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Friends Reunited.

Ed stared along the London Docklands as the sunshine lit up the water. He couldn't help but smile as he thought of the text message Alex had sent him. It was rare for the younger woman to rely on technology, it was Ros and Beckett that embraced such things. While Alex saw it the same way as he did, a necessary evil.

"Right." He shoved the keys to his bike in his jeans pocket and jogged towards the co ordinates Alex had sent him. He just hoped she was right.

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"You are absolutely certain about this?" Jan stared at the younger woman as Alex rolled her eyes. Jan raised an eyebrow as Alex realised she was expected to continue.

"When he was in prison Jean Daniel was able to make quite a bit of money. Not enough to buy the Frances Building but combined with the money he inherited from his brother and father's deaths." She shrugged. "He is an extremely wealthy man."

"Oh dear." Jan sat down at her desk as Alex watched her. "Any news from Ed?"

"He's at the Docklands." Alex frowned as her boss got to her feet.

"Right, well." Jan looked around the office before deciding what to do. "How do you feel about a little field work? I think Ed may be in need of some back up."

Alex smiled her first genuine smile since Adam had been killed. Jan could only hope she was doing the right thing.

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Ros ran a hand through her long dark hair as she stared at the ceiling. She had no idea how they were going to get out of the situation they found themselves in and just couldn't bring herself to share Beckett's optimism.

"Did you mean it?"

"What?" She sighed as she turned to look at her ex boyfriend.

"That at one time you thought we would get married?" He blushed furiously as he asked. Ros smiled slightly as she remembered the time when they had both been happy, until I ruined everything. God I am so stupid. Why did I finish with Nick? Why? She took a deep breath as she met his eye.

"Doesn't matter now. You have Crystal and we're probably going to die in here anyway."

"Ros."

"Yes, yes I meant it. I did think we had some sort of future. Not going to happen now." She tensed as she heard footsteps along the corridor outside the whitewashed room.

"We are going home, Ros, we are."

"See? That's one of the things I love about you." The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. "Your sense of misguided optimism."

Beckett grinned like the cat that had got the cream as he stepped in front of her, determined to face whoever or whatever was on the otherside of the door.

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A/N Just a short update. Please review. I will finish this. :D