you and me - number three

[dci_gene_hunt]

[Gene knows that he can't take his drink since he got to Paradisa - but that doesn't stop him wanting one. Not at all, not even slightly. Waking up with Donna in Peter Carlisle's body hasn't helped much either. Even the thought that he might have accidentally touched 'it' in the night, is sending the poor man insane nearly. And that's without

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[disamtyler]

Maybe you should do that more often. [/sarcasm]

So go on, enlighten me about this dream.

[dci_gene_hunt]

[dryly] You should do stand-up Tyler. You'd go down a bomb. [eyeroll]

S'probably the castle playing silly buggers let's fuck with Gene's 'ead. 1981. Tell you what though, I 'ad an amazin' car.

[disamtyler]

Better than the Cortina?

[a pause]

Wait, 1981?

[dci_gene_hunt]

Audi Quattro [a pause as he realises quite how much detail the dream had - it's like he actually lived it] Turbo charged, four wheel drive, the business.

I was working at the Met an' all, transferred down after... [sh-- no need to mention that], after I got divorced.

[flashknickers]

Are you all right, Sir?

[dci_gene_hunt]

Cartwright, about time you showed your face. 'Ow you finding this bloody hell hole?

[flashknickers]

Confusing, mostly.

[dci_gene_hunt]

Confusing? There's the bloody understatement of the century. Still, must be even worse for you Annie luv.

[queendramabitch]

[rather amused]

It's not very manly, not being able to hold your liquor, is it?

[dci_gene_hunt]

Good job I make up for it in lots of other departments then, Lucy Lastic.

[queendramabitch]

[still amused, though she's becoming curious as to where exactly the "Lastic" comes from]

Oh, really.

[dci_gene_hunt]

[well it just goes with Lucy dunnit - say it out loud Luc-ee-lastic - nothing to do with the fact he gives most birds knickers related nicknames]

Wouldn't you like to know luv.