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Chapter Two

Stevie moved over and sunk down the wall next to him, he glanced at her and the worry was clearly etched over her face "Oi.." he smiled and she forced her eyes to meet his "Dont be paniking.. we will be out in no time Stevie.. its ok". She nodded her head slightly "Im ok Smithy its fine.." she glanced at the door and then back to him "And if I am gunna be stuck with anyone I spose there are worst people and all that" he smiled "Thanks" before rising to his feet and heading over and grabbing his coffee from where she had put it on the shelf before making his way back to her, he slid down next to her and took a sip of his drink. "So.." she smiled up at him "How are you?" he laughed slightly "Im fine Moss.. how are you?". She just nodded slightly before taking a sip of her own drink. She had never felt awkward around him but sitting in this room with only the four walls and shelves full of unclaimed property for company she didnt know what to say to him, she was completly stuck for words. "How have you been since..." he paused as he smiled down at her "Devlin?". She smiled, just his name sent shivers down her spine and she hated to talk about what happened, but at least it was a conversation "Im ok.. I mean it was a while ago... I still have nightmares.." he nodded "I know all about them". She smiled accross at him "What about you... you put your deamons to bed?" she asked and he nodded slightly "Im ok.. six months is a long time.." she interupted "I ment Wallace.. not Devlin". Smithys face fell to the floor at the mention of the young mans name and she smiled "Have you dealt with Wallace's death?" she asked softly and he rose to his feet "Maybe we should try and find the rest of these items" he smiled moving over to the shelf he had left her list on. She pushed to her feet "You know.. six months ago you would of told me anything... if you had Wallace on your mind.. you would seek me out to talk it through.." he sighed turning to her "What do you want me to say Stevie... yes I still think about him.. corse I do.. and its gunna haunt me until the day I die.. but.." he turned back to the shelf "I still believe I did the right thing". She placed her hand gently to his back "I've never thought you didnt.. you saved my life". He smiled down at her "If he had hurt you.. I would never of forgiven myself..". She smiled as he stared at her, intensity in his eyes as they just couldnt drag their eyes apart. After a few moment her senses hit her and she grabbed for the list "Any idea where this laptop is?" she smiled briefly meeting his eyes which he quickly diverted. "Erm.. you could try over there" he pointed to a shelf and she headed over to it. "You know.. I wouldnt of got through it without you..." she turned back to him and he was leaning against a shelf staring at her "I dont think I ever really said thank you". She smiled "Its all part of my job". He shook his head "No.. the things you did for me.. I mean how many women will do a blokes washing eh?". She giggled slightly as she turned back to where she was searching "Thank you" he spoke softly and she turned back to him "You are very welcome Inspector Smith".

They had been searching in silence for about twenty minutes and she had succesfully found four of the many items when she was brave enough to take a quick glance at him, he was resting on a table in the far corner, she hadnt even realised he had stopped looking for the items, he was completly wrapped up in his own thoughts, and he hadnt even noticed she was staring at him. She placed her items to a small box on the floor and moved over to him "Ok?" she asked softly and he appeared to jump slightly at the sound of her voice, he met her eyes and smiled "I worry you know.. Cutler and Gatting.. they'll come after me when they get out". She pushed up onto the table next to him "That is going to be a long way off Smithy.. they will have no contacts.. and they may of reformed" he shook his head "No.. people like Cutler dont reform Stevie.. if he wants revenge.. he wont stop until he gets it.." she smiled "So what is the difference between them and Devlin coming after you?" she asked and he shook his head slightly "There aint I spose.. except Devlin didnt play with machine guns". She wrapped her arm round his shoulder and smiled "You know you did the right thing Smithy.. just forget about Darren Cutler and Bob Gatting.. they are history". He nodded slightly "You..." he smiled slightly pointing his finger at her accusingly "You teased me". She giggled "I did no such thing". He laughed "A bit of TLC eh?" he smiled and she nodded and he closed his eyes slightly transporting himself back eighteen months. "Whats hapeninng.. I mean first there was the kiss in the pub and now.. your rubbing my shoulders?". He smiled at the memory and she turned to him "What?" she asked and he smiled "Im just thinking..." she nodded "About the undercover stuff.." he continued and she smiled "And you are smiling?". He nodded "TLC... what a lame excuse" he smiled shutting his eyes once again and transporting himself back. "Its just a bit of TLC... I thought Lawerance might appreiciate it..". His eyes shot open and he smiled "Your messing with my head" she grinned at him "So thats what you are thinking about?" she smiled. He nodded before pushing to his feet and making his way towards the shelf, searching once again for the property on her list. "You know if Cutler hadnt of turned up... anything could of happened that day". She nodded, thinking back to their encounter in his undercover bedroom. "I know.." she smiled at him as he turned to face her "And I got in serious shit with Heaton over that". He turned and flashed her a grin "Really?" he asked softly and she nodded, "He said that we had to remain proffesional as he didnt want anything clouding your judgement.." he smiled "I never knew that..." she nodded "Yeah.. he was watching the cameras when you took me to the bedroom..." he smirked slightly and she grinned "According to Banksy he was far from amused". Smithy smiled turning back to the shelf he was stood at "Have you ever thought what could of been?". She stared at his back, if truth be told she had thought of nothing more but she had never found the right moment to tell him. She nodded "It crossed my mind.. but where would we be now if we had... Devlin would of got off" he turned to her "Maybe.. but I cant help wondering what if?". She laughed "And besides... I couldnt cope with washing your tighty whities all the time". He laughed and turned back to her "I dont own them anymore.." she turned a shocked look plastered on her face "You mean to tell me.. Im never going to get the chance to see Dale Smith in his pair of tighty whities, you have ruined my day now" he smiled as he briefly caught her eyes as she spun back to what she was doing. She felt him lean over her shoulder slightly "Now.. if I didnt know better DS Moss... I would think you were flirting with me?". She glanced up at him briefly over her shoulder and smiled "As if I would do a thing like that Inspector Smith..." she moved from his body, unaware quite how close he had been standing. That was until she stepped onto his foot, pressing her heel down. He pulled quickly from her and smirked "A simple no.. would of done the trick Stevie". She laughed moving towards him "Are you ok?" she asked and he nodded "Yeah just about.. but you are lucky Im not nicking you... they are a dangerous weapon". She laughed before turning back to her list, her mind taking her back to the undercover work they had done together.

She could see Cutler eyeing them intently, looking for any signs that this wasnt the real deal, that her and Smithy wernt a real item, she glanced briefly round The Bridge Bar before gripping his neck and pulling him to her, although they had shared a quick peck since they had been undercover, some even verging on a snog but this was different, she nibbled gently onto his lips, begging him to allow her entrance to his mouth, which after a few seconds he did, she felt his tounge slowly massaging hers, she opened her eyes briefly to see Cutler staring at them. She felt his hand gently touch her leg as he changed the pace of the kiss from a cheeky snog to a lust filled encounter, one like she had never felt before. She glanced at Cutler once again as he stalked from the building before she shut her eyes and let the kiss carry on, feeling his tounge exploring her mouth. Eventually she pulled from his lips, they both stared down at the ground between them until he finaly found the courage in him to meet her eyes. "What was that?" he asked. "I was just erm.. making it look believable... you know for Cutler" she lied as he turned away from her, not quite able to make his eyes meet hers. "Yeah... right" he replied. "Wasnt that what you were doing?" she asked and he nodded, glancing round the pub once again "Yeah.. just putting on a show" he paused as he stared at her "I've gotta go". She nodded watching him slide from the barstool "Caio baby" she grinned as he left her sat alone. Stevie glanced round the small cupboard, she could still here the words of Amy Winehouses song Trouble playing in her head, as clear as the day she had been sat at the bar with him. Staring at the man now in a small ball on the floor, she licked her lips briefly, in some desperate attempt to get the tingling sensation she had only ever felt with him before making her way over towards him, she stared at him as he sat in an uneasy sleep.

Another half an hour or so passed and she was having trouble keeping her eyes from him, he looked so boy like as he sat on the floor, his knees pulled up under his body and his eyes pressed tightly shut. She moved over and lent down infront of him, she rested her hands onto his knees slightly and he jumped awake under her touch "I cant be that boring" she grinned as he rubbed his eyes "Sorry" he spoke his words barely audible. She smiled "You looked so peacefull.. I had to wake you up.." she giggled to herself and he smiled "Thanks.." it was only then the two realised just how close they were sitting too each other and she smiled "So.." she glanced down "Was the Gunrunning case the worst of your life?". He smiled "Na.. it had its ups and downs.. but overall.. it was a sucess". She smiled at him "What were the ups?". He grinned as he moved closer to her "Putting dangerous criminals behind bars.. getting a ship load of guns off the streets..." he paused as he teased his knucles gently over her cheek "You". She moved into his hand as he turned it and cupped her cheek in his fingers. "I had never met anyone like you Stevie.. and to have you in my life since that case.. it made it all worth while". He lent foward, his lips barely an inch from hers, he licked over his lips quickly as he closed his eyes, at that moment the light shone to life and a loud beeping sounded the room, he pulled back from her and she bit her lip before diverting her gaze to the stone floor, he moved his hand from her face, and he couldnt be more angry that their moment had been interupted. She sighed as she pushed to her feet "Maybe these interuptions are trying to tell us something". He watched as she made her way over to the door and pulled it open, "We are free to go.." she smiled back to him as the bustle of the busy station moved freely pass the door that was tightly locked only a few moments before. He rose to his feet and smiled "Stevie.." she moved back to her list and grabbed for a few more items. "I will be back in a minute.." he smiled as she glanced over her shoulder at him "Make sure you dont nick anyting.. or I will get it in the neck from the super" he joked as he winked at her before moving from the cupboard. He made his way to the Sergeants office and pocked his head round the door "Everything ok?" he asked and Callum nodded "Yeah I think so... the power should be alright for the time being.. but with the storm the way it is.. they cant make no gaurentes"
Smithy nodded as he turned to walk through the door. "DI Mason is sending some people home... he says there is no need to have so many people in.. he was looking for DS Moss?" Callum smiled, and something in his eyes looked accusing and Smithy nodded slightly "I will tell her".

She had grabbed the remainder of the items as quickly as she could and stuffed them into her box, before running from the room, pulling the door shut before heading back down the corridor and towards the stairs leading to CID. Once in the room she jumed at the voice behind her almost immediatly "Stevie.. are you ok?" Neil began "I was starting to worry about you". She smiled "No.. Im fine Gov.. I erm.. I got stuck in the unclaimed property cupboard with Smithy... I got out when the electric came back on". He ran his eyes over her "You ok then?". She nodded and he smiled "Ok.. well Im sending a few people home.. what with the storms and weather warnings I dont think we need everyone in.. so take the rest of the day off" she smiled at him "Thank you Sir". She moved over and pushed the box under her desk before grabbing for her coat and heading from CID. She vertually ran down the steps and into reception, before pulling her collars round her neck and running to her car, climbing in she only then took a second to glance back at the station, staring at the place she classed as a second home, she flicked the engine on and the wipers, thinking back to her near encounter with the man of her dreams. She sighed as began to drive from the station. He tapped the number in and pulled the door open and sighed as he glanced round the empty cupboard. He moved over and grabbed the two empty coffee cups before walking from the room and up the stairs in the hope he would find Stevie, he dropped the two cups into the bin and smiled as he eyed her broken umbrella, he walked over to where Mickey sat at his desk "You seen Stevie mate?" he asked and Mickey glanced up "Yeah.. the DI sent her home.. he has only kept me, Max and Terry in". Smithy nodded before heading from CID, knowing that not only had their moment been ruined but she had been to ashamed to hang round for the fall out of their near kiss.