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Chapter 18

Mickey's car skidded to a halt outside of Sunhill police station. He grabbed the keys and clambered out as fast as possible, ignoring the traffic warden's cries of,

"You're not allowed to park here" and headed inside. The young woman at the reception looked up, startled by his hasty entrance.

"Can I help you sir?" She asked.

"Is DC Zain Nadir here?" he asked, every other copper's name completely blanking his mind.

"I'll call him." She picked up the phone by the desk, still eyeing him warily. Mickey listened to her side of the conversation,

"Zain, there's a man here to see you…. Yes I know, but…" she broke off, rolling her eyes at Mickey, "He wants to know who you are. DC Nadir doesn't often grace us with his presence down here, unless it's something important."

"Mickey Stone." He replied, with a reassuring smile. She repeated the name to the impatient copper on the other end, and rolled her eyes again as she put down the phone,

"He just hung up on me, without even saying thanks. That man is impossible."

"I know the type." Mickey agreed; glad that he'd caught them before they'd left. A few moments later, Zain arrived in the reception area. He spotted Mickey within seconds, and led him into one of the interview rooms without a word to the receptionist, who muttered,

"You're welcome by the way," loud enough for both Mickey and Zain to hear her.

"Ignore her, she's a temperamental cow" Zain said, slamming the door behind him.

"Okay…" Mickey said, wondering if this was normal conduct for a police station. He did try to avoid them as much of possible of course, so he was relatively in the dark on how they acted around each other. Zain must have noticed his look and explained,

"She's my sister."

"Oh." Mickey said. Suddenly their snappiness with one another all made sense.

"So you wanted to see me?" he instantly became all business again

"I just wanted to make sure you hadn't left yet."

"I'm not going anywhere." He said, looking a little confused

"Then where's Danny?" Mickey asked, wondering if his confusion was as clear as the coppers.

"Danny Blue? Haven't seen him since the hospital. Why?"

"But he said he that you were going to take down Hendon…"

"Right now all I'm doing is paperwork. If there'd been something better going, I would have done it instead."

"Well what about the other one, Phil?"

"I don't know, he went out about half an hour ago."

"Was Danny with him?" Mickey was beginning to feel desperate.

"Maybe. I don't know, why does it matter?"

"Because he's going to get himself killed."

"He'll be fine." Zain brushed it off, "But if you're that worried, I'll call Phil and ask him." Mickey nodded, and Zain took out his mobile, swiftly dialling a number. After a few moments of silence, Zain started to speak,

"Serge, it's Zain. Mickey Stone's down at the station, we need to know if Danny's with you. Call me when you get this message." He hung up, and headed towards the door,

"Leave your number with my delightful sister, I'll call you when Phil calls back." He ordered, before heading back upstairs to CID. Mickey sighed in frustration. The police were so useless. No wonder they could never catch them. He'd have to do some searching of his own.

Danny clutched the pint class in his hand, watching Phil talk to Hendon from the corner of his eye. He'd been talking to him for an awfully long time, and he was really beginning to worry that he was screwing it up. Finally, Sam's voice crackled in his ear, from the speaker they'd given him,

"He's bought it."

"Matthew, this is Rob Cameron." Phil introduced Danny under his false name. It seemed so alien to hear people refer to Hendon as Matthew. And Danny glanced up at him, expecting a wave of terror to rush through him. However, none came. This was what he did. Now he was back in control, no one could stop him.

"And?" he said, playing the annoyed, brash, impatient character that he was so used to seeing Mickey play.

"And he's interested in the pair of you reaching some sort of arrangement." Phil said. He was a good actor, no question of that, he had managed to convince Hendon to come over to him, but Danny could sense underlying currents of worry. The sooner Phil got out of there, the better.

The negotiations over the drugs were slow.. Hendon kept offering Danny amounts that were ridiculously low, and Danny was beginning to get the feeling that Hendon was testing him, seeing if he really was a dealer, out for money. Danny knew there was no chance he was going to be allowed to keep any money that Hendon did eventually hand over, and thus had no interest whatsoever in the final amount, as long as it was believable. Eventually, they reached a deal, and Danny handed him the drugs in an envelope, pocketing the cash he was handed, and headed towards the door at a brisk pace, knowing he had to get out of there as fast as possible.

He had no sooner reached the doorway, when a few cops appeared from no where, arresting Hendon. Hendon called out to Danny, saying he would find him and that he would hurt everyone he cared about. Danny stood still, unsure what to do.

"Go outside Danny." Phil shouted, attempting to bring Hendon under control.

"Danny?" Hendon instantly said, "Danny Blue? Didn't you learn your lesson after your little girlfriend was involved in that dreadful… accident." Danny, started to move back towards Hendon, his rage blinding him, when someone caught his arm.

"Let's go outside." Sam said, pulling him towards the door,

Once outside, Danny felt his anger subside considerably as he got away from the hot and tense atmosphere of the pub.

"What now?" he asked shortly

"We'll stop him getting his phone call. He can't hurt you if no one knows that you set him up."

"Okay. Do I need to give a statement?" He asked, wondering how this would work

"We should have enough to charge him without your help, but I'll call you if we don't."

"Personally, I'll be glad if I never have to see you again." Danny said, both jokingly, and honestly at the same time.

"We'll drop the investigation into you and your friends for now. You've helped a lot."

"Thanks." Danny said, heading in the direction of the hospital.

"Danny! The money!" she called after him

"Yeah… okay." He handed it back, completely untouched, flashed her a grin and hailed a coming taxi, directing it to take him to the hospital.

He bounded up the stairs, two at a time, and burst into Stacie's room.

"You're back!" Stacie said, the relief evident in her voice

"Yep, and the police have Hendon."

"So Mickey didn't find you?"

"No… why?"

"He went looking for you, said he'd stop you getting yourself killed. He left over two hours ago, I'm starting to get worried." Just then, the mobile in Danny's pocket began to ring again, and the caller display flashed a name Danny had hoped to never see again

"Phil Hunter"

I'm thinking there'll be one, maybe 2 more chaps to this fic. tell me what you think when you review.