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chapter two- Awkward christmas Spirt

Inspector Smith had always had his fair share of ladies, some serious, some just meaningless flings, but none of them could quite compare to little Stevie Moss, what she lacked in height, she certanily made up for in personality, she was confident, bubbly and always the one to blame when some one had played a prank in the station, athough nothing could ever be proven. Smithy was smitten, but after waking up to an empty bed this morning he guessed she didnt feel the same, last night really was perfection to him, but she hadnt even waited around for him to wake up.

He walked his way through the bending coridors, past the briefing room, where Jo was setting the team their tasks for the day,
he noticed Nate half asleep in the back, he would pull him up on that later, when he didnt look in the same sorry state. Ben was running down the corridor heading for the briefing room, "Your late PC Gayle, care to explain?" he asked, "sorry Gov, i overslept" Ben said hoping his lame excuse would work, as his inspector was clearly later than him. "Just get into the briefing!" Smithy added before continuing down to the male locker room. He pushed on the door just at the same moment Callum pulled on it, once Smithy had steadied himself, he noticed callum smirking "Rough night Gov?" smithy glared at him "it is nice of you to join us though mate!" Callum added as he walked off in the direction of the canteen. Smithy glared at him, does that man ever do any work he thought, before pushing the door open again and walking to his locker. He pulled on his unifom, he turned and looked at his rough complection in the mirror, "one late night to many" he muttered to himself before heading to the door and towards his office. He had just plonked down in his chair when Jo came steaming in "There was a rape last night Gov, 15 year old Roxy Young, she is in the soft interview room with Grace" smithy nodded wondering why she had rushed to tell him when CID were already on the case. "DI Manson wants you to go and pick up the suspect with Stevie sir, if you are free?" smithy shudded at the thought of having to face Stevie, her teasing him about their night of passion. "Nobody else free?" smithy asked trying to look busy. " DI says he wants someone experienced from uniform on it, CID is really stretched, im on custody and stone is in court!" silently admitting defeat Smithy pulled himself to his feat and headed for the door "Of course!" he muttered "enjoy custody." So much for his plan to avoid stevie for the day, as a matter of fact he was planning on avoiding the whole of CID for the day, the young DS was well known for her chatty personality and he had no doubt he was already the hot topic upstairs.

As he pushed the big doors to CID open Smithy felt very uneasy, but as he clapped eyes on the beautiful blonde wedged up on Terry's desk laughing at something Mickey had just said to the two of them, his uneasyness left, she had such an infectious smile, he couldnt help but grin to himself even though he could well be the punch line of the jokes. Stevie spotted Smithy walking towards them and let out a awkward smile, how would he react to her disapearing act this morning, She bet he would be really angry, not even wanting to talk to her. "Morning guys" Smithy started "Moss you ready to go and pick up our rape suspect?" Stevie smilled and with that she slid off of Terrys desk and waltzed over to her own, grabbing her coat off the back of her chair and heading for the door "Come along slow coatch" she called back to Smithy. As he caught her up she looked different, shifty even, her eyes jumping from one place to the next, never looking at the tall inspector standing next to her. He glanced down at her as she began to talk "Listen about last night..." this wasnt what Smithy wanted to hear, so he interupted "Its fine you dont have to explain, I get it, It was just a drunken one night stand, we'll say it never happened" his heart breaking slightly at his own words. "Of course" she added, before rushing ahead, desperate for him not to see the hust look in her eyes.

They arrived at Sam Morris's flat to find him spark out on the front lawn, to much to drink the night before, Smithy checked his pulse as he did he startled Sam who spun over and thumped him, Smithy dragged him to his feet and barked "Assulting a police officer as well as rape now, mate!" he slapped the cuffs on his wrists and pushed him into the back of the police car, reading him his rights at the same time. After signing Sam into custody Stevie headed for CID with Smithy close behind her. Without so much as a glance in his direction stevie sighed "I'll ask Mickey to sit in on the interview with me, I think as he hit you it might be a bit awkward for you now and you need to get to the FME" Smithy stopped in the middle of the corridor "You what? It was my arrest!" he fired back at her, she turned to him, but before she could say anything he shouted at her "You feel that bad, you dont even wanna be in the same room as me?" he glared at her, she was about to argue when he cut her off again "You no what, Fine... fine, you go and do the interview with Mickey, but if you find a second when your not sick of the sight of me, let us no how you get on!" and with that he stomped off down the corridor. Stevie turned and carried on up to CID. In a way Smithy was thankfull to Stevie he had a nice relaxing day in his office athough, the paper work made it a bit worse but at least he could nurse his hangover at the same time.

A quite knock sounded through Smithys office, he glanced down at his watch 18.13, he had been doing paperwork most of the day, Knock Knock, he looked to the door "Come in!". Stevie pushed the door open, once she was inside and had caught sight of the gorgeous man infront of her, she forgot what she was doing there. "Get your man, Moss?"Smithy enquired, Stevie just looked at him puzzled, "Sam Morris, did he confess?" he continued. "Sorry Gov, yes Mickey cracked him!" Smithy smiled at the words as Stevie said them, he gestured towards the door, "Was that all DS Moss?". Stevie smilled and headed for the door. She stopped in the doorway, and closed the door before turning back to Smithy, he had his head down doing his paperwork again.
"About last night" She started, glancing around the room at the festive decorations she had put up before their kiss."I felt really bad for leaving this morning, I had a great time last night, really i did, i just didnt wanna make you feel awkward in your own home this morning!" She glanced at the mistletoe laying on his desk, she walked slowly over and picked it up, "I had last night all planned out in my head, it was ment to be perfect." she smiled. Smithy looked up from his paperwork and sighed "Im sorry i let down your perfect little dream, DS Moss!" She looked at him, completly stunned, "You didnt!last night was perfect, I wanted to take things further, but then you said its a 'drunken one night stand'" Stevie did little air quotes and pulled a face at Smithy, before looking to the ground. Without saying a word Smithy stood up and walked over and pushed his lips hard down onto Stevies, his hands slowly ruffling her hair, he pulled away slightly, and lent into her ear "Now im in the christmas Spirt" he whispeared. Pulling her back into his body he started to kiss her again, starting with her lips, moving onto her jawline and eventually down her neck. Stevie smilled, she had her man. But then again what Stevie Moss wants, Stevie Moss gets, and she definatly wanted Dale Smith.

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