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Tom stared at Mared as she put her phone back on the desk. One hand rested on her baby bump as she took a deep breath.

"He is evil." Lloyd stated firmly. Mared nodded once. She felt sick, her stomach churning at the thought of being in the same room as Prosser. Tom nodded as Sian swore. The blonde more determined to get justice for the dead boy than ever.

"Let me get this straight." She leant on her desk. "Prosser' nephew is downstairs. He shot Zachary Morgan with Prosser the Tosser's gun. But it was stolen, possibly by Zachary and his mates after Prosser went to prison. Now that scum bag thinks he still has one over on us. Mared, you can't meet him. You can't go to the prison."

Mared nodded.

"I've no intention of going."

Tom let out a sigh of relief. Sian smiled.

"Good. So let me meet him."

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Delyth walked up to the darkened building, she knew the old place well. Rain battered the small building, plastering her hair to her scalp as she shivered. Her green rain coat did nothing to keep her from shivering in the rainstorm that engulfed the coast. She looked across to where Lee was standing.

"No sign of life." He shrugged. She nodded in agreement.

"Seems Mrs. Prosser has legged it."

"Cant blame Er. If you were married to that piece of lying shit would you stay around? I know I wouldn't." Lee shoved his hands in his pockets. "So, why are we here Cariad? What's occurring."

"You've watched Gavin and Stacey too much. I wanted to see if she knew anything about the man giving his gun away." Delyth stepped back. "Seems she's gone for good." Lee nodded as he glared through the window.

"Yeah my luv. Nothing going on here. Maybe the robbery scared her. Doesn't she have family up in England? Dorset."

"Devon." She corrected him as they turned to walk back to the car. Lee smirked.

"So, anyway. I have a date. Friday. Constable Lovely Bum."

"Dave?" Delyth laughed. "Really?"

"Yes! We are going to the pub after work on Friday. Then to Ali's in town. You and Lloyd should join us!" Lee warmed to his theme, ignoring the look on his friend's face.

"Dunno."

"Oh what's up with the misery now? You think being friends with Sian would lighten him up a bit! What's going on with you two?"

Delyth shrugged. "I'm only drafted in to cover Mared's maternity leave. I dunno."

"I was talking about outside of work."

"Get in the car." Delyth snapped as she unlocked the small Kia. "Behave."

"Me Luv? Never! Cmon tell Aunty Lee."

"I said I love you and he didn't say anything." She got into the car as Lee swore. He knew Lloyd well enough to know that his shock at Delyth's revelation would have silenced him. He also knew the Drug's Squad officer would assume his silence meant the worse.

"He's an idiot." Lee declared as he got in the passenger seat. "Back to the station?" She nodded as she started the engine.

Xxxxxxx

"Are you serious?" Mared looked at Sian as the blonde shrugged. Both men in the room were incredulous. Neither wanted any of the team to meet him.

"Yeah. I'll take Del with me. She's about the same dap as you."

"But clearly not pregnant, unless Lloyd isn't telling us something." Tom raised an eyebrow as the farmer's son turned an unhealthy shade of red. Mared took pity on him; shooting Tom a warning look.

"It may be the only way to get information from him. To play him at his own game." Sian stated firmly. "It might be the break in the case we need."

Tom sighed heavily. Mared winced, sitting down she felt a wave of pain wash over her. Lloyd looked at her as the colour drained from her face.

"DI Rhys? Mared."

"I." She winced. "Braxton hicks. I'm ok." She smiled slightly as Tom frowned. "Get a visiting order in my name. Sian, can you do that? He has to think it's me until it's too late."

Sian nodded as she ushered Lloyd out of the room. Tom crouched next to her as another wave of pain overwhelmed her.

"Mared?"

"It's too early."

"Mared." Tom touched her hand.

"I think we should go to the hospital." She looked at him. "The baby."

"Oh God." Tom grabbed her jacket, placing it over her shoulder. "I."

"Tom, I think I'm in labour so can you stop flapping and get me to the maternity ward please?" She got to her feet as he nodded. The man had faced the worst of humanity- had stared down the barrel of a gun and not flinched but when it came to her things were different. He ushered her out of the office hoping that everything would be ok.

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