Part 4

"Well - you got them told." Rebekah chuckled as she pulled another twig from his hair. "You stink of compost now though!"

"Cheers." Dan glanced back at the van with a sigh. "Least we got 'em."

"And you'll grow another few inches by the end of the shift." Rebekah joked.

"You ever thought of taking up comedy?" He quipped.

"Yeah, once. Didn't think my legs would take all the stand up though." She laughed at herself.

Dan rolled his eyes, leading her along to the van. "In, before I arrest you for battery of the ears."

"You'd do anything to get me into handcuffs." Rebekah winked, pressing her chest against him to tease.

"Is it that obvious?" Dan mock gasped, pressing his chest back against hers, before grabbing one arm, pinning it to her side as he pulled a lump of compost from his hair, flicking it down her top.

"Daaaaaaaaan!" She shrieked, and whirled round, freeing her arm she grabbed a handful and shoved it in his face.

Oi!" Dan pulled round, lifting Rebekah slightly, slinging her over his shoulder as he carried her in the direction of the van.

"Put me down Casper or I'll arrest you for assault on an Officer!" Rebekah giggled, prodding his sides. "I'll tell Mickey!"

"I'm scared." Dan said, deadpan as he opened the door, dumping Rebekah in the passenger side.

She put her hand down her top and pulled some of the compost from her cleavage before waiting until Dan got in and shoving it down the back of his collar! "Ha!"

"How pointless was that!" Dan scoffed, pulling more from his hair, flicking it at her.

"Amused me for about 3 seconds." Rebekah snorted, ducking from the bits he flicked at her. She was about to tell him about the state of his face before a loud thud sounded on the side of the van. She looked at him.

Dan looked behind them, checking on the prisoner, frowning slightly. "Stay here..." he said, getting out.

The nice white van was now splattered in green paint as it sprayed out after the tin hit it. The youths in the distance were laughing.

Rebekah had been watching in the wing mirror and she made sure the prisoner was locked up safe before getting out to go and take a look too. "..." She scanned over at the youths. "s."

"Stay with the van!" Dan yelled back, already chasing after the youths.

They ran off laughing, through an alley and down to the end. They turned a corner and went out of sight, then when Dan came down the end someone threw a tin of paint over him before making a run for it.

Dan cried out and attempted to cover his eyes, giving up the chase as he slowly and carefully returned to the van, shielding his eyes as he tried to push his hair back, completely lathered in paint.

"Dan?" Rebekah ran over to him. "My god, are you alright? What happened!" She looked amused until she saw him holding his eyes.

Dan muttered a stream of expletives, "Call the nick." He spat out some paint. "Get them to send another driver."

"Sure..." She picked up her radio. "Sierra Oscar from..." She shrieked and turned away as a purple 'paint bomb' hurtled against the van, followed by another 2 in sucession. Another red one hit her and another green hit Dan again and sprayed over her too.

"Bekah, get in the van." Dan opened the door, almost pushing her inside, glancing around for the culprit.

Rebekah got in and closed the door. "Dan - in!" She yelled, spluttering some paint out and taking her hat off. It was running down her back too and pulling on her hair, she had to take it out and the cursed as it all fell into the paint, straggling over her shoulders.

Dan jumped in the drivers side and started the van up, pulling his seatbelt on as he drove forward. "They're gonna love us, covering the van in it..."

"Never mind the ing van!" She shrieked. "We look like ing Christmas decorations!" Noting the red and green all over herself, and Dan though his was mixed with the blue. "And a prisoner to take in - oh they're gunna take the piss for weeks! Those kids could have done serious damage - our eyes..." She made a frustrated noise at her failing PR. "ARRRRGH! Stupid things! Don't suppose yours works either?" She pulled out her mobile trying her best to not get it covered in paint and called the station to get them to put out a call to all units for the youths, but it was cut breif when the prisoner started playing up. She whirled round and all but barked at him. "OI! Mr Gordon, pack it in or we'll do you for damaging Police property n'all!" She snarled.

Dan looked over, smirking at Rebekah. "Not your colour?"

"Very funny, rainbow boy." She scoffed.

"I make it look good." Dan smirked, driving for a good 10 minutes before finally stopping at the station.

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Rebekah climbed out and immediately went to get the prisoner from the back of the van, already officers coming over to survey the van and her, and laugh. She just looked at Dan and eyed him to come help her - which he needed to anyway because the man started struggling. She held one arm and gave Dan the other and they literally dragged him over to the building.

"If you can give her a call." Charlie pointed out the number to June, "She said she's available till at 4 and she'd appreciate a-" The two women glanced up as the door opened, both unable to keep straight faces. "What happened?"

"This is Mr Gordon, arrested at 2.15pm for GBH outside Eddington Park, Sarge." Rebekah said as serious as she could.

"Did he do that?" June jabbed her pen in the direction of the paint marks.

"No." Rebekah looked put out. "The van and us were a seperate incident, an attack by a gang of youths with paintbombs."

Charlie bit her lip as she watched, trying not to laugh. "...You ok?"

"I am - Dan nearly wasn't though." Rebekah let him explain about the chase.