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Who: Gene Hunt, Alex Drake, Open
When: Evening
Where: CID Office, Fenchurch East
What: Gene gets back from his ‘team building’ exercise
Warnings: Gene’s potty mouth, as always



Gene Hunt, half of CID and the Quattro had been missing for much of the day. They eventually returned and the door to the CID swung open. In walked in a very wet team, looking very much like they had been dragged through the gutter. They're covered in dust, dirt, cobwebs, flour and a multitude of colours. Gene had taken them on a 'team building' exercise, and for once it didn't involve sitting in a pub getting pissed.

Gene removed his coat as he walked to his office, hanging it up before addressing the team that had been left behind, clasping his hands together, wringing them. "Right then. Any murders?"

"No, Guv."

"Stabbings?"

"No, Guv."

"Robberies?"

"No, Guv."

"Anything?"

"No, Guv."

"Glad to hear it. Okay ladies, let’s call it a day. Go on, get out of 'ere before I change my mind." He paused, turning his attention to the wet, filthy team. "You did good today. I'm proud of you." What was that? Gene? Praising his team?

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Alex was waiting in his office, poking through the computer and getting him up to date on a few reports sitting on his desk that had clearly been sitting there a while. Old habits and all that...

She smiled to herself as he praised the team - Well done, Guv. - and put a hand to her mouth to silence the laughter that bubbled up as the young uniformed WPC quietly sidled up to Gene and said something Alex couldn't hear, but jerked her head in the direction of the office. Probably a heads' up that 'the woman from D&C' was in his office.

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Well, it wouldn't compare with what was being cooked in the kitchens below, but Alex Drake was quite pleased with her spaghetti bolognese. She'd picked up fresh tomatoes, peppers and mushrooms to drench with the thick sauce, and the garlic bread was browning nicely.

It had been a long, long time since she'd cooked for someone like this -- and she hoped Gene would like it. If not... well, there was chocolate gâteaux for dessert. He'd like that at least.

To balance out the fact that she was cooking and he was bringing wine, and the fact that the d-word had been used, Alex had opted for a casual approach to the evening. She was wearing leggings and her deep blue off-the-shoulder top -- the better to be comfy in. And, as she cooked, she was enjoying a gin and tonic aperitif. The radio was on, and she belted along with Bonnie Tyler --

"Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there's only love in the dark..."