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Chapter Five
Smithy had returned to his cell after talikng to Rob. Hearing the knock on the door he rose to his feet. "Tom.. you ok?" he asked as the young lad walked in. "Yeah... my cell mate he has a problem... I wondered if you could give me some advice" he smiled at Tom before resting back down onto his bed "Whats up?" he asked. Tom sat down oppisite him. "My friend is the prison gardener.. he has been storing drugs for Rob in the shed". Smithy nodded as Tom spoke "He told Rob he wanted out.. but he wont let him" smithy rested back onto the bed. "Leave it with me Tom.. I'll try and get it sorted for you" Smithy paused before leaning into Tom "Listen... I have a friend, I have called in a favour, she is gunna take a look at your case and see if you can appeal" Tom looked at him shocked "Just trust me" Smithy smiled. Tom nodded before rising to his feet and leaving the room.
"You alright?" Mickeys words startled him as he looked up from his bed "Yeah Im fine" he replied. Mickey nodded "What you doing in here.. its lunch time" Smithy nodded "I have got a meeting after lunch with Stanford.. I wanted to keep me head down before it". Mickey smiled "Any idea what its about?". Smithy shook his head "Nah... Im meeting him in the laundry room, I'll speak to you at lock up... listen can you have a word with the governour, get me a job in garden... I have information that is where Stanford keeps his drugs stored, might help with getting me in". Mickey nodded "Alright I'll see what I can do... just be carefull Smithy, meadows is already threatining to pull you out." Smithy nodded "Ok thanks".
Smithy made his way down to the laundry room, hoping that after this meeting he would be a step closer to bring Stanford down and returning to his real life. Pushing the door open he glanced around as his eyes met Robs he nodded his head slightly. Rob smiled "Shall we get this over with?" he asked. Smithy nodded "What do you want to talk about?" he asked. Rob shook his head "I dont want to talk". With that the door swung open and four men appeared, Smithy reconised all of them from the wing, but he focused on Bill. Smithy knew what was coming next. Rob moved past him "Officer Renolds sends his regards" he grinned as he walked through the door "Five minutes" he said to one of the men before pulling the door shut. Smithy knew there was no point in him fighting back, it would probably just result in a worse beating. Two of the men held him as Bills fist repeatedly swung into his stomack, he was pushed to the floor, the kicks to his back were agony as they hit the bruising that already covered him. He moved his arms around his head to protect his face as they continued to kick him. As the men began to move away Smithy sat up, he could feel tears forming in his eyes, he had beaten up many times before but this felt like a defeat he thought he was getting some where with Rob and now he was in a worst position than when this all started. He pushed himself to his feat, placing his arms accross his beaten stomack he lent against a washing machine, he was doubled over the pain was to much for him to straighten his body.
"Terry..." He turned to face Nate behind him. "Katie Stanford met a bloke for lunch" Nate handed the photo to Terry. "They looked close..." Terry nodded "Ok any idea who the man is?" he asked. Nate shook his head "No Im working on it". Stevie walked into CID and smiled around the team. "Serge how is Smithy?" Nate asked as he approached her as she plonked down on the chair at her desk. "Well.. he knew it wouldnt be easy... but he is ok". She glanced at the photo in Nates hand "Whats this?" By now Terry had appeared next to Nate. "This is katie Stanford... Rob Stanfords wife, and.." he pointed to the man in the photo "An unidentified male" Nate replied. Stevie smiled "That is John Renolds, he is senior officer, he is a nasty piece of work" Stevie smiled. Terry looked confused taking the photo from Nate "what is Stanfords wife doing with a prison officer?" Stevie shook her head. Nate smiled between the pair "I dont know... but I'll find out". Terry and Stevie glanced at each other as he left, "This could be the key to the whole investigation" Terry grinned walking back to his desk.
Mickey watced as Rob returned to the wing, with no sign of Smithy. He kept his eyes trained on the door as four men also appeared and made there way to Rob. Mickeys coppers insticnt kicked in and he made his way accross the room and towards the laundry room. He paused outside, he wasnt sure he would be able to handle what he was gunna find on the other side of the door. He pushed it open and moved towards where Smithy lent against a washing machine. "What happened?" he asked. Smithy shook his head "Nothing". Mickey nodded "Your lying". Smithy sighed "Ok... off the record?" he didnt want the operation being pulled he knew what he was doing. Mickey nodded "All right... what happened?" Smithy lifted his T-shirt to reveal the green and blue bruising that now stained his torso. Mickey sighed glancing at the bruising "Smithy if you cant handle this..." He shook his head "Im fine" he winced in pain as he pushed himself to a standing position. "Looks like it... you need to see the doctor, you could have broken ribs". Smithy shook his head "No... Im fine, I just need to get back to my cell." Mickey nodded "Ok Smithy... but this is the last time Im covering for you... anything else happens Im going to Jack". Smithy nodded before Mickey continued "Go back to the wing... I'll get you some paracetomol" Smithy nodded "Thanks Mickey". Mickey smiled holding the door open for Smithy "I wouldnt mention it too Stevie either... she is worried enough about you already". Smithy nodded.
"Serge..." Stevie lifted her head from her desk "Sleeping on the job are we?" he laughed. "PC Gayle, that is the result of doing a night shift then coming here, how can I help you?" she smiled. He grinned "Do you know where DC Perkins is?". Stevie glanced to Terrys empty desk then back to Ben "No idea... sorry" she paused smiling to Ben "Can I help?". Ben smiled. "Its about Smithy..." Stevie nodded, it was one of her favourite subjects. "The rest of uniform are asking questions... they want to know why Seargeant Masters is now Acting Inspector?". Stevie smiled "You cant tell them... speak to Terry when he comes back but other wise just say you dont know, we cant risk Smithys cover being blown". Ben nodded "Yes Serge".
Smithy layed in his bed for the rest of the day he was in too much pain to risk going anywhere and taking another beating. Mickey had come and said goodbye and locked up. Smithy couldnt wait to see Stevie, he had been looking foward to it most of the day, but how could he tell her about the attack, she would want him to report it. He knew already he had mucked up his chance with Rob but if he could just prove to him that he could trust him by not grassing on him he might stand a chance of getting into the deals. He stood from the bed wincing in pain as he moved to the mirror, pulling his top off he sighed at the bruising that covered his body, he ran his hand down his chest, the pain was one of the worst he had felt. As the door swung open he grabbed for his T-shirt but it was too late. "Jesus Smithy..." she sighed walking to him "What happened?" she asked running her hands over his bare chest, he smiled at her "I can handle it Stevie". She shook her head "Im not gunna keep letting this happen... its not fair". Smithy smiled placing his hand to her cheek "Im fine Stevie". She shook her head "Does Mickey know?" Smithy nodded "Please dont say anything Stevie... if Jack finds out, it will be over". Stevie nodded "Ok, but report it too Officer Renolds". Smithy laughed, shaking his head. She watched as he made his way to the bed and layed down. She sat down on the side of the bed and placed her hand to his chest. "Report it Smithy". Smithy smirked at her "It was Renolds who arranged it... I dont even know what his problem is with me". Stevie shook her head "He cant get away with this". Guilt was rising inside her, she had a feeling Smithy had been attacked for her, Renolds had offered it in not so many words but this was the last thing she wanted. "Im sorry Smithy" she sighed, running her hand up and down his chest. He shook his head "Its not your fault Stevie". He placed his hand to her face and rubed her cheek "Im fine stop worrying about me". Stevie moved her head down to his body, starting from his bellybutton she placed kisses along his body moving up over his chest before reaching his neck, she ran her hands through his hair as their mouths met, allowing his tounge to slip slowly into her mouth she could feel his hands starting to wander over her body, tugging at her blowse buttons. She pulled away glancing down at him, his eyes still tightly closed, she stood from the bed and his eyes shot open, he glanced up to her and she smiled at him awkwardly. "Im sorry Smithy" she sighed moving towards the door. "Stevie... please..." he began trying to push himself from the bed as she pushed the door closed by the time he had sat up she had gone and he was locked back in.
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