Hello people here is chapter 2, as you will see I have now thought of a title for this story, I'm calling it 'The missing murderer' please let me know what you think via review, comment or twitter! And thank you so much for all your support so far! You keep supporting I'll keep writing - the support makes it all worth it! If I brighten only one persons day that's enough for me! Enjoy chapter 2!

Chapter 2

The pair of them returned to the office and explained their finding to Grisham, who seemed in a bad mood as normal.
"I think there's a possible chance that this was a crime of passion" stated Slade.

The chief shot him a look "elaborate?"
"Well the way the man was found, I mean he couldn't have tied and whipped himself could he? Let alone sliced and diced himself"

After some brief conversation Holly and Slade parted, he was to make some calls to the people close to the murdered man, and Holly was to chase up forensics for this case, along with a few she had been working on that had some loose ends that needed tying up.

Lunch time came and went and by the early evening Slade was losing the will to live, this wasn't how he was use to solving crimes, all this research, collecting puzzle pieces then carefully putting the chain of events together.

He didn't mind admitting that the time machine had made him lazy, before he would be handed a case in the morning and have it wrapped up by the evening.

"Earth calling Slade! What have we got?" Came the chiefs voice from beside him, he was so deep in thought he hadn't realised she had been fluttering round his desk.

"Thomas Batt, 27 years old, also know as Batty, physically fit and active for his age" began Slade tapping his pen on the desk "he is said to have had a taste for the good life, enjoyed golf, fishing, travel and exotic places, oh and of course football"

"And?" Snapped the chief impatiently.
"Well he collapsed after a match, his mates left him be at his request and the rest we are yet to find out"
"Slade are you telling me that in actual fact you have been sat here all day and you haven't really found out anything?"
Slade shrugged his shoulders before answering "in a nutshell yes"

"Slade you don't half go around the houses at times! I want this case wrapped up by tomorrow night or you will be looking for work elsewhere!" She warned him firmly.
"That's a bit harsh" he said shocked.
She faced him with folded arms "lately I don't know what's been up with you? Cases are either being left open or handed over to other people, your mind is clearly not on the job"

He couldn't really answer her back, he knew she was right, he had been lacking in enthusiasm recently, things had been hard, the crimes seemed impossible to solve and now he didn't have the help of the time machine.

Then there was these crazy feelings and urges he was getting towards Holly that seemed to be becoming a daily struggle.

"Are you listening to me Slade!" Snapped his chief.
"Eh? What? Yes, yes of course" he stuttered.
"Oh forget it Slade get home and get some sleep, I want this..."
"Wrapped up by tomorrow evening I know!" He interrupted grabbing his eccentric yellow jacket and placing it round his shoulders.

"Slade, you ready to go?" said Holly appearing from her office.
"Good timing" he replied with a smile.
They walked out of the building together in silence.
Holly unlocked the car and they both got in.
"Your not your usual self" she said in a worried tone "something wrong?"

Slade shook his head and placed his hand on hers "I'm alright, just Grisham, she was... Nothing it doesn't matter, let's go for that meal eh"
Holly reluctantly started the car and began driving, she knew there was something wrong, he had been reasonably cheerful today, but now he seemed deflated and upset.

They got to a pub just on the outskirts of town, they had recently began coming here to avoid bumping colleagues.

Before settling at their table they ordered some food and wine "so you want to know what iv found out?" Questioned Holly moving her seat closer to him.
This of course got his attention and he smiled at her "what's that then?"

"Well I spoke to the football teams coach earlier, he was very helpful, said that upon going through the victims things he found some steroids"

Slade grunted "means nothing, half of these footballers these days are probably on something to help their game"
Holly was surprised at his response.
"Bloody get paid millions to kick a ball round a field" he continued bitterly.

"He could have overdosed on the steroids, that's maybe why he fainted after the match, maybe there were other drugs present, we are going to have to wait for the toxicology report to confirm or rule out that but its a start" informed Holly taking a sip of wine.

Slade grunted and took a good mouth full of his "still doesn't explain how he ended up in the showers in the state he was in" he spat.

"Slade what the hell is wrong you?"
He took a deep breath and finished his glass of wine, after pouring himself another he told her about Grisham's threat.

She took his hand and lent in to kiss his cheek "let's go back to yours" she whispered seductively.
"But we've ordered food and.."
"Shush" she replied placing her finger over his lips and helping him to his feet, she led him out to the car and began kissing him passionately.

The drive home was silent, every now and then they would exchange glances, passion bubbling between them.

They reached Slade's flat and fell through the door kissing, touching, moving round the room knocking things over, undressing each other.

Soon they were lay naked side by side on the sofa, their clothes scattered round the room, they kissed passionately, she could feel his stiff cock pressed against her thigh "I want you Slade" she whispered pleading and hungrily in his ear.

He groaned as he pulled her leg into a bent position so she could rest it on his hip, he teased her clit with his hard throbbing love muscle, her breath on his face turned him on even more, he wanted her so much right now, but wanted to please her as much as he could.

"Ooh Slade" she moaned wiggling round trying desperately to make him enter her.
He kept teasing her until he felt the gush of her orgasm, just as she was coming he thrust his cock inside her, making her groan louder, he moved fast and deep until she had finished and then slowed down.

He was so close, his balls were tight and tingling, by the look on his face Holly could tell he was almost ready to fill her, she made him change positions so she was on top, on top and in control, she took him as close to a climax as possible and then stopped to flop down for a kiss, she then road his hard dick like she was riding a winner in the grand national.

"Ooh Holly NOW!" He groaned screwing his face up in pleasure, she got faster and they came together soaking each other in sweat and bodily juices.

An hour later they had taken a shower together and were cuddled up under a blanket on the sofa, neither could really believe what had occurred this evening, of course it had been on the cards for a while but nothing had ever happened.

He ran his hand through her hair and kissed her cheek "Holly?" He said with a smile.
She returned his smile and tilted her head "yes" she answered.
"Well I was thinking seeing as the machine is technically half mine, maybe I could use it tomorrow sometime?"

Holly narrowed her eyes "what?" She said in a raised tone "what the hell did you just say?"
"Well I did get you the crystal" he reminded her "I mean you did say it was the single most expensive part of the machine and that your father had to sell his house to afford it"

"I know what I fucking said" she yelled bolting to her feet "is that what tonight was about? You buttering me up just so you could use my machine! MY MACHINE Slade!"
"What? No, no of course not I just thought that..."

"You complete and utter sly conniving wanking spunk eating bastard!" She interrupted grabbing her clothes and getting dressed.

He jumped to his feet "Holly wait you've got it all wrong, you misunderstood what I said!" He pleaded, but it was to late, she was already fully dressed and heading for the door.
He chased her, grabbing her arm he pleaded and apologised again.

"Slade! You are the pits" she screamed in his face as well as promptly kneeing him in the bollox and then leaving.

He hit the deck like a ton of bricks "Holly!" He squeaked trying to catch his breath "I'm SO..RR...Y" ...

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