Mickey blinked. "What's up?"
"Shhhhh." Jo put a finger to her lips, still listening as the conversation downstairs continued.
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"What did you just say?" Andrea turned and went to square up to Charlie. "You know, it actually amazes me that you act so jealous still. I mean, what's with that? You obviously don't want Smithy or else you wouldn't have shacked up with Jo - so why still act as if he's your property?" She smirked. "You dumped him, he's fair game. And so far - we've been having a good time. You obviously weren't that bothered if you threw him aside and suddenly got with another woman! Christ you must be fucked up in the head."
"Andrea, just leave it." Leela tried.
"Yeah you two, come on..." Rebekah stepped forward.
"No - I wanna know why she thinks she has the right to act as if Smithy's hers still, when she's supposedly moved on. What's wrong - don't tell me you're changing your mind again? You don't love Smithy." Andrea paused. "Do you?"
Charlie purposely ignored her question, tilting her head as she managed a bored expression. "I was just letting you know what you're letting yourself in for." She shrugged.
"Charlie." Dan cleared his throat. "Just leave it..."
"And as for fucked up in the head." Charlie chuckled slightly, almost sneering. "I leave that to you, sweetheart - after all - you manage that quite well bouncing between the DI and Smithy - cos believe me - there's subtle, and there's you...and you're right at the other end of the scale."
Andrea laughed. "Of for gods sake grow up Charlie, this isn't the playground. You're pathetic you know that? You say all kinds of bullshit just because you're trying to make me jealous, and everyone knows you are. I mean - god, you even brag about! How stupid can you get?" She shook her head. "You need to sort your life out lady. Because I can guarantee you, I'm not the one losing sleep at night. Well - obvious exceptions disregarded. Only I'm up at night enjoying myself, and so far Smithy's not given complaints." She leant on the counter. "Did him his favourite this morning. Full cooked - we had french toast how he likes it with the egg coating. Got to keep his strength up."
Charlie gritted her teeth, one hand balled into a fist. "You think I couldn't have him back in a flash if I wanted him?" She smirked, her tone cold. "The only reason you're here - and you started this whole thing, is cos you want to make me jealous...I couldn't give a flying ducks arse either way. I'm happy with Jo, and whatever you want to make of it - go ahead and do it. You're opinion, as hard as it is for you to believe, does not matter one iota to me - you are not what keeps me awake...so kindly take your false niceness and your gossip and stick it." She glared, moving to the other side of the desk.
"He doesn't want you back." Andrea said, deadpan. "Not after the way you treated him." She half snorted as she turned, still speaking as she walked. "And by the way - there's a box of your stuff we put away in the garage. Take it by the end of the week or it gets binned." She went through the double doors and disappeared with Leela reluctantly tailing after her.
"Charlie?" Rebekah asked, concerned.
"The way I treated him?" Charlie blinked, staring after Andrea. "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" She said more to herself than the others, swallowing hard to attempt to hide the fact she was about to burst in to tears.
Rebekah watched Charlie and sighed, knowing it was no good when she was like this. "Come on Dan, that shout." She turned to head out of the station.
"Charlie...?" Dan tried, frowning slightly as he watched her.
Charlie stared at the door which was still swinging as it had closed behind Andrea, backing towards her seat, staring across at the wall, no attempt to hide the tear as it fell from her cheek, followed by several more.
Jo wandered down the stairs and turned to look at her. Noting how she almost looked like a little girl sat there in her pigtails. "Charlie?" She asked nearing the bottom of the stairs.
"Dan, come on! I'll go without you!" Rebekah called over just as she left to get in the car.
Charlie glanced up, seeing Jo, almost throwing herself into her arms, hiding her head in Jo's neck as she cried. Dan sighed and edged towards the door with Rebekah.
Jo just stood there, sighing. "You let her wind you up too easy." She looked down at her. "You seem extremely upset - for someone who could have her ex back in a flash..."