Zain walked into the station and went up the stairs to CID. He stood talking to Jo for a few minutes before Samantha came out.
"Hello" she said, grabbing a file on Jo's desk and scanning through it. She looked so cute when she was concentrating, she always nibbled on her lower lip. She took the file back to her office, he followed her.
"So we're still going ahead with this undercover job?" She asked.
"I think so!" He replied.
"And you're sure you're ok to continue undercover? Because if you change your mind then we can find someone else. I don't want to pressure you into this!"
"I'm sure. Thanks for the concern!" She smiled. He melted. He was doing ok up until that point where he glanced at her desk and had visions of them kissing and files flying everywhere. He looked out of the window, hoping something would distract him.
"Ok well I think you should move in as soon as possible, you've already gained their trust. But you know that already!" She smiled again.
Again the sun filtered in through the windows, it was almost blinding and made the room seem extremely warm. Sam slipped her jacket off. She wore a sleeveless black top. Zain thought that it looked really nice against her creamy skin. she stood up and moved closer towards him. She showed him the file that she had, there were pictures of the suspects. She was talking but he really couldn't concentrate, she sat ont he edge of the desk. She was sat so close that he could smell her. She smelt of expensive perfume with a faint smell of jasmine.
He tried to listen to her words but all he heard were random words 'operation', 'suspects' and 'dangerous'. He looked at her, but was distracted by her low cut top. He couldn't help but stare but stopped when she caught him looking. He moved his gaze to a fading bruise on her arm.
"Where did you get that bruise?" He interrupted. She looked at her arm, rubbing it as if she thought that it would magically disappear.
"I probably walked into something, I'm always doing that!" She smiled unconvincingly. He looked at her, she knew that he didn't believe her. He said nothing more though, she continued.
Wild thoughts went through his head. He didn't know what to think. Had she been telling the truth? No, she was so unconvincing, she didn't even believe it herself. Zain thought that he knew exactly where she got it from and he was sure that there would be other bruises marking her, proving who she belonged to.
"So we're gonna start this today then?" She continued. Zain wasn't listening. "Zain?"
"Sorry. What did you say?"
"We're ready to start this today, right?"
"Yeah, course, sorry! ... I'd better go get ready then!" He said awkwardly. She smiled faintly, what he said had obviously gotten to her.
Zain left the room. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it for a moment. He had just made things a whole lot worse. He sat down opposite Jo who was on the phone.
"What did you do to Sam? She's in tears in there!" Gary smirked.
"What?"
"She's crying but she tried to hide it when I went in. But she couldn't hide it from the Gaz Meister!" He said proudly.
"Well done Gary!" Jo smirked, putting the phone down.
"Ok everyone!" Jack announced "Today we will be raiding the warehouses of our sex traffickers. DS Nadir as you know is undercover with the group and will also need to be arrested. As far as anyone here is concerned, he is another one of their members. DS Nadir has spent monnths undercover so I want no cock ups"
Jack continued for a while longer before they all left to get ready. Zain went to get changed and left to meet with the gang. He couldn't see Samantha amongst the gaggle getting ready. He kenw he'd really blown it this time.