Disclaimer: Jo and Sam are not my property :( Gregson and Mackenzie are.
Chapter 8:
Mackenzie took back control of the situation, "You two, you filth?"
Neither Sam nor Jo responded.
"Answer me. Are you coppers?"
The two women nodded in unison.
"And you're shagging, right?"
Sam and Jo both blushed at this question.
"Answer me, are you together?"
Again, they both nodded, not daring to speak.
"So, you're investigating us, right? Why?" after once again receiving no response he lost his temper and ended up shouting at the frightened women, "Why?"
Shaken, Sam replied. "Business with the Indonesian prostitutes you're attempting to purchase." Unsure of why he could not worked it out, considering that was the reason Sam was introduced to them.
"I know why you're investigating me, how thick do you think I am? I meant why did you know to investigate me? How did you find out?"
"You slipped up. One of the women you brought, she came to us to help her. After investigating you for a while we were sent undercover."
"Your real names, what are your real names?"
Sam remained silent.
"What are your names?"
"Nixon, Sam Nixon. Jo Masters."
"What rank are you? How much will the nick be missing you?"
"The station will miss any of their officers, regardless of ranks."
"Just answer the question."
"I'm a Detective Inspector, Jo's a Detective Constable."
"So you're her superior, well that would explain why you're doing all the talking. So, DI Nixon, what do you see in her?"
"What?" Sam asked, shocked by the question.
"What do you see in her? Why do you fancy her?"
"I don't know."
"Come on, there must be at least one thing you like about her."
"The way that she cares for people. The way that, when she's around, nothing else matters. They way that I can look into her eyes, and just, I dunno, melt. The way she makes my heart skip a beat every time I see her or hear her. I don't just fancy her, I love her, I love everything about her."
Jo was shocked at this moving speech. She should really have known that Sam loved her, she had as good as admitted it earlier, but it was different when you actually heard those three little words.
Mackenzie seemed equally as shocked at this admission. He was expecting something simple, like she has a nice smile, or something like that, not 'I love her'. Despite having thought he had misplaced his conscience many years ago, he suddenly felt a wave of guilt about his ultimate goal of this abduction, to kill the two women. He began to think about the last time he was close to someone. It had been five years ago and a Russian gangster he fell out with murdered the woman he loved, the man had killed her as revenge, in an attempt to hurt him. He felt a pang of guilt at the fact he planned to kill these two women. One who had just admitted she loved the other, and the other, well the expression now on her face told him all he needed to know, she felt exactly the same way. He couldn't bear seeing the pleading expressions on the women's faces any longer, he exited the room, only to hear the footsteps of Gregson, he must be confused at his bosses' sudden change of heart.
"What just happened in there?"
"Nothing. I just… I dunno about this, I don't think we're doing the right thing."
"You think we should let them go?"
Mackenzie paused for a moment before composing himself. "No, no we can't, they'll just go straight to their superior and then we'll be in the shit."
"Well what if we make them promise they won't tell anyone if we let them go. Then we get off with no charge and no mark on our conscience either."
"What you seriously believe they won't tell anyone? They're cops, of course they will."
"So what do we do?"
"I dunno, do I? We're gonna have to think of something, quickly."
The blonde turned to face Jo. "Hear that? They're gonna let us go."
Jo finally allowed herself to smile, she had been contemplating whether what she was hearing was actually being said, or just a figment of her imagination. Sam hearing it too confirmed that she had heard that.
"Sam, there's something I should probably tell you." Jo approached the subject nervously; unsure how her DI will take the news she was about to break to her.
"What is it Jo, what's wrong?" Sam sounded so concerned.
"Well, while I was in the alley, y'know, when you went to get the car, I texted Jack to ask him to send back up at 8 if I don't contact him. I'm sorry, I know I betrayed you and went against a direct order but I was worried. I'm sorry."
"Oh thank God. Jo I should be so annoyed at you for disobeying an order, but thanks to you, if we can't get ourselves out in what?" She looked at the clock, "15 minutes, which lets face it, with you on crutches is unlikely. Then someone else will come and get us out."
"So… you're not angry?"
"Of course not. I've been sitting here kicking myself that I didn't take your concerns seriously and arrange back up. I'm not gonna have a go at you for saving our lives, all we have to do is keep them talking for the next quarter of an hour." The two women ended their conversation when they heard movement outside the door, and, sure enough, in strode Mackenzie and Gregson.