"Are you a police woman?" He asked glumly.

"Yes…"

"Then please arrest me", he held out his hands and she placed the cuffs over his wrists just as an exhausted Mickey returned, dragging a struggling teenager (the buyer) behind him.

"You got him!", he patted her back, "Well done, you weren't even part of this and you still did better than the leading officer."

She enjoyed the praise and once the prisoners were locked in the back of the car, Mickey and Isabella waited patiently for their superior to return. He did so a few minutes later, sweating and out of breath.

"I lost him", he thumped the top of the car, "I looked everywhere for him, down all the alleys and…there he is!"

Phil was astounded as to how they had managed to catch him and when Mickey let him know that it was, in fact, all down to Izzy and her spectacular powers of persuasion he couldn't help but laugh.

"Right let's get these guys back to the station along with the drugs…you did get them didn't you?" Mickey produced a large bag filled with cocaine.

"Excellent", he took his place in the drivers seat and read the men their rights.

"He's quite a character", Izzy giggled girlishly.

"Yeah, he's alright", Mickey decided to take the chance, "Look, DS Hunter is a good bloke, he's a good copper at the very least but he's always been a bit of a ladies man…"

"And you think you need to tell me this before I make the mistake of jumping into bed with him when he tries it on?"

"Well…yes…actually."

"Mickey, I can call you Mickey right?" He nodded, "I've dealt with men like him all my life, trust me I know how to handle them and now I'll let you in on a little secret…he aint my type."

They both laughed but quietened down quickly.

"You two coming or what?" Phil popped his head out of the window and yelled.

"Coming", Mickey made his way around the car, "Don't you want a lift?"

"Na, I'm ok. I'll walk."

"To the station? That's a bit far aint it?" Mickey was now in the passenger seat.

"I'm not going to the station…although you could drop me off at a near by chemist."

She climbed in the back along with the criminals and comforted the dealer, a Mr. Andrew, when he burst into tears at the beginning of the journey.

"You may as well just come in and process the arrest, we're going home after wards so we could drop you off at the chemists and your house", Phil now tried his powers of persuasion.

"Well…"

"Oh come on, it's hardly safe for such a lovely young lady as yourself this late at night", she smiled at Mickey in the mirror and finally agreed. At least now she could say to Smithy that she did do some work, even if he wasn't around to witness it. Once she had stopped crying that day they had carried on as normal, never mentioning it again and never making an arrest, but only because it was a slow day.

"Hey", she beamed as she escorted the prisoner in, "This is my first arrest in SunHill!"

"Well done", Mickey clapped, "One in two days…very productive, the streets will be clean and safe to walk soon enough."

"Shut it", she playfully hit his stomach.

"What are you doing here?", Smithy was the custody sergeant and evidently he wasn't expecting to see Isabella that night, least of all to see her bringing in a prisoner.

"I've just made an arrest so please, let's begin", Smithy tried to ask Mr. Andrew the routine questions but he wouldn't - or couldn't - stop crying.

"What is wrong with him?!", he was slowly running out of patience.

"He's scared. He told me this is his first time in a police station and he's frightened his wife will leave him and she'll take the children with her and he'll never see any of them again."

"Yeah well he ought to have thought of that before he…what did he do?"

"Sold drugs over the counter of his pharmacy", Phil filled him in, "Look why not start with this bloke", he gestured towards the young lad who had been buying the drugs, "He's a bit more talkative and we might get out of here tonight if you do."

Smithy agreed and so Izzy was forced to sit with a blubbering Mr. Andrew and a somewhat horny Mr. Hunter.

"So", he leaned in close, "Where is it you live?"

"I live in a cosy little place, with many rooms, with a very large comfy bed in each of them", her lips nearly touched his, "with Eva Sharpe and her family."

"Eva?" He drew back.

"Oh yes Sergeant it's all real cosy in that house."

"Izzy, when you're quite finished", Smithy interrupted.

"Coming Sarge", she smiled at Phil who now had the weeping Mr. Andrew clinging to his lapel.

"Name?"

"Mr.Andrew", he wiped his eyes.

"Empty your pockets please", he pulled out keys, some sweets and a wallet. Izzy stood, bored, near by until she was allowed to take him to a cell. Smithy opened the door for her.

"So what were you doing when you arrested this guy?" He looked towards Andrew who now was weeping into his blanket.

"I was shopping. Then Mickey came and got me and then we arrested them", she shrugged and went back to the front desk.

"Will you drive me home now?" Mickey tried to duck out, due to the paperwork but Phil wouldn't let him. Luckily enough, when he discovered they would be going by Eva's he brightened up, he could actually speak to her now.

In the car Izzy listened to but still managed to ignore Phil's passes towards her, instead she indulged Mickey's curiosity into her transfer.

"I played devils advocate for Eva. Investigated a superior officer that goes by the name of Henry Debbie, DS, he was extorting some five thousand a month from some of your reformed sinners."

"So how did he get the names?"

"Apparently he would keep a look out for anyone new moving into Barton Street's ground, he'd pay them a little visit and find out their name, whether they'd done time or not and where they used to stay. I can't really say why he only did it with criminals coming from SunHill, I guess most of them did though seeing as we are the next closest town to here. He checked up on the stories and if the reformed criminals were trying to make a new life of it, he threatened to tell their new lovers, friends and employers about their past if they didn't give him five hundred a month."

"Only five hundred?" Mickey contemplated what he would demand given that situation.

"Well, Henry may be a bastard but he's a smart bastard. He knew they wouldn't be able to afford much so he asked for a more realistic payment."

"And Eva comes into this where?"

"She was the one who got me onto him, asked me to keep an eye out, get in close and see if I could trap him or get some hard evidence. Eventually I did, got photos of him paying some of the younger ones a visit…kicked the crap out of them when they couldn't pay."

'Interesting story', Phil thought, 'Wonder how she knew Eva to begin with?'

Phil Hunter, being a man who often said what was on his mind asked, "How did you know Eva to begin with?"

"Best mates for life! I've known her since I was twelve…" She trailed off as she stared out the window. They had reached the chemists, "I'll be right back."

The nurse had paid a visit as Eva had said. She had been given a prescription for some pain killers but not much else, there was no point if she wasn't fighting the cancer. Once back in the car, Mickey and Izzy carried on with their conversation - practically blanking Phil every time he made an attempt at joining in. Even when they were outside the house and Mickey offered to walk her in Phil wouldn't allow them to go alone.

"I think I can make it from here guys", she unlocked the door.

"I want to speak to Eva, is she in?" Mickey tried to see by Izzy but she used herself and the door to block his view.

"I'm sorry no."

"Alright, just tell her I asked after her ok?" He took a few steps before Izzy called his name.

"You can call later, ok?"

"For you or for Eva?" He moved towards her again.

"For both", she seductively smiled and gave him one last look before closing the door.

"What was that?", Phil didn't seem too pleased when Mickey was in the car with him.

"What was what?"

"Oh please, like you don't know. The thing between you and Izzy, you were all over her even though I told you just this morning that I like her."

Mickey laughed, "You can't think you actually stand a chance? She's ignored you half of tonight!"

"I stand more of a chance than you."

"You think?"

"I know."

"Wanna bet?" Mickey held out his hand, thinking he would make his move and ask her out that night. Phil drew into the kerb and shook his hand.

"I accept that challenge and the looser, being you Mickey, has to make a public pass at the Super."

Mickey hesitated but answered, "Ok."

"Right, now get out of my motor. You can walk the rest of the way, I have got a wife expecting me you know."

Not wanting to disturb Eva's sleep Izzy carefully placed the medication on the bedside table and tiptoed out.

"Iz?" She whispered when she reached the door, "Forgive me."

"Get some sleep", she replied, "You need it."

Slipping into the T-Shirt she had taken to wearing at night, Izzy settled under the bedclothes to wait for the phone ringing. When it did she made a grab and it fell to the floor.

"Fuck sake", Mickey could hear her whisper as she clambered out of bed and picked up the receiver, "Hello?" She spoke in more pleasant tone this time.

"Hey, Izzy? It's Mickey…everything ok?"

"Huh? Oh right, yeah I'm fine just dropped the bloody thing on my foot. You still at the station?"

"How'd you know that? Don't tell me, you also have 'the sight'…is there no end to your talents?"

"Ha ha. Actually I heard the sirens in the background and made a guess."

"Good guess."

An awkward silence.

"You wanted to speak to Eva didn't you?", she asked in hope of moving their conversation on.

"Yeah but not only her. Look I'm not too good at doing this, especially over the phone but, well, would you like to go for a drink with me?"

Izzy smiled, "You mean, DC Webb, would I like to go on a date with you?"

"I wasn't going to call it that but if you want to then sure. So, do you wanna?"

"Mickey I'd love to."

"Great!", he sounded genuinely happy, "Now back to Eva…"

Their conversation was short but still productive, Izzy had managed to secure her first date in SunHill, put Mickey off the topic of Eva as well as what was wrong with her and had even convinced him to take her to the best place she could think of, of course this meant it was the most expensive. Mickey also felt glad to have made that call, if he got Izzy into bed the following night then Hunter would have no choice but to go through with the penalty and maybe, if Izzy failed to discover the real reason for asking her out, he could carry on seeing her.