Jess's Lost Book

Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex & Gene
Rating: PG
Word Count: 406
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :'(
Spoilers: Set after Episode 7, Series 1.

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She shouldn't be here, it's late. CID looks cruel in the dark, oddly it makes the lions den look inviting.
She has had a glass too many and can't sleep as a result of todays events.
Why did she push him away? He was helping in his own way. Beat up the man who killed your fiance.
Looking through the open door of his office, she's stuck at how beaten he looks even in sleep.
The force. Sam Tyler. Today. All of it, taking it's toll on him.

So why is she fighting this man? Why is she feeling guilty for this figment?
Because he isn't. He is not a figment of her dieing imagination.
And thats why she feels guilty. For pushing him away when he was trying to comfort himself as much as her.
He has become real to her. As real as any man in 2008. Because he is a man. A man with feelings even if he hides them behind his title.

She should not be here, in the shadows. Looking on his sleeping form. Its now or never.
'Gene'  She said moving forward so only his desk was between them 'Wake up! Gene.' She tapped his snake skinned boots with a pen.
'Drunk yourself into unconsiousnous. Right...' With one shove, she pushed Gene's legs off the table, and watchs him stummble about trying to right him self after his rude awakening.
'What the bloody hell!'  Gene scowled
'Morning sunshine'  Her sing-song-chime, gratted Gene further
'Someone better be dead!'
'Nope' She smiled, shaking her curls about and lifted her eyes to look straight into his 'Your methods might be out dated, violent, but...'
Gene's thrown deepened and his voice rose as he spoke 'You came all the way over here to pick a fight? Well if you think i'm going to just sit here while you...'
'Gene, Gene' She said trying to placid him with her hand on his forearm 'Your methods may leave a lot to be desired, but i was out of order earlier.'
'What?'
'I shouldn't have, look i get it okay? You have to be DCI Hunt for them, but you're still a man' She continued trying to ignoring the man before her who was pushing his chest out in a display of male dominace 'But i get it. You love them, your team.'
'I most certainly do not!'

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Conversations with Kim (x_Tilly_x) always border on the naughty side. Sometimes they tip over into full blown perverse, that is just how us girls roll.
Today i blame our mutual love of Keeley Hawes and her long, long legs and the ruggedly handsome Philip Glenister.
After much discussion as to how we could get to Keeley's legs, the natural conclusion was to become a nanny to her children... and as we know, the nanny always gets laid. Thank you Jude Law for proving this fact.
We did pause to consider whether this was being taken to far and that although unlikely to happen, could you get sent to prison for creeping into Keeley's and Matt's marital bed... most likely without their permission, because lets face it, someone will have something to say about it.

Are excuses if the fuzz get pulled into this fantasy situation:
1. Just say that you "had a bad dream"
2. "No offence Matt, but i was rather hoping to be sandwiched between Keeley and Philip Glenister...so my answer is...i got into the wrong bed"

This conversations took it's self on a twisted path course of.... would the man that makes my sandwiches, be able to make such a delicious combination?

"Yes, i'd like Philip Glenister and Keeley Hawes... Butter not marge...oh that looks good doesn't it?...Right, now just slip me between them...That's great!...How much do i owe you?"

A normal Egg & Mayo on white is £2.10, so i think we'd end up fairly out of pocket!

Now i am trapped with images of the two dressed as slices of bread, being buttered up by a giant knife!

Question: 'Phillip' or 'Philip'?? How does Mr Glenister spell it?
 

And of course the picture that started this whole thing. From the Keeley Hawes Blog

Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex/Gene.
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 469
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :'(
Spoilers: None.

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It's the place she goes before she closes her eyes, where she would remain till her alarm clock let out it's angry cry or an insatiable man would bang at her door rudely, to awaken her from sweet oblivion.

Her very skin feels as though it is burning, and the breeze from her window does nothing to elevate it. She tosses and turns, her curls scattered around her face. In a final sigh of frustration, she kicks her damp blanket from her altogether.

Her black silken night shirt sticks uncomfortably to her body, and as she begins to loosen the buttons free of their holding, the tips of her fingers graze gently over her breast. Her breath hitches as images flicker through her mind, of his long fingers in there place, stroking soothingly across the swell, sliding down to cup it gently. She squeezes firmly, feeling her nipples rise against her soft palm.
Her eyes flutter shut as she thinks of long callus fingers coaxing them with delightful pinches until they harden into peaks.
Greedily she sucks at her fingers, so she can imagine his tongue has taken their place, but it is not enough. She allows her hand to trace its way above her skin, leaving her tingling as it gets ever closer.

There is no hesitation as his hand slipped between her legs teasing her with feather light touches, pushing down on the swollen bundle of nerves. Her hips jerk up to meet his playful touches, only serving to encourage him farther down. The moment he meets with hot wetness, all pretence's of playing are lost and he plunges a single finger into her centre, to be greeted by her moans of eager pleasure as he presses deeper.
He drags his wet fingers leisurely among her folds and again his fingers chase circles over her, forcing more issues of approval and encouragement from her plump lips.
He pushes more fingers into her with rough abandonment as he watches her face heat with beautiful torment. She can feel herself tighten against his nimble fingers as she raises her body to met every thrust of his wrists.

In no time at all she was panting heavily. A dull ache had taken up in her hand as well as in the apex of her legs.
In almost silent whispers she repeated his name over and over, as she feels the tension in her body rise with each frantic thrust of her body, completely lost in her blissful images she tightens further still around her fingers, until her walls contract and she screams his name from deep within.

She lays still, waiting for her beating heart to take up its usual rhythm. Once the light film of sweat dried from her body, she curls herself around her pillow. Her eyes finally drooping.
Sleep finally captures her while she is surround by the scent of her own arousal, and still she dreams of the man asleep on her sofa.

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Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex/Gene.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 258
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :'(
Spoilers: Series 3. Although it more of an image prompt, so its mostly imagination.
Note: OMG the BBC 2010 trailer made me do this!!!

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She knows what she's doing. Knows that she doesn't have control over big events, but the little things she can change them, can have an input and that feels good.

The drive is silent, he doesn't know what to say beyond a gruffly voiced greeting and she isn't going to give him the satisfaction just yet. It's all planned out in her head, she's just hoping he doesn't do anything to mess it up.

When the car comes to a halt, the tension inside the Quattro is thick. Gene doesn't waist anymore time in his seat, they've been through what this operation will entail more than once today alone.
It takes him a few second to realize she isn't in motion beside him and when he looks back, it's to see she hasn't moved an inch.
When he reaches the window he stops with his hand on the black handle and allows himself a second to take in the creamy skin of her arms and shoulders.

She can feels his eyes on her body as if they burn a trail across it, and she waits patiently until his eyes rest on the top of her hat. Only then does she look from her hands and into his stormy blue eyes.

A gentle smile resting on her lips and a twinkle of something like amusement in her eye, it's the first time she's looked at him like that in a long time. And he knows somewhere in that smile she's forgiven him for everything that went before this night.


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Title: The Decision of the Flower
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex, mentions of Gene & Molly.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :(
Note: Honesty i don't where some of this rubbish spouts from.

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Plucking at the silken blooms she whispers "Real, not real, real" under her breath, allowing her prize to slip through her fingers like old tear drops.
She watches the petals collect in the breeze, scuttling across tarmac and starts on another "1982, 2008, 1982"
She tried not to think too hard about how it always falls on the wrong one.
Real. 1982
As the wind becomes harsher she decides she's not ready to face the storm, leaving the ground littered with little flowers. Alex's lunch break is over and today is another day that she can't choose between. Between her secrets.
Molly Or Gene.

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Title: What number tunnel's this?
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex, Gene, Ray and Chris
Spoilers: Opening sequence for Series 2
Rating: 12
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #333 'Police' for Writer's Choice
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :(


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"We're meant to be the police for Christ sake"
To be perfectly honest map reading never was her one of her strong points and now she was having to put up with the ranting and raving of her colleagues as they made there stumbling retreat through waist deep water, to the nearest exit.
"Haven't you heard Raymondo, police's job to wade through shit" Gene huffed flicking a frown in Alex's direction as he struck his lighter to illuminate their watery path.

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"69, 96 easy mistake to make." Alex mumbled to her empty flat as she set about clean Gene's snake skinned boots.


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Title: Kiss Me Harder
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex/Gene
Rating: PG/12 (Kissing?)
Word Count: 401
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(


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She wanted to see how far she could push him before he would snap.
If there was one thing she could do well, it was make him mad, infuriatingly so. The only problem was that he was capable of the same and it made her quickly lose sight of what her purpose was, in this silly game of out smarting each other.

Alex's eyes are burning with a barely contain emotion, that he had not seen in recent months, not since the car bomb and he's relishing in it. He loves the way the Alex he knows, shines through in a good wrestle of words.
They where close, too close. Less than an inch between their nose's and still they were shouting. Before he knows it he has stepped over some invisible line and she's forcing her hands against his chest, angrily bunching a fistful of shirt and shoving him harshly into his filing cabinet. The bang echoing around them.
A man never to allow a situation to slip out of his control, he pins her wrist's down to her side's, their eye interlocking and he is so close, can feel the heavy rise and fall of her chest, her breath coming out in puffs against his lips.
Neither of them move, they just stand there pressed against the warmth of the other, silently daring the other to be the first to act.
He realizes this maybe his only chance. There is the acknowledged chance that all he will get in return is a knee to the valuable's, but it would be worth it to feel her lips on his.
So before she has a chance to move away, he releases his hold on her wrist's and instead weaves them into her soft curls and brings his mouth down on to Alex's.
She tastes of tea and banana with a slight under play of toothpaste, her lips are soft and plump against his and he knows it will end sooner than he would like.
In her reluctance to summit to the onslaught of his tongue, like he had half hoped, she fights back with her own mouth. Biting his lips with painful abandonment, as she thrusts her own tongue into his.
When they part for oxygen, he knows his mouth will be as swollen as her's, his lip may even be split, but he still wants her to kiss him harder.


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Title: Message Without An Envelope
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes 
Pairings: Alex, Molly & Gene
Rating: PG
Word Count: 523
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(
Notes: Written in response to Prompt Challenge #322 'Postcard' on Writer's_Choice 

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- a card, often bearing a photograph, picture, etc., on one side, (picture postcard), for sending a message - (TheFreeDictionary)

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If it wasn't for her heavy breathing, anyone would think her a statue. She's trapped inside her mind listening to postcard voices from her future.
"a bullet wound to the head" .... "even if she does wake the damage is already done" .... "Molly she'll need 24 hour care, she won't have any motor or vocal functions, you don't that for her, do you?" .... " You need to say goodbye now, Molly"
Alex lent forward in her chair and pressing the back of her hand to her mouth in order to silence the sobs racking through her.
There isn't some great goal at the end of this, a connection that will send her home. She's denied it for so long and it hurts more for it, she had been clinging to that last bit of hope that she would see her daughter again.

When the team arrive to find her shaking form sitting in the dark, Gene takes her aside. "I'm staying hhh here, I'm not, my daughter, I'll never see her again" Her tears fall on to his coat and she holds onto him, like he's the only think she has left.
"Dead" Alex doesn't realize she's saying her thoughts aloud until he mutters Molly's name gently under his breath. She doesn't correct him, doesn't say 'No it's me that's dead', because it's easier to let him think that her daughters dead, he wouldn't believe her if she said Molly's was alive in 2008 and although she had Evan White she was now without her mum.

"Mummy" At the sound of her voice Alex slumps in Gene's arm, her eyes close and her face becomes deadly calm.
"Mummy, I'm sorry" Alex knows this is the last time she'll see her daughters face, so she lets her eyes roam freely, drinking in every detail and committing them to memory "They're switching your life machine off, we have minutes. Mummy i don't want you to go"
Alex held out her arms for her daughter and then shes holding her, like she's wanted to do for so many months. She buries her nose in mousy brown hair and inhales the scent of flowers and bubble gum.
She doesn't want to lose this, wants to spend forever hugging her little girl. But all too soon the minutes are up and its time for the last farewells.
"Mum" Molly's the first to pull away, but Alex retains as much contact with her as she can, gently rubbing her tears away "I lo, i love you so much"
"Oh Molls i love you too, i tired so hard to get back to you Molly, i really did" Alex pressed her lips to Molly forehead in a lingering kiss, still whispering how much she loves her, when she pulls back and opens her eyes it's to find she has gone and Gene's in her place.

At first she still sleeps with her TV on, sits at her desk waiting for the phone to ring or the lights to flicker out. But the messages haven't returned and in her sleep she can hear the gaps in futuristic bleeps on a heart monitor lengthening.

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"Goodbye Mummy"


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Title: Fight Him
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes 
Pairings: Alex/Gene
Warnings: PG
Word Count: 353
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(
Notes: Written in response to Prompt Challenge #120 'Fight' on Writer's_Choice

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"It's complicated isn't it? Life... you think you've got it all worked out and someone comes along and makes you think completely different about it"

She thought she could trust him, but there was no denying what she'd seen. Her DCI was corrupt.
She's lost him. Not that she had ever had him. She thought he cared about them, his team and her.
Especially her. She couldn't decipher what it was that they had. What ever it was had been cast aside in that instance.
The distrust she now felt rang though her words. She wants to scream at him, tell him how he makes her feel physically sick and that she'll fight him every step of the way if she has too.

Corrupt? The word makes her tongue feel heavy and her heart contract.
She feels dirty in his presence now. She should have seen it.
He plays a good game, she'll give him that.
Tonight she's to tried for games. To tired for the fight. Weary of it all. She's lonelier than she'd ever thought.

All those moment they had shared felt like empty lies, still she clung to them, they were the only weapon she had left.

"You're not getting it are you Bolls?"

The seconds tick by in her head, and her thought are stepping over each other in exhilaration. He was playing with them. He was a good cop. Honest. On her side. She didn't have to fight him.
All of a sudden it was like she could breath again, she had him. He wasn't corrupt, he was protecting her. They were a team. He cared.
They would fight the rot together.

"You don't get it. I thought i'd lost you"

She can feel him scrutinizing her, his brow gently furrowed as he picks apart her words and for a second she thinks he understand.
That he can see straight through her. To why she's here. To why she can't leave.
And she's left wondering that if Shaz hadn't of burst in, if he would have closed the gap between them and.... but she had and he didn't.

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Title: Finding Tosh
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: 15 (For one swear word)
Pairing: Tosh & Owen
Spoilers: End of Series 2
Disclaimer: Belongs to BBC

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Owen for all it's pain wears his anger like a coat of armour. Most day he finds himself just closing his eye and choosing a battle grounds.
He can't sleep, eat, breath, fuck and god forbid he gets a cut or breaks a bone.

And in Tosh's twisted little way she thinks she can understand, even match his pain, she keeps pulling at his walls, trying to get to his core.
Whatever he thinks, whatever he says none of it pushes her away..... so he stops trying.

She doesn't flinch when he touches her, doesn't run away when he kisses her and she helps him accept the end, even though it breaks her heart.
Owen stops wishing to live when the light embraces him, he doesn't think he would have found Tosh otherwise.


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Is ever so slightly over excited that mine came in the post today and finding it very difficult to pace myself, i'm already one third of the way through. Never was at one with moderation.

"I don't think i ever believed in Father Christmas. In Manchester a fat, hairy man sneaking into your house at night isn't something to look forward to." *

"Bad news is like a dose of crabs - giving it to someone else only ends in tears." *

"Some people drink to forget. I can't remember why i do it." *

"What's that? He was an Organ Donor? I don't think that's going to make a difference - even Bernard Matthews wouldn't know what to do with what's left of your husband." *

Just a little bit of utter genius for you!


* Extracts from the book itself 'The Wit And Wisdom Of DCI Gene Hunt by DC Chris Skelton and DS Ray Carling'

Title: Singing In CID
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: PG
Characters: Alex, Gene, Ray & Chris
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Doesn't belong to me, blah blah blag and all that :(
Authors Note: The song is Boom by Anjulie. It's a 2009 song, but i'm willing to pretend, if you are, that she's singing it because it came in a message from the future. Its just utter nonsense, but was fun to write.

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Her hand tapped lightly on the side board as she hummed distractedly.
She absentmindedly stirred hot water into her cup, swirling the spoon around, allowing her hips to sway along to the beat in her head.
"I'm gettin' myself in something i don't wanna, i'm gettin' caught up in him but i don't wanna" She sang quietly as she added milk and deposited her spoon into the sink.
"I'm getting off track, and i can't control a thing, a thing..." Her voice raised slightly as she lost herself in the song "I'm tellin' myself it's not a good idea, but the more i hesitate the more and more apealing..."
She hummed the few words she couldn't remember "...And then Boom-Shalaka he's a walkin' upa to me, Boom-Shalaka he's starts ta talka to me, Boom-Shalaka my heart skips a-Boom..."
She span on ball of her foot, to be faced with the smirking faces of CID.
'Bolly, your talents are truly wasted on us, with moves like that you should get a job in a strip joint'
'I won't let you ruin my day' She announced pointing around the room, pushing her way through the crowd she perched on her desk "I won't be here much longer, i'm going home"
Ray and Chris shared a confused glance and in tuneless unison sang "A-Boom-Shalaka"

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Title: To steal a heart
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tosh & Mary
Spoilers: Greek Bearing Gifts
Word Count: 58
Disclaimer: Belong to the BBC and others....
Authors Note: I wrote 3 variation of this, the first i deleted, the second i end up editing into a base for the third.

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Mary see's easy prey when she looks at Little Miss Invisible, the weakest member of the pack, so she just latches on.

She doesn't need to force her hand through Toshiko's chest to steal her heart, why bother when she gives it so readily.

Mary gives her what resembles love, feeds her body and mind with the possibility.

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Sucking my thumb. Yes i like to do the one thing i should have stopped doing when i was two........and now i'm twenty! Sad yes! Sadder when i twiddle my hair too.

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