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[unbreakablelion]

Who: Gene, Open
When: Night
Where: CID Office, Fenchurch East
What: Cleaning up Jimbo’s mess
Warnings: Gene has an obsession with swearing

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[bolliknickers]

How long Alex has stood mute in the doorway, she'll never say.

Eventually, she came in and started to pick up the pieces of the room.

[bolliknickers]

"Of course. Mi casa es su casa."

[unbreakablelion]

Oh God. Not foreign language. Not at this time of night. What was that anyway? French? Spanish? Bollinese? "I could always run you over with the Quattro instead..."

That said, Gene moved to grab his car keys and his coat. Even though it was quicker to simply walk to Luigi's there was no way he was leaving his keys on his desk, some mouthy tart might steal them and fill his car with stinking rubbish.

[bolliknickers]

"But then you wouldn't get to cuddle on my settee," Alex pointed out. She picked up her own coat and slipped it on.

[unbreakablelion]

"Gene Hunt does not cuddle!" Only, he did, and he enjoyed doing so. And he especially loved Alex's sofa - it was so big and comfy. Bloody Alex Drake turning him into a nancy boy.

He folded his coat over his arm and flicked off the lights.

[bolliknickers]

"That's a pity."

She led him out of the office, heels clicking on the floor beneath her feet.

[unbreakablelion]

Gene followed behind Alex - completely out of politeness and not so he could watch her arse, of course. "Well, I suppose the Gene Genie could make an exception, just this once."

[bolliknickers]

"I'm touched," she drawled.

[unbreakablelion]

"It can be arranged," Gene commented, waggling his eyebrows at Alex. He was already in a far better mood than he had been, and not just because of the promise of cuddles. It was just the effect Alex had on him - well, usually.

[bolliknickers]

Once they were out of the station, walking into the night air, she reached for his hand. It was a casual gesture, but a new one.

[unbreakablelion]

Gene hesitated for a moment, before reaching out to take her hand in his, offering her a small smile. It was nice. Not that he wanted to admit it, but it was.

[bolliknickers]

She walked beside him in silence, crossing the short streets to the back entrance for her flat. Her hand never left his.

[unbreakablelion]

Gene gave Alex's hand a light squeeze. "Backdoor, eh? Anyone would think you didn't want people to see us."

[bolliknickers]

"I just rather thought you weren't in the mood for people," she explained, climbing the stairs ahead of him.

[unbreakablelion]

Gene gave a nod of understanding and reached for his packet of cigarettes, lighting it and smoking it as they climbed the stairs.

He still wasn't entirely sure on the rules about smoking in the flat, so he took a few long drags and stubbed it out as they reached the door, throwing the butt out of the window.

[bolliknickers]

Alex let them both in and toed off her shoes, glad as he was to shut the door on the world. Funny, he no longer seemed to count among 'the world' that she wanted to shut out. Coats were hung up and she fetched a couple of cans of beer from the fridge, and handed him one.

"It's good to get home," she sighed.