Stevie had made her way quickly to the ladies toilets, somewhere she could hide away from Callum, she could just imagine the smirk on his face as he teased her. She lent back against the sinks and rested her head in her hands. She smiled softly to herself, she had nothing to be ashamed of so why was she so worried about the truth coming out! Her phone beeped in her pocket, she pulled it out and glanced at the screen.
From Mickey Webb Mob:
Recieved 18.17pm 17/01/2011 Pub tonight? everyone is going. 7.30. Kings Head. Mickey
Stevie smilled as she slowley typed out her reply, she had to face Callum and anyone else he had found to tell about her and Smithys secret, so alcohol might make it easier
To Mickey Mob:
Sure!See you later
As Stevie drove her car into the busy car park, she reconised a few cars, Terrys car parked in the middle of two spaces, his typical bad parking she smiled to herself. Neils car parked in the bay next to the exit, suited him perfectly so he could just slip away with Grace unnoticed and then the one she was dreading, Callums car, she knew he would be here, he always was on a friday night, along with most of the station, it was almost like a religion to them. Stevie sat in her car not quite having the courage to enter the pub, it was so unlike her, normally she was the first through the pub door after a long shift. Your acting like a child she thought to herself, she checked herself in the mirror before forcing herself out and making her way accross the car park and to the door. Once inside she saw many familiar faces, Terry, Mickey and Jo standing in front of the fruit machine, as Mickey no doubt lost more of his money. Jack, Max, Neil and Grace chatting at one table while uniform took over the next. To her surprise she couldnt see Callum, or Smithy for that matter. She raised her hand to the tables as she made her way to the bar. "Hi" She smiled as she passed the fruit machine. At the bar she ordered herself a beer, the man placed her change into her hands and she stuffed it into her jeans as she spun round to join her colleagues, at that point Callum pulled up a bar stool next to her, "Wearing more clothes than earlier DS Moss" he smirked. She looked down to the ground, unsure of anything she could say to ease her embarrasment, "Look... your secret is safe, I dont see the attraction but Im please for you" he laughed, Stevie relaxed. Looking up to Callum she smiled "Thank you, I really do..." she started before he cut her off "No need Stevie, just give me some warning next time you want some alone time" he grinned watching as Stevies eyes scanned the pub, he smirked as her eyes met his once again "He is in the beer garden" He said nodding to the back door "No funny buisness mind" he declared before returning to his seat, chatting to Rodger in the seat next to his own. Thinking better of it and not wanting to risk being caught like school kids again, Stevie decided against going outside to search for Smithy and wandered over to Mickey where he now stood alone, leaning up against the fruit machine able to keep an eye on the few empty seats between the normally uniformed officers, she assumed one of which was Smithys,
She smiled at Mickey "So how much have you lost?" she grinned. He slipped in another pound and began to talk "I put in twenty five so..." She lost all track of what Mickey was saying to her when she noticed Smithy walking through the pub a few steps behind Ben, she couldnt help but notice how gorgeous he looked, his favourite black jeans, met by a white shirt she had brought for him a few weeks ago, his hair spiked up and his hands stuffed into his pockets. He hadnt even noticed her when he sat down in his seat. Stevie found herself unable to remove her gaze from him, she noticed Callum lean foward from his seat and talk into Smithys ear, his attention darted straight to her, she grinned at him as he stood back up from his seat and made his way in her direction. "Bloody waste of money" Stevie jumped as Mickey slapped the side of the machine before walking off, he past Smithy and nodded. "I was starting to think you wernt coming Moss" Smithy declared "I was about to come and find you" She grinned up at him "Did you miss me!" she teased. Smithy just smiled, slid his arm round the side of the machine and took hold of her hand. She smilled at him contently, squeezing his hand tight as his fingers intertwined with hers. She resisted the temptation to throw herself into his arms and kiss him. "Better go make small talk" she gestured towards their colleagues. Smithy looked over and caught Callums gaze which was fixated on them, he smiled back to Stevie "Plenty of time to get you to myself later Miss Moss" he winked, before dropping her hand and leading the way back to the tables.
Banksy and max were having a heated disscussion at Max's desk. Stevie held her head at the noise and began to fill unwell, "To much to drink last night" she muttered to herself as the big CID doors swung open Terry wandered in with Jo close behind him, Since returning to unifom Jo seemed to spend more time in CID than when she was in it. She smiled as they approached her "Hungover?" Terry questioned Stevies very pale complection. She grinned at him slightly "Yeah was a late night" Jo looked at Stevie confused "You left at half ten Stevie?" Stevies eyes darted between the two detectives infront of her trying to find a response quickly. "DS Moss, DC Perkins my office please!" Stevie smiled at Neils voice rescuing her from having to lie to her friends. Inside the DI's office Stevie began to relax, all these secrets and snesking around was really taking its toll on her. "Right I have a job for you two" Neil began "A young boy tuned up at school with a hand gun!" Terry glanced between Stevie and Neil "How young Gov?" he asked. "Six Terry, we need to know where a boy of that age got a gun from" Stevie looked up at the DI "Where is he now?" she asked. "He is in the soft interview room, with his father Mr Ben Linford, uniform have been dealing, Rodger and Mel are with them" Stevie smiled at Neil as she glanced between him and Terry listening to the task, she had always liked to work with Terry, he was reliable and a genrally nice guy. "Inspector Smith is on hand, and can spare a few extra uniform if needed" Stevie could hear Neil talking but after the mention of Smithys name her mind began to wander. "Stevie... DS Moss..." Stevies concentration shot back to Neil "Gov?" "Any questions?" She shook her head "No Gov" and with that she followed Terry out of the room.
Stevie followed Terry into the soft interview room, "DC Perkins this is DS Moss, Mr Linford i presume?" Terry said as he held his hand out to the fair haired man in front of them. Mel and Rodger stood up and made there way to the sat down in front of the young boy "Hello, my name is Stevie, what is yours?" she grinned. the young lad glanced up at Terry and back down to his hands that rested in his lap. Stevie smiled "That is my friend Terry, I know he looks scary, but he is like a cuddly teddy bear really" She giggled. He looked up "Im George" he smiled. "Ok George, I hear you had something at school today that shouldnt have, can you tell me what it was?" she glanced at Terry and then back to George. "I dont want to be in trouble" george whispeared as he fidgited in his seat. "Your not sweetie, i just need to know what it was and where it came from?" she lent in "It'll be our secret" she grinned. "It was a gun, like when i play cowboys" he replyed looking at Stevie as she nodded at him "I found it in Mr Clarkes draw, we had a different teacher today, she told me to look for a pen" Stevie looked at Mr Linford then back to george. "George, is Mr Clarke your teacher?" george nodded. stevie grinned at george "Thank you" she stood up and walked towards the door Terry close behind her. Stevie and Terry made there way along the corridor to Smithys office. "Come in" he shouted after the loud knock on the door. He smiled to see Stevie enter, shortly folled by Terry "George Linford said he found the gun in the teachers draw" Terry began "Can you spare some unifom for a search of the classroom and his house?" Smithy looked at Stevie he wanted to go with her himself to do the search but he new he had a report due on the supers desk by the end of the day. "Yeah corse," he replied "Take Callum and Nate, they should be in the canteen" he smiled at Stevie as terry left, "I'll catch you up" she called after him. Smithy stood up and walked to stevie "You alright? You look a bit under the weather" he asked a concerned look on his face. "Hungover" She declared "Which Inspector Smith I am blaiming you for!" she grinned. Smithy took hold of her hands and placed a kiss on her forehead he pulled her tight into his body and hugged her. "Early night tonight" he smirked, she pulled slightly out of the hug to look up at him "You have a one track mind" She grinned.
Arriving at Mr Clarkes house Callum banged on the door. a scruffey man in his mid fortys opened the door with a cigerette in one hand a glasss of whiskey in the other. "Mr clarke?" Callum asked, all four of them had exspected someone smart and neat after all he was a teacher. the man in front of them just nodded. "Sergeant Stone, PC Roberts, DS Moss and DC Perkins" Callum introduced them "We have a warrent to search your property, my colleagues will start upstairs" he said gesturing to Stevie and Terry "Myself and PC Roberts will begin through there" he walked off through the house. Stevie had started in Mr Clarkes bedroom, it was very plain and not really many places to look she thought to herself. She lifted the mattress on the bed when she caught a glimpse of Mr Clarke coming towards her, he pushed her to the floor, and pulled something out from the bed. Stevie stared up at the gun and time stood still. "Mr Clarke put the gun down" she heard Terrys reasurring voice. The fear tore through her as Mr Clarke moved closer to her his eyes fixed on Terry. "Mr Clarke, put the gun down... you are looking at a handling charge" Stevie looked at Terry her eyes pleading with him. "You shoot her, attempted murder of a police officer,
possibly even murder, you would serve twenty five years minimum!" Mr Clarke looked at Stevie and then back to Terry, Nate and callum now behind him, Nate talking into his radio. The gun slowly slipped to the floor and relief took over Stevies body, she lept up into Terrys arms as Callum and Nate pushed Mr Clarke to the floor, she could vaguely hear the arrest in the background, but she didnt dare to turn around.
Stevie found herself lent against the sinks in the ladies toilets again, she had been there a while when her phone beeped to life again
From Smithy Mob:
Recieved 17.42pm 18/01/2011 Heard what happened? Where are you Stevie? Im worried. Ring me babe xxxx
She noticed four missed calls from Smithy, she hated to think of him worrying but she just couldnt face him right now, she stuffed her phone back into her pocket and looked to the floor, guilt ran through her body as she thought of all the times he had been there in the past. She jumped as the toilet door swung open. She smiled at the reasurring face, "Hey, you ok?" Jo asked, concern written over her face as Stevie wiped away the tears from her eyes, unable to find words she just shook her head. Jo wrapped an arm around stevie shoulders "Dont worry Clarke is going down, its over and your ok" she smiled as she moved towards the toilet. Stevie let out another weap "Its not that... Im...Im..." She stopped and pulled out the long white stick from her pocket. Jo stared at her in disbelief "YOUR PREGNANT?"