Alex downed the rest of the wine, as she presses her lips together and pushes herself up off the bar stool, swaying her hips as she goes over to Shaz her hand on Sharon's shoulder. She knew Gene watched when she swayed her hips, and Ray often took a glance too she emphasised the swaying a lot more than she does at C.I.D.

" Shaz can I have a word?" Alex smiles as she takes her to one side, from Gene's point of view Alex and Shaz were laughing and chatting away and the conversation never felt awkward like it did when he spoke to Shaz.

" Chris, how can she be your misses if you don't even know 'er favourite colour." Ray asks him, his eyes becoming bigger as he watches Chris shuffle on the floor swaying slightly.

" Ray, when you 'av a girl there's only two things you want from them. A good ol' meal and a whore in the bedroom." Gene smiles smugly as he looks at Alex, Ray smirking too before sipping on his pint.

Alex pats Shaz's shoulder excusing herself from the conversation as Shaz talked to Viv, Alex walks over to Gene,Ray and Chris her hands in her jean pockets as she grins at them. " So what sizes are you then, for me to get your costumes?" She smirks, as Gene blinks at her, standing up in front of her.

" So what is her favourite colour then?" Gene asks already knowing that Alex had won this bet.

" Blue." Alex says, taking a fresh bottle of wine in her hands. " Blue like the night sky, it's when she feels most at peace, now if you don't mind I'm off to drink the night away with some light reading." Alex says walking past the boys, waving at Luigi who waved back before dealing with some drunk police officers.

Gene watched Alex, the way she moved her hips as she walked out of the pub, he wanted to follow her, he wanted to kiss her and show her he wasn't always the arrogant asshole she made out he was.

Alex sits on her sofa reading through some of the files from the case that Shaz had gave her, a glass of red wine in her hand, trying to pinpoint the motives, closing her eyes to imagine the scene in her head.

' " I can't do this anymore, Me and Lily need stability. You told us you would change, we waited a year for you and you come back from prison the exact same. I can't allow Lily to grow up in this environment." Mary-Ann shouts as Michael hits her cheek, causing her mascara to run down her pale face, her eyes already puffy from crying her blonde hair falling out of it's curl. Mary-Ann quickly stumbling out of the room, crying out for Lily who comes over, picking her up in her arms. Michael follows behind, holding the letter up in his hands. " You were planning on leaving me for George, My mate George. You said you waited for me in prison but your nothin' but a whore." Michael shouts causing Lily to cry, " Micheal stop it you're making Lily cry." Mary-Ann cries stroking her daughters back.

" She ain't even mine is she." His eyes burn into Mary-Ann's then Lily's, as Mary leaves the room quickly standing on the landing near the bannister. "

"Drake? Drake!" Gene shouts, not hearing a response as he kicks down the door, that door was forever being changed, Alex was lay on the floor collapsed the files all around her and the rest of the wine from her glass spilled. " Bolly." He murmurs, wishing he hadn't drank now. He only came in to say night to her, and here she was passed out. Gene raced to her side, putting her head in his lap as he strokes her hair and forehead, moving her back down to the ground he places his ear on her chest, not hearing a beat he moves his lips inches above her, as he starts pressing down on her resuscitating her. Alex gasps waking up, seeing how close his lips were to her's bringing her arms up loosely and pushing him away, slowly catching her breath as she sits up leaning her back on the sofa. " I was just reading the notes and drinking." She mumbles, as she turns her head, to Gene sat next to her his knees in the air and his hand' resting on them.

" Why did you come to see me, you don't normally." Alex asks, questioning his motives for once, slowly she stands up getting two glasses and pouring whiskey in both quickly downing her's as she puts her hands flat on the desk.

Gene looked around at all the files on the floor as he picks one up, reading about Mary-Ann as Alex walks in passing him one, as she steps over him knowing he was probably getting an eyeful. " Gene it says here that Lily had bruises right?" Alex watched Gene nod, as she shows him a photo of her bruises. " On her back, there are two different coloured bruises. Showing some of these were older, I'd say two weeks older. However Michael was not allowed in the house two weeks ago because Mary-Ann's diary said she was off to see her mother. I don't believe she was being abused, I think she had some sort of illness causing her to bruise like leukemia."

"Luk- what." Gene asks raising his eyes slightly.

Alex rolls her eyes as she puts the flies down. " Leukemia, it's a sort of cancer in blood cells. Some cells fail to mature properly." Alex explains simply as she stands up, " I'm going down the station. I need to make a report before we go looking for Michael." Alex starts to pick the files up, being stopped by Gene who had also stood up.

" Bolly, Don't you ever' give yourself a break?" He asks, not waiting for her to respond only moving a hand over her lips. " Look I know you like the sound of yer own voice, but wait until morning. You were just passed out. Give yourself a day off it you wish."

Alex slaps his hand away stepping closer to him, " Guv, I am fine. I need to do this. Maybe this is my way home to help this child." Alex says full of hope but knew she'd wake up to live another day there.

"You keep saying about going' home, but maybe this is your home now."