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Flowers

Alesha parked the car a few doors down from her flat. She rarely drove in London due to the sheer volume of traffic but sometimes she had no other choice. She glanced across at Matt who had fallen asleep on the way home from the hospital, she was just pleased the rain had stopped.

"Matt" She almost whispered. She didn't really want to wake him but she knew they couldn't sit in the car all day.

"Matt"

"Five minutes Mum" He muttered as Alesha rolled her eyes. She thought he was joking but then he seemed to be asleep.

"Come on" She rested her hand on his arm as she spoke. His eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes.

"Lesh" He smiled shyly. "Sorry"

"It's ok. We're here" She smiled as he clicked off his seat belt.

"Are you sure about this? I don't want to be in the way. We've not been together long" Matt touched her face so she had to turn to him. She smiled as he ran his thumb over her cheek.

"You are not in the way. I want you here. You know that. As long as you need to be" She couldn't help but let her gaze fall to his lips as he closed the gap and kissed her. Pulling away she blushed, aware that her neighbours would be very interesting in the young woman from the basement flat kissing the good looking boy in her car. She smirked as she pulled away.

"Come on, lets get you inside" She blushed as Matt smirked.

"Best suggestion you've had all day Lesh" She laughed at his cheek as she got out of the small car.

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James Steel walked through the corridors of the police station as he thought about why Natalie had wanted to see him so urgently. He was glad to hear Matt was out of hospital and didn't mind covering for Alesha while she collected him from the hospital. He was worried about the four detectives; they had all taken the case very personally. What do you expect? he thought They put him in prison six months ago, Natalie originally arrested him ten years ago and now he's threatened each and every one of us and nearly killed Matt. Of course they are taking it to heart, even I am. He looked up as Natalie walked around the corridor.

"Hello James"

"Natalie" He smiled slightly.

"My office?"

She had already turned around and headed back to the CID room before James could argue. He could tell his friend was annoyed. There was something she hadn't said. He knew it.

"Natalie, are you alright?""As alright as I can be with one of my team almost murdered and another bloody terrified. Angie has barely left the station since the pub raid. As alright as I can be when I hear that Donovan's brief has been on to you to reduce the charges. I mean come on James. Play the game. He hid the man that shot Matt. Matt was on life support and that scum bag thinks he can get the charges reduced" She was walking and talking quickly.

James sighed as two uniformed officers passed him. He had no idea that Angie had been so badly affected or that Natalie had been as worried as she was.

"Not reducing the charges. They can ask for deals all they want. It isn't happening. Even when the Defence Council is who she is" He watched as she walked through the office door before following her.

"Who is it? I haven't been given a name. Just that it is some Irish woman"

"It's Bea"

"Beatrice McCardle? Oh that's bloody wonderful. You are going up against your ex wife. That's bloody wonderful" He noticed Natalie was shaking as she leant against her desk.

"I don't care if George and I are going up against Perry Mason. I am not agreeing to a plea bargain. Not now, not in this lifetime. You know that Natalie" He rested both hands on her shoulders. "What has happened? There's more that you are not telling me"

Natalie took a deep breath. She was livid, absolutely mortified at what she had found out seconds before James had arrived. Ronnie chose that exact moment to walk through the door to her office.

"'Ello James. Ma'am" He looked from one to the other before pushing his glasses further up his nose.

"Just 'ad a call off Matt. He got to Alesha's ok. She's on her way back to work"

"Thanks Ronnie" Natalie sighed.

"Sorry, but what am I missing here? Why is Angie out there in bits and you pair in much the same state in here?" Ronnie knew that there was something he hadn't been told. He was worried.

Natalie looked out of her office windows as she saw Angie shakily make herself a drink. She sighed. It was too much, it really was. She was getting too old.

"Twenty minutes ago I had a phone call from my Dad's care home. They received a wreath with my name on. Seeing as the old boy has got dementia they didn't want to worry him so they ran here. Someone wants me dead and is making sure I know it" Natalie folded her arms across her chest as James swore profusely.

"Natalie" James knew there was more to come.

"When you got here I was on my way to the front desk. Some sick bastard sent one here too. With Angie's name on it. I really want this case ended. Morris has friends on the outside and I personally would like to end their connection with bloody florists" She glared as Ronnie frowned.

"Ma'am, I think we should talk to Donovan again. This didn't happen when Morris was first on our caseload. This is more like him." Ronnie glanced at Angie. She really did look scared. He was just angry, very angry.

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Donovan sat in his cell. Being out on Licence had been going well until Morris had returned. He turned so he was laying on his back staring at the ceiling. Well, if the police wanted to put him back behind bars for something, he'd make sure it was for something a lot more substantial than helping a mate. Morris was an idiot, small time thinking he was big time. The police had easily got him sorted but now they didn't know what was going to hit them. He smiled as he thought of the reaction the flowers he had sent would have got. Well, every woman loves flowers he smirked.

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