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The majority of CID members were huddled in the main entrance and talking amongst each other. Alex pushed past in an attempt to get to the open corridor.

"Ma'am? I wouldn't he went mental earlier."

"Just let me speak to him Chris." Alex gently brushed past him and headed down, her footsteps echoing away.

Gene was sat in his destroyed office. He was on the floor, leaning against the wall next to the door, a half empty bottle of whisky in his hand. He heard the familiar clicking of heels on tiles but didn't turn his head or move even a little, waiting for her to find him. It didn't take long.

Alex spotted the dirty blonde hair of her D.C.I and quickened her pace, heading inside the door and seeing him sitting on the floor. She sighed and knelt down beside him.

"What have you done Gene?" She whispered as he looked at her. During his violence against the rest of the room he'd managed to catch himself with something and a small cut had formed above his eye. It was bleeding but not much.

"Dragged me away." He mumbled bringing the bottle towards his mouth. Alex stopped him, taking it in her own. Surprisingly he didn't complain and allowed her.

"Good. But why take it out on the room?"

"I dunno Alex. I was angry. Really angry. More angry than before. I felt like I'd let you and Molly down and didn't ge' a chance for justice."

"Oh Gene." Alex sat beside him and rested her head against his shoulder, an arm slipping round him.

"They'll kick me off the force now won't they?" He asked, looking at her. She raised her head to look back.

"Not if we have anything to do with it. You've got fight left in you yet Guv and we're not letting you go just like that. You'll have to do a lot more than trash the room. It was in need of redecorating anyway." A small smile flashed on his lips before disappearing.

"I'm terrible with a pain'brush." He pointed out and a laugh escaped her.

"Chris, Ray and Shaz will do it. You can persuade them. You're the manc lion. You never know I might even help out." She smiled.

"Am I Bolls?"

"Yes." She replied with certainty, as he brushed a strand of hair from her eyes. Standing up he reached down and took her hand, pulling him up with her. Standing together, their hands still clasped his other gently laid on her waist she looked up at him.

"Thank you Alex."

"No problem Gene." They smiled together and it was unsure who leaned first, or whether it was together but the gap between them closed and their lips pressed gently together.

10 months later.

A screeching halt interrupted the silence in the empty street as the clocks chimed midnight. An exhausted Gene Hunt headed up the stairs and unlocked the door, slipping as quietly as he could into the flat.

"Your late." A tired voice told him from the sofa as the brunette stifled a yawn.

"And you should be asleep." He replied, leaning down and kissing her gently.

"I said I'd wait up."

"Molly asleep?"

"Yeah. This one isn't though. Been kicking for the past half an hour." Alex smiled, indicating the bump which had been forming on her stomach.

"Wants to meet 'is mum." Gene smiled as he took her hand and led the way to the bedroom.

"Time for sleeping Bolls." Alex suddenly laughed.

"I'm not gonna get any sleep at this rate."

"Well if there is no sleeping then…" He stopped talking, kissing into the crook of her neck.

"Molly's next door and she's sleeping. Plus it's too late. Come on Daddy bear, into bed." Alex shimmied out off her jeans changed her shirt to a comfortable top and snuggled under the duvet next to him.

"Nigh' lady B."

"Night Gene." She pressed her head against his chest and made herself comfy.

Through all the drama that may take hold in someone's life, Alex knew that with her baby, her love and her enemy behind bars nothing more could go wrong. Tomorrow would consist of the usual. Alex and Gene would argue about whether she should go to work. He'd leave without her in an effort for her to stay. Molly would leave for school, Alex would leave for work regardless to the conversation and they would spend the day catching bastards and sticking them behind bars.

The manc lion, his lioness and his pride of workers following them every step of the way.

Unbreakable.

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