For Storm, who said this fic gives her the cooties, lol!
As I rolled into the station car park with the top down and 'Driving Me Wild' blasting out at full volume, I could see a few officers gathered at the windows, up in CID I could see John and Don stood at the window, turning off the music I got out and headed up the outside stairs to the office
"Claire is that your Jag?" Don asked still glued to the window
"Yeah, nice ain't she?"
"Looks bloody gorgeous from where I'm standing" John said barely audible
Turning round I winked at John, before turning back to the window
"She's beautiful" Don was almost speechless
"Whose is the Jag in the yard?" Kerry asked as she walked in
"She's mine, wanna take a look Don?" I tossed him the keys
"The whole relief want to take a look, anyway thought you had the day off?"
"Yeah, I do, just need to get something, you put a mark on her Don and I'll kill you" I watched as most of the office disappeared outside to get a closer look at my car
"I've got to get on, have a good day, see you tomorrow"
I watched as Kerry left again, I saw down in my chair watching John as he looked out the window
"How long you had a Jaguar then?" John asked without turning round
"I've had Peaches out there about 12 years now, she was the first full restore job I did by myself, couldn't bear to part with her"
"You restore Jags?"
"I used to yeah, in my free time"
"I never knew that"
"I could restore one completely in a month at one point, there's a lot you don't know about me" I searched my drawer for the ring, slipping it on, I stood up "Anyway, does this outfit say 'Cabaret singer?'"
"It says super smart gorgeous lady as well"
"Thanks" I blushed "I've got to go, got the interview in twenty minutes"
"Where is your interview?"
"Canley Arms, why?"
"Just curious, so if you get the job, you won't be joining us down the pub, you'll be entertaining us instead"
"Not every night though I hope" I nodded "I'll see you in the pub tonight" I made my way out to the stairwell
"Good luck!" John called after me
"Out the way then guys, this lady's gotta go" I caught the keys from Don and fired her up, pulling out of the yard I roared off down the street
"You can't get any more classy than that Johnny Boy, you're well in there" Don remarked loudly
"I know, she's amazing" John replied incredulously
I arrived at the pub, nervous but prepared, the short spoken interview went well, all that was left was to show them my voice.
I had prepared three songs for them, although they had only asked for one.
Once on stage I was much more nervous, I counted myself in and sang for England to one of my favourite Bonnie Tyler tracks- Driving Me Wild.
"That's wonderful, you have a lovely voice, we'll be in touch shortly"
"Brilliant, thanks very much" I smiled, pleased with how my performance went
"Did you know you had an extra audience?"
"I did?"
"There was a short handsome ginger haired man, stood back in the shadows"
"Ah, that would be my work colleague" I left the pub ready to kill John.
I tried really hard to get the abbreviation LGHSA into this chapter couldn't quite make it fit though...lol!