A/N for those of you who know how series 3 ends, there is no way I am going there

Alex clung to her daughter. It had been so long since she had seen Molly. She ignored the obvious stares she was getting and hugged her daughter tightly. But she couldn't ignore Gene Hunt for very long. She turned around and faced him with her only daughter clinging to her waist. Sam came and stood beside them. Alex thought hard and fast. CID stared highly confused at their boss. It was admittedly quite strange to have in one day an officer back from the dead and a DI with twelve year old child that magically appeared at their front desk.

Gene was in shock. Alex had always talked about her daughter as if she was a long way away, but Gene hadn't ever believed her his own words came back to him as he watched Alex's joy and shock at the appearance of the girl. "You know it's just struck me how truly cold you are, Drake. You told me once you had a daughter. You don't phone her. You never talk about her. You never try and see her." He winced at the memory.

"Guv, meet my daughter Molly. Mols this is Gene Hunt." Gene tried to smile at the girl. But his memories plagued him of how distraught Alex had seemed to be when he had accused her of lying to him. Alex looked overjoyed, although her eyes glistened with fresh tears. Seeing this almost broke Gene's heart. She looked so happy and he hadn't helped to make her smile like that. He had always tried to make her happy even in ways that most people wouldn't call helping. But this time he hadn't done anything. He had known that he said stuff that would hurt right before Operation Rose but, now he realised just how deep he had cut her.

And yet there was that emotion again. Jealousy as he watched Sam put an arm around Alex's shoulder and smiled affectionately at her daughter. The girl knew Sam and knew the names of half the people in the station. The fact that Alex's daughter knew Sam kind of disturbed him. Hadn't he known Alex for three years? Hadn't he deserved to meet her daughter at some point? Yet Sam who had never worked with Alex and had been affectively dead for almost four years knew her. Gene Hunt was for once speechless. As was the usually gossipy CID. No-one was saying anything and mouths hung open everywhere.

Shaz was the first to recover her ability to speak. She walked up to Alex and her daughter who regarded her with wide, intelligent eyes. "I'm Shaz" She introduced herself and shook the girls offered hand.

"Molly," The girl said. CID's mouths closed and then opened again in attempts to introduce themselves. Alex and Shaz exchanged glances and rolled their eyes together.

Alex took over the introductions pointing out the people to her daughter who waved at everyone. Shaz was rather tempted to laugh. These people who dealt with all kinds of criminals on a daily basis had little to no idea of how to talk to a child.

Sam watched the introductions smiling; he then glanced over at Gene. He hadn't moved from the doorway and as Sam walked over to him seemed to be deep in thought. "We need to talk." Sam said in a low and slightly dangerous voice. Gene nodded and walked into his office Sam following him silently.

This didn't go unnoticed by Alex who was too overjoyed with the sudden appearance of her daughter to be too concerned. But she did catch a glance of Gene's face. It seemed darker than usual. This worried Alex somewhat, and she resolved herself to talk to him later and try to explain the situation.

"Mum?" Molly's voice quickly brought Alex out of her thoughts. She looked at her daughter. Molly didn't appear scared or overly confused she just looked curious. Alex then noticed something else she had been concentrating on Molly's face remembering what colour eyes her daughter had, the way she smiled and the way she cocked her head to one side. Her jaw dropped as she took in her daughter's attire.

"What are you wearing?" Alex demanded.

"I don't know I woke up in these clothes. Where are we?"

"CID you know that" She tried to sound convincing knowing that the police officers around them were listening and not doing a very good of covering up that face.

"But this isn't your team. This is Chris and Ray!" The two in question dropped the facade of not listening and looked up at the girl in interest. "Where are we?" The girl cried.

"1983!" Alex answered trying to keep her voice low. Molly's eyes widened.

"Really?" Her daughter asked there was a kind of hopefulness in her voice that made Alex want to laugh.

"Yes, we are in 1983 with Gene Hunt, Ray Carling, Chris Skelton and Sam Tyler."

"How is Sam alive?" Molly asked.

"Later, maybe Sam should tell you that." Alex glanced around the office and took in the closed blinds on Gene's office. She was going to have a talk with him later and it probably shouldn't be heard by her daughter. "Shaz?" The woman in question looked up.

"M'am?"

"Tell the Guv that I'm going home early. I need to catch up with my daughter" She gave Molly an affectionate squeeze on the shoulder. "We'll see you all at Luigi's later."

"Where are we going?" Molly asked as they went outside.

"We are getting you something more dignified to wear. Then we're going back to my flat and I'll try and explain what's going on."Alex told her only child.

Meanwhile in Gene's Office

"What did you just say?" Sam demanded.

Gene tried and failed to take a calming breath. When that failed he reached for the scotch. "So when were you going to tell us? Tell Annie? That you have a daughter with Alex?"

A/N Well you can kind of see where Gene got the idea. Don't worry. Sam is not Molly's father but he might not tell Gene that yet! I'll update soon. I'm sorry it took me so long. The next chapter will be up in a week.