Post by Chris Skeleton on Sept 19, 2007 17:39:17 GMT
i thought i'd post this even though its not finished cause i write slowwww, cause im crapppy, like this fic.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chris yawned loudly as he franticly stuffed papers into a folder. He wondered why his boss was so desperate for the report. The last time he checked his watch he was about an hour late, that was another thing why couldn’t he just hand his report in when he left. Mentally shrugging and putting it down to his boss’s ‘new policing’ Chris tried to neaten the papers a little, and went to deliver the file to his DI.
Sam was lost in Gene’s kiss, or he was till he heard a sharp intake of breath and the sound of paper fluttering to the floor. Chris stood there in shock after witnessing his boss and the guv…
Crack
Chris’s train of thought was suddenly broken by an angry gene hunt slamming his hand into Chris’s face. What came next was Gene spouting swear words, Chris wondered just who they where directed that. Gene managed to land another punch before Sam managed to calm him down.
Sam looked over at Chris and felt sorry for the man. His face was defiantly pale highlighting the blood pouring from his nose. He looked well and truly shook up, though just for a moment he though he saw a look of hurt flitter across his features.
Unfortunately for Chris Sam wasn’t able to stop Gene from pinning the young man up against the wall.
“Listen to me you dozy shit, I plan on keeping my job so if you utter one word of what you saw here, I’ll beat you within an inch of your life and lock you up with some of the scum that make me look like a bloody pansy, understood.”
Chris hastily nodded, squirmed out of Gene’s hold and scurried out of the office.
Sam sighed, “You didn’t have to threaten him Guv”
“Oh don’t give me the holier-than-thou act you wanted me to shut him up too, other wise you would have bloody stopped me” Gene snapped back at Sam, his temper frayed at the treat of being found out emerged.
* Next day at the office comes next because gene was so pissed that Sam didn’t get any action that night, poor Sam. *
The next day the atmosphere in CID was unmistakably sour. Sam could see Gene’s eyes stonily flowing Chris. Sam was worried Gene might do if he got him cornered in a room. This was made even more likely as Ray had noticed that Chris’s had barely uttered a word and had sat fidgeting nervously. Ray had asked Chris what was wrong a couple of times, each one of which had ended in Chris jumping nervously and mumbling about not getting enough sleep. Sam figured that was probably true, his Gene had done the same thing to him he would find sleep hard to come by.
Finally something had come up, nothing big enough to dispel the mood, just someone coming in about a missing person.
Sam had busied himself with going about to interview him, “Chris, go get the tape recorder.”
Chris dropped the pencil he was fidgeting with and made his way out the office.
As Sam turned to make his way to lost and found he missed the dark look Gene cast in the direction Chris had left.
so um that was it ^_^", what do you think ?
Chris yawned loudly as he franticly stuffed papers into a folder. He wondered why his boss was so desperate for the report. The last time he checked his watch he was about an hour late, that was another thing why couldn’t he just hand his report in when he left. Mentally shrugging and putting it down to his boss’s ‘new policing’ Chris tried to neaten the papers a little, and went to deliver the file to his DI.
Sam was lost in Gene’s kiss, or he was till he heard a sharp intake of breath and the sound of paper fluttering to the floor. Chris stood there in shock after witnessing his boss and the guv…
Crack
Chris’s train of thought was suddenly broken by an angry gene hunt slamming his hand into Chris’s face. What came next was Gene spouting swear words, Chris wondered just who they where directed that. Gene managed to land another punch before Sam managed to calm him down.
Sam looked over at Chris and felt sorry for the man. His face was defiantly pale highlighting the blood pouring from his nose. He looked well and truly shook up, though just for a moment he though he saw a look of hurt flitter across his features.
Unfortunately for Chris Sam wasn’t able to stop Gene from pinning the young man up against the wall.
“Listen to me you dozy shit, I plan on keeping my job so if you utter one word of what you saw here, I’ll beat you within an inch of your life and lock you up with some of the scum that make me look like a bloody pansy, understood.”
Chris hastily nodded, squirmed out of Gene’s hold and scurried out of the office.
Sam sighed, “You didn’t have to threaten him Guv”
“Oh don’t give me the holier-than-thou act you wanted me to shut him up too, other wise you would have bloody stopped me” Gene snapped back at Sam, his temper frayed at the treat of being found out emerged.
* Next day at the office comes next because gene was so pissed that Sam didn’t get any action that night, poor Sam. *
The next day the atmosphere in CID was unmistakably sour. Sam could see Gene’s eyes stonily flowing Chris. Sam was worried Gene might do if he got him cornered in a room. This was made even more likely as Ray had noticed that Chris’s had barely uttered a word and had sat fidgeting nervously. Ray had asked Chris what was wrong a couple of times, each one of which had ended in Chris jumping nervously and mumbling about not getting enough sleep. Sam figured that was probably true, his Gene had done the same thing to him he would find sleep hard to come by.
Finally something had come up, nothing big enough to dispel the mood, just someone coming in about a missing person.
Sam had busied himself with going about to interview him, “Chris, go get the tape recorder.”
Chris dropped the pencil he was fidgeting with and made his way out the office.
As Sam turned to make his way to lost and found he missed the dark look Gene cast in the direction Chris had left.
so um that was it ^_^", what do you think ?