Sorry about the time taken to update ... had a bit of writers block, Enjoy :-D

Alex pulled away from Evan reluctantly, letting the memory crumble to ashes in her mind.

"You sure you're okay?" Evan asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I feel like that when I think about them, my mum and dad, at least I have you Evan, I don't know what I'd do without you ... I better go, I've got a meeting at two." Alex told him.

"Would you like me to escort you back to the station?" Evan responded only half serious.

"What, in case that attacker gets me? I know how to defend myself Evan" Alex Joked

"Ooooh" Evan replied sarcastically, and they both laughed in unison. Alex loved it when he was around. He always knew how to cheer her up, he always knew how to make her laugh and he always tried his hardest to keep her safe.

Evan placed an arm around Alex's waist supportively and they walked together like a family. A father and daughter. There was a bond between them, a bond only families could have.

Alex arrived back at the station and found her way through the maze of corridors, with huge glass plated windows showing the views across the whole of London. It was more like modern business offices rather than a police station. She jogged her way up two flights of stairs and found herself on the 4th floor and the location of conference room one.

Smart suited detectives sat round a giant glass table eating biscuits and drinking tea. A projector was set up at the top of the table connected to a laptop. Alex logged on and loaded the power point she had spent all morning working on.

"Right, as you know, there has been a spate of attacks and kidnappings in the area. Some of you have been working on tracking the suspect who is known to have been in the area and is shown on CCTV near the suspected time of these attacks. Two young girls have gone missing and three have been assaulted. Now let's put ourselves in the mind of this man, he obviously hates women, its all about control and power. He is motivated by revenge, maybe he's had bad relationships with women in the past and by removing the women from society it's symbolic to him."

A young Detective Constable sitting at the head of the table raised her hand nervously. She had only joined the Central London team a few months ago but Alex had worked with her before, when both the Kennington and Central London teams had worked together on joint operations and raids. She was DC Jayne Baker and was tall, about 5' 7'' with a slim, curvy, figure which was displayed by her outfit, a white long sleeved shirt and a sleeveless blue jumper with smart black pants. Her shiny brown hair was feathered and layered around her face. Her eyes were like pools of melted milk chocolate and her eyebrows were thin and curved around her eyes. She smiled such a sweet, angelic smile.

"DI Drake... Is it about sex as well? Like if this man is sexually dysfunctional so he blames the women for his problems"

A few detectives sniggered.

"Good point DC Baker... now as I was saying ..."

"Erm... boss ...er... DI Drake... err ma'am, DS Jones from surveillance told me to tell you, you know that bloke you've been following, well another girls gone missing and his cars been seen on camera heading towards those warehouses by the docklands, something big is going down. You know how you were waiting for the right moment, well that moments arrived." A young WPC announced, poking her head through the door.

The detectives all looked at each other, then to their boss DCI Masen and then to Alex.

"Right, I want all units to head to the docklands, now. DC Baker you come with me in the unmarked car, everyone else, usual groups." Alex stated.

Minutes later the team assembled outside the warehouses and gathered around, leaning on the roof of the patrol car.

DCI Masen took control; he spoke with power and authority.

"Okay, DI Drake and DC Baker, you lead team A, you two will enter the warehouse first and see if it is safe for the rest of us to enter. DI Smith and I will lead team B, for backup and DS Jones and DC Marshbank lead team C, guard the exits. I don't want this operation being screwed up. Uniform, stop the press getting wind of it."

All of the detectives gathered their equipment from the boot of the cars. Alex and Jayne both clipped their police radios to their belts.

"Good luck everyone" DCI Masen shouted across the forecourt as Jayne handed Alex a shiny, metal torch.

Alex ran up to the wooden doors and forced them open with a strong, powerful kick and thrust of her body.

Jayne stood behind her and followed Alex as she entered the warehouse. Shadowing her every move.