KateLovesDennis
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 4, 2004 12:42:05 GMT -5
The following morning was bright and frosty. Dennis was woken by someone knocking on the front door. He leapt out of bed, glancing at his watch, it was well after nine. “Good morning Sarge.” Ventress was cheerful. “I’m going into work, just wondered if there was anything you wanted me to do.”<br>“Right.” Dennis ran his hand through his hair, wondering if it looked as uncombed as it felt. “I’m going in myself, just thought I’d let the other chaps get the early morning stuff out of the way first. There’ll be a lot of paperwork to do.” Dennis tried not to think of the inevitable debriefing that he would face, reality seemed a bit too close this morning. “Right Sarge, I’ll see you when you get there.” Ventress turned from the door, took a few steps up the path then turned back to face Dennis with a puzzled look on his face. “Whose is the car?”<br>“Oh that belongs to a lady staying in the holiday cottage down the road. There was a powercut.” Dennis said as if that explained everything. Dennis felt nervous as he parked his car in the yard of Ashfordly Police Station. He checked his uniform, shoes polished, buttons shinning, belt buckle central, he put the car keys into his pocket and walked slowly to the door. His stomach was filled with butterflies, his heart pounding, his mouth had gone dry. He reached out and turned the door knob, the door opened easily. The first thing that caught his eye was Crane’s empty desk. Dennis paused a moment, he wasn’t one for saying prayers in such a situation but a couple of lines from his school days echoed in his mind. He took a deep breath and a step forward. He hadn’t expected Bellamy to be in and he wasn’t. A young PC whose name Dennis didn’t know was seated at Phil’s desk. Ventress as at his desk and another nameless PC was looking in the filing cabinet. “God help him.” Dennis thought, he never searched for anything in there but left the system in Alf’s capable hands. “Morning Sarge.” Ventress greeted him as though it were an ordinary day. For that at least Dennis was thankful. “Shiner is in your office.”<br>“Thanks.” Dennis said aloud. “For the warning” he added unsaid. He took off his cap and placed it on the filing cabinet behind Ventress. With another deep breath he walked the few paces to the door of his office, for an instant he pondered whether or not to knock and decided that he would. With a single tap on the wood, he opened the door and stepped into the caldron. The debriefing was as difficult as Dennis had imagined it would be. DI Shiner did his best to ease the situation, but it would never be an easy task. A little over an hour passed before the office door opened again. Ventress looked up from his desk as Merton and Shiner walked the short corridor to the duty room. Ventress noted that Dennis looked exhausted, and he was glad that he hadn’t had to go through what his Sargent had just endured. Shiner was speaking to him, hushed tones that could not be fully overheard. He gave Dennis a supportive tap on the shoulder, shook his hand and turned to leave the building. “I’ll be at Division if anyone needs me, should be back by about three.” He managed a grim smile as he raised the folder he was carrying in a parting guesture. The folder that they all knew carried the account of how a young officer had met his death. As the outer door closed behind him, Dennis perched on the edge of Ventress’s desk, he wasn’t yet ready to go back into his office. “Jenny phoned for you.” Ventress told him gently. “She said to tell you she’ll be home by two.”<br>“Thanks Alf.” At least that gave Dennis an excuse to be out of the office when Shiner returned. He wondered how much longer the DI intended to work from Ashfordly. “I’ll just pop out for a while.” He picked up his cap from the filing cabinet. He needed to clear his head, to suppress the memories that the meeting had brought to the fore. Ventress nodded. “We can manage here.”<br>
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KateLovesDennis
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 4, 2004 13:40:23 GMT -5
Dennis had just closed the outer door of the police station and begun to walk down the steps when Kate pulled her car into the yard. Kate brought the car to a halt, got out quickly and then spotted Dennis standing on the steps. It was the first time she had seen him in his Sergeants uniform, it suited him well. She paused a moment to admire him before locking the car door and dashing over to him. As she drew close he could see that she had been crying. “Dennis!” She stopped a few feet from him. “The cottage has been burgled.” She fought to remain composed but was failing rapidly. “Are you hurt?” He asked concerned, holding out one hand to her. She placed her hand in his, to any onlooker it would look as though he were helping her up the steps. “No, just shocked.” Tears were rolling down her cheeks, she wanted to fling her arms around him but knew they were in full view of the street. “While I was asleep…. someone’s been in….. even in my bedroom…. taken my purse from the bedside table.”<br>“You’d better come inside.” He placed one hand supportively on her back as he held open the door. The two young constables, Miller and Watkins looked up as the door opened. Dennis ushered Kate past them. "Come through to my office." Dennis laid his hand on her back, guiding her gently. "Put the kettle on Ventress." he instructed over his shoulder.
Ventress knocked on the door and opened it without waiting, he caught a glimpse of Dennis as he jumped back from Kate. Ventress put the two cups, which he had carried in one hand, on the edge of the desk and turned to leave, his lips parting into a slight smile as he closed the blue painted door behind him. He paused at the window and peered through the clear lettering on the frosted glass. The blue saloon car he’d seen at Merton’s house earlier that morning was parked outside.
Kate took the cup Dennis held out for her and blew on the hot liquid before taking a sip. It was very sweet. The old chap obviously knew what he was doing, hot sweet tea, best thing for a shock. Dennis took a sip from the other cup, it too was laced with sugar. He smiled, Ventress knew how to take care of people without making a fuss. “So when did you discover someone had broken in?” Dennis asked gently. He perched on the edge of his desk, Kate was sitting in his chair. “I woke very late.” She explained, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. “It took me a long time to get to sleep last night.” She sniffed then took a tissue from her pocket and blew her nose. “You must think me very silly.” “No, it must have been a shock.” He reached out and placed his hand over hers for an instant. “Well I got up and got dressed, one of the drawers on the dresser was slightly open, but I’d not unpacked yet, my things were all in the suitcase under the bed.” She looked up at him and managed a slight smile. “When I went down stairs everything was spread all around, they’d taken the drawers out of the dresser and tipped the table cloths and things on the floor. The cushions were all off the sofa and chairs. I don’t think there was much to steal.”<br>“So your purse was missing, anything else?” He asked. “I’m not sure, nothing of mine, but if they’d taken anything that belonged in the cottage I havn’t been there long enough to notice what was there.”<br>“I’ll get my men to go over and take a look. Are you sure that you are alright?”<br>“I’ll be fine.” Kate assured him, resting her hand on his knee, the dark material of his trousers was warm. “Just a bit of a shock. I went to your house, when you weren’t there I came here. I’m glad you were here. Were you going somewhere?” she asked, remembering that he had been leaving the station when she had arrived. “For a walk.” He bowed his head, for a few moments he’d almost forgotten the ordeal of the debriefing. “I had to do all the paperwork for PC Crane this morning.” He didn’t need to say anything else. The emotion that flashed across his face told Kate all she needed to know. She reached for his hand, cupping it in hers and pressing her lips to his flesh. “I’m sorry.”<br>He knew that she meant it. He also knew that she wanted to hug him. “At least that part is over now.” He got to his feet. “Come here.” He held out his arms to her. Kate accepted the invitation, pressing her face to the warm wool of his tunic, the metal of his buttons and whistle chain felt very cool, her arms moved around him as he closed his about her. He kissed the top of her head very gently. For a long moment they didn’t speak, each finding comfort in the other. Merton’s ears were alert though, listening for the slightest indication that anyone might be approaching the door.
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 5, 2004 6:04:10 GMT -5
Twenty minutes later PC Miller brought the panda car to a halt outside Wheel House Cottage, Kate had parked her car on the drive. A quick glance at the front of the house revealed how the intruder had made his entry, a small pane of glass beside the door was broken. Kate got out of her car and stood with her arms folded. “Miller, check round the back will you?” Dennis asked. Miller nodded and headed round the side of the house. “Looks like they broke this window, were the keys in the lock?”<br>“On the inside.” Kate replied looking a little sheepish. “Do you think they could reach them from there?”<br>“I think so.” Dennis took her keys from her and unlocked the front door. “Try not to touch anything.” He pushed open the door with a gloved hand. Kate kept her arms folded and followed him into the hallway. As she had described everything was a mess, drawers pulled out, the contents, which wasn’t much in a rented cottage, tipped on the floor. Dennis moved through the house slowly, his eyes taking in the whole scene, looking for anything out of the ordinary. Kate followed him, arms still folded, biting her lip. In the bedroom she stood by the door, letting him enter the room alone. The bed was unmade, her night dress draped across the pillows. Dennis walked around the room slowly, he looked under the bed, her suit case was untouched, then he looked at the handful of coins and Kate’s make up which lay on the bedside table. “Your purse was on here was it?” He was businesslike. “Yes.” Her voice sounded very small. Dennis wheeled round to face her. She was standing in the doorway, chewing a fingernail, obviously fighting back tears. He crossed the room in three long strides, turning her into the hallway, one arm moving around her shoulders. “I’m sorry, its just the thought of someone in here while I was asleep.” She placed one hand against his chest. “I don’t want to stay here alone tonight.”<br>“Don’t worry I’ll sort something out.” He assured her. “Sarge?” Miller’s voice called from down stairs. “Yes?” Dennis asked in reply. “Nothing round the back.”<br>“Right, I’ll be down in a minute.” He turned his attention back to Kate. “Let me check the rest of the house and we’ll get out of here.”<br>She nodded, remaining in the hallway but moving to each doorway in turn, watching Dennis as he searched the other two upstairs rooms. The second bedroom was very small, wooden bunk beds against one wall, an empty wardrobe and crest of drawers. The bathroom was neat, Kate’s wash bag, soap dish, toothbrush and toothpaste on the window ledge. A bottle of shampoo and one of bubble bath, the same make as Dennis used, on the edge of the bath, a blue and white patterned towel was draped over the towel rail. Nothing unusual. Downstairs Miller was checking the kitchen. “Had a good look through everything in here.” He commented the cupboard doors all stood open, the drawers pulled out lying on the floor, upside down, cutlery spread across the stone floor. A box of corn flakes had been emptied onto the draining board, spread by the swipe of a hand. It made a very disturbing picture. Dennis wanted to get Kate away from the house, whatever the thief had been looking for it wasn’t just money. “Come outside.” Dennis placed a hand on Kate’s elbow and guided her to the front door. “As far as you can see, nothing else is missing?”<br>“No, why would they do that with the cornflakes?”<br>“Must have thought there was something in the box.” Dennis thought about a light hearted comment about the plastic toys they put inside cereal but thought better of it. “It scares me.” She admitted. Dennis tried to hide his own concerns from her. “I’ll get your things when we’ve finished here, in the mean time, lets go back to the station and I’ll sort out somewhere for you to stay. Just give me a minute”<br> Dennis went back into the house, leaving Kate standing outside. “Miller?”<br>“Yes Sarge?”<br>“You stay here, I’ll go back to the station and get a finger print unit over.”<br>“Right Sarge.”<br>As Dennis Stepped out of the cottage a familiar sound reached his ears, Jenny’s scooter. A moment later he saw her ride past the cottage, she must have seen the police car outside but if she had seen him she didn’t acknowledge him. A car was following her, Dennis’s heart sank as he recognized it, Jenny’s parents. Her mother had seen him and raised a hand in greeting as Jenny’s father drove slowly past the gate. Dennis returned the wave. “Who was that?” Kate asked. “My mother in law.” Dennis managed a half smile. “Looks like they’ve come to stay.”<br>“Oh.” Said Kate, obviously disappointed that any hope of staying at Dennis’s house was now dashed.
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KateLovesDennis
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 5, 2004 9:12:02 GMT -5
“Follow me to Aidensfield, our local pub does rooms, the landlady is a very good friend of mine.” Dennis instructed, now fully back in Police Sergeant mode. Kate nodded, trying to hide her disappointment, he had noticed and part of him wished that he could offer her their spare room, but the rest of the day was not going to be easy.
As he drove past his own house Dennis slowed a little, Jenny’s parents were unloading suitcases from the boot of their car. “As if I need them here.” Dennis thought, the anger which he had managed to suppress, began to bubble under the surface again. He had no idea what he was going to say to Jenny, it would be doubly difficult if they were not alone.
The Aidensfield Arms was open for business, a couple of customers cars parked outside. Dennis led the way into the car park. Kate parked her car and got out, looking up at the old building. “What a lovely place.” She commented, taking a look across the valley, the heather looked wonderful in the early afternoon sunlight, a train had just left the station, white steam billowing from it drifted across the view. Across the road Bernie was chatting to a customer. “I’m sure I will be happier here.”<br>“I’ll bring your things over when we’ve finished at the cottage” Dennis returned her smile. “Thanks, I must get on with some work this afternoon, I’ve already missed two appointments today.”<br>“You’ve got everything you need?”<br>“Fortunately I’d left everything in the car.” Kate assured him.
The pub was not crowded, two customers were seated by the window, deep in conversation, another was paying Gina for a drink at the bar. “Gina.” Dennis greeted her. “I hope you can help me out here, this is Kate, there’s been a burglary and I was hoping you’d have a room free for her.”<br>“You’re in luck.” She reached for the guest book with a smile. “How’s Jenny?”<br>“Just got back from her Mother’s. We’ve still got a lot to talk about.” Dennis frowned as he spoke of his wife. Kate was writing her details in the book but picked up on his tone. “Don’t be too hard on her.” Gina pleaded. “How’s Phil doing?” Dennis changed the subject rapidly. “Liz has given him a sleeping draft, he’s been asleep most of the day.” “Best thing for him.” Dennis managed a slight smile. “That’s what Liz said. I don’t think he’ll be back at work for a while.” Gina looked apologetic. “Shiner has sent me two constables from Division, and he’s working from my office, so we’re not understaffed.” Kate had finished filling in the guest book, she stood beside Dennis, her arm brushing his in what could have been an accidental movement. “Shall I show you your room?” Gina asked. “That would be great.”<br>“I’d better be going.” Dennis glanced at his watch. “I’ll call in later.”<br>“Thanks for everything.” Kate offered her hand very formally. Dennis shook her hand. Her grip was firm, communicating more than simple thanks.
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KateLovesDennis
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 5, 2004 10:18:58 GMT -5
Dennis had intended to go straight home and speak to Jenny but he decided to take the police car back to the station and take his own car home. The drive would give him time to clear his head as he drove he ran through conversations in his head, but still had no idea what he would say. At the station he parked up the police car and went inside to speak to Ventress. “Ah Sarge, Shiner phoned, said he might not be back here this afternoon.”<br>“Right.” Said Dennis. The presence of his senior officer was the last thing on his mind. “He also said he might want to speak to Jenny.” Alf added, lowering his voice a little. “I’ll tell her.” Dennis replied, scowling at the news, it was hardly unexpected, if fact he had been waiting for Shiner to ask him to tell her at the end of the debriefing that morning. “Every thing else alright?”<br>“All under control.” Ventress assured him. “The finger print unit are on their way to Wheel House Cottage, Watkins has gone out on house to house, and I’m holding the fort here.”<br>“Good.” Dennis handed him the keys to the police car. “I’ll be at home if anyone needs me.”<br> Dennis drove home slowly, he was still no closer to deciding what he would say to his wife when he arrived at his home. Jenny’s parents’ car was parked in the drive, occupying the space he normally parked his. Dennis parked beside it. As he got out of the car he noticed Jenny’s mother watching him from the living room window. He picked up his cap from the passenger seat and closed the car door. It was going to be a long afternoon. He let himself in by the front door. Jenny stuck her head round the kitchen door and beckoned to him. She closed the door after her husband. “I’m sorry.” She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him. Dennis threw his cap towards the table, missing it. He ignored the sound of the hat falling to the floor and closed his arms around Jenny, responding to her kiss. Perhaps it would not be so bad after all.
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Post by Mz on Sept 7, 2004 15:05:17 GMT -5
Awww, they are so cute! I'm liking this, Kate. Make sure you keep it going.
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KateLovesDennis
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 8, 2004 8:15:09 GMT -5
Glad you are enjoying it, I'm enjoying writting it too, though it may be a few days before I can add to it, its going to be a busy week! Don't worry there's more of it to read. I was really glad that the first ep of the new series didn't contridict what I'd already written, in fact I think it fits quite well between "Little Angel" and "Money Money Money".
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Post by Spy_Master on Sept 8, 2004 13:44:26 GMT -5
oh wow brill, funny teasthingything, don't need 2 explain it, I get it ok . This is sooooooo good, still no idea wots gonna happen, but well I'm happy juust reading, it's fantastic. Spy_Master100880
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Post by Louise on Sept 20, 2004 13:53:35 GMT -5
I'm dying to read some more of this Kate...when's the next installment?!
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 22, 2004 14:41:18 GMT -5
Well I hope to write some more soon but I've been soooooo busy the last couple of weeks I haven't had chance. Watch this space, there is nore to come. Glad you are enjoying it.
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Sept 29, 2004 13:47:57 GMT -5
Here's a short bit I manged to find time to write today Two hours later Dennis left the house, he returned the wave offered by his mother in law. He knew she meant well, but he wished that Jenny’s parents had not come back with her. His wife’s words rang in his ears. “I just keep thinking, what if it had been you lying dead at the bottom of the gorge.” Dennis found the thought strangely disturbing. He had lost collegues before, indeed he had ha several close calls himself, but he had never dwelt on the possibility and the effect it would have on his family. He turned the car out of his own drive way headed the short distance along the narrow lane. He had promised Kate that he would bring her belongings to the hotel for her, he drove the short distance to Wheel House Cottage. The fingerprint unit were still there, covering everything in their fine silvery dust. “Anything?” Dennis asked. “Not much to go on.” The officer told him. “lots of different sets, always a problem in holiday accommodation.”<br>Dennis nodded. “Alright to take the lady’s case and things?” he asked. “Sure.” It felt strange going into the bedroom. Dennis took Kate’s case from beneath the bed and laid it on the top. It wasn’t locked, he flipped back the lid, her clothes were carefully folded. He collected her few belongings from the bedside table, carefully folded her night dress and laid it in the case. He looked round for anything else he should pack. The room was almost devoid of personal touches. He crossed the landing to the bathroom. Kate’s wash bag was where she had left it. He collected her toothbrush, toothpaste and soap dish, the bottles of shampoo and bubblebath, he noted it was the same make as Jenny usually bought. Folding a pale pink facecloth, he fastened the bag then took a towel from the rail. He took a quick glance around the room, nothing else to collect, in an instant he had transformed to an impersonal space. His footsteps sounded loud on the thin strip of carpet which graced the stairs. He nodded to the finger print officer in the hall and left the cottage. The car park of the Aidensfield Arms was empty when Dennis arrived. He guessed that Kate must have continued with her work. He knocked on the back door of the pub, Gina opened it after a few seconds. “Kate’s things.” Dennis held up the small case. “I promised I’d bring them over when we’d finished at the cottage.”<br>“She’s gone out, had a call to make in Whitby, one of the big department stores she said.” Gina took the case from him. “I’ll put it in her room.”<br>“Thanks Gina.” Dennis smiled. “Is Phil any better?” “A little, Liz came over to see him, they had a long chat, I think he’s beginning to see that he did his best.”<br>“I’d better get home, Jenny and her mother are cooking something for supper.” Dennis put his cap back on his head at a rakish angle. “I’ll try and pop over for a drink later.” “See you then.” Gina stood by the door, watching Dennis as he crossed the car-park and got back into his car. His steps were a little lighter than earlier, as though a weight had been lifted from him. Gina was glad, life hadn’t been kind to him over the last few months. The evening meal smelt far better than the overcooked or warmed up dinners Dennis was used to. He supposed that it was his own fault, Jenny wasn’t a bad cook, but even the finest meal would be spoilt by waiting hours for him to arrive home. “I’m back” he called as he closed the door behind him. “Dinner won’t be long.” Jenny replied from the kitchen. “Right, I’ll get changed.” Dennis bounded up the bare stairs, he didn’t usually bother to change out of his uniform. The bedroom smelt of Jenny’s perfume, Dennis placed his cap on the dressing table and replaced the stopper in the perfume bottle. He stripped of his uniform, laying it carefully over the back of a chair. Two minutes later, dressed casually in dark trousers and a dark woolen jumper he went down stairs. “Evening.” Jenny’s father looked up from the paper he was reading. “Evening.” Dennis replied. “Dinner’s ready” Jenny’s mother announced. The meal was delicious. The conversation free flowing, Dennis felt relaxed but he turned down his father-in-law’s offer of a glass of his finest port after the meal. “I’ve got to pop out.” Dennis explained. “Can’t be caught drinking and driving.” Besides port wasn’t his choice of tipple. He ignored the “Oh do you.” Look which Jenny’s father cast in his direction, and headed for the relative sanctuary of the kitchen. Jenny and her mother were over half way through the washing up. Dennis took a tea towel from the hook and lent a hand with the drying. “I’ve got to go over to the Aidensfield Arms later, do you want to come along?” He asked Jenny as she handed him a stack of plates to put into the cupboard. “I’m not sure, I can’t leave Mum and Dad here on their own can I?” She made an excuse. “They’ll be fine.” Dennis assured her. “I just need to see Phil, it won’t take long.”<br>“I’d rather not.” Jenny couldn’t face seeing Phil. “You go, I’ll stay here.”<br>“If you’re sure.”<br>“Of course, after all you won’t be long will you?” Just before nine Dennis left for Aidensfield. He decided to take the long route, driving always settled his mind and it was a beautiful clear night. As he passed Wheel House Cottage he slowed, taking a long look at the darkened property. All seemed to be in order. At the cross roads he took the moors road, winding down the windows he drove slowly, taking in the peace and tranquility. As he passed the old quarry he noticed a car parked in the gateway. His coppers instinct made him reverse up to take a closer look. He parked his across the entrance, it was Kate’s car, it seemed to be abandoned. Dennis switched off the engine of his car and got out, the moon cast a long shadow as he crossed the short distance to her car. The drivers door wasn’t locked, he opened it and looked inside. The interior was empty except for a small briefcase on the floor at the passenger side. Curious, Dennis rounded the bonnet of the car and opened the passenger door. A slight sound caught his attention, the sound of a small stone rolling across the tarmac of the gateway, he turned to look, a shadowy form of a man leapt from the high bank, in one hand a large chunk of wood. Dennis felt the impact of it with the back of his head then everything went black and silent.
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Post by Spy_Master on Oct 4, 2004 12:09:02 GMT -5
wow a short bit huh, u and me see that very differently lol. This is so amazing, wots gonna happen? ?? I cna't wait 4 more.
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Jan 20, 2005 18:56:27 GMT -5
Here's a bit more (Must spend some more time on this one.)
The rough stone floor was passing rapidly in front of his eyes, Dennis was surprised that it seemed to be moving in a straight line, not spinning as it usually did in the worst dreams. His head hurt, a deep throbbing headache that was disrupting his vision. He willed himself to wake up but still the nightmare continued.
Kate listened to the approaching footsteps, two men she thought, and the sound of something being dragged. She pressed her back into the wall of the small cabin, tucking her knees to her chest she wrapped her arms tightly about her legs and waited fearfully. It was almost dark, only a small window provided a shaft of moonlight. The sound of keys opening the door fixed her gaze ipon it. The door opened to reveal the dark shadows of two men, a third slighter man between them, he was slumped as they dragged him by the arms, head down, feet dragging on the ground. They pulled up to an upright position and pushed him inside. “Dennis!” Kate could not help saying his name at the shock of seeing him. “So you know him do you?” One of the men sneered. “He can keep you company until your Boss gets here with our money.”<br>They dropped Dennis to the floor, turned and locked the door behind them. Kate sat motionless until her eyes grew accustomed to the gloom. In the single shaft of moonlight she could see Dennis, he lay still, too still, she couldn’t see him breathing.
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Post by Spy_Master on Jan 21, 2005 13:56:26 GMT -5
ok lost the idea here. Will reread. looks brilliant Kate more plz
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Post by KateLovesDennis on Feb 8, 2005 16:02:56 GMT -5
Here's a bit more. Been struggling a bit with this one She scrambled across the dusty floor to his side. “Dennis?” She laid her hand on his shoulder, turning him to look at his face, his nose was bleeding slightly and his eyes were half closed. “Dennis? Are you alright?”<br>He groaned in reply and lifted a hand to his face, his head was pounding, his vision blurred. “What?” He groaned. “Are you alright?” Kate asked again, curling her fingers around his wrist, trying to see his face in the dim light. Dennis resisted her, keeping his hand firmly over his right eye. He was truing to make sense of the situation. “Kate?” He asked, suddenly being able to put a name to the voice. “Is that you?”<br>“Yes.” She feared that he couldn’t see her, feared that they had injured his eyes. Dennis moved slowly, rolling onto his side and drawing up his knees to curl into a ball. “Where are we?” Dennis asked, his words just a little slurred. “A hut in a quarry.” Kate tugged gently on his wrist, trying to lift his hand from his face. “What’s wrong?” Dennis breathed. “Let me see, please.” Kate pleaded. She felt the muscles in his arm relax as he stopped fighting her and allowed her to move his hand. The moon light was very dim but Kate breathed a sigh of relief as her eyes met his. There seemed to be no visible damage, but as she relaxed her grip on his wrist he moved his hand straight back to cover his right eye. “Does it hurt?” She asked “My head.” Dennis sounded tired. “Did they hit you?” Kate reached out to touch his forehead, his skin was slightly damp and felt warm to her chilled fingers. “Think so.” Dennis was fighting to remain conscious. Fighting to understand where he was and why Kate was with him. She seemed to be sitting on the floor beside him, she brushed his cheek with the back of her hand. Dennis moved his hand to grasp hers. He tried to lift his head but the room began to spin and darkness seeped over him again. Kate jumped as his grasp on her hand loosened and his hand slipped from hers, making a dull thud as it hit the dusty floor. “Dennis.” She touched his cheek. “Dennis wake up.” He didn’t stir. She quickly checked his pulse, it was strong and rather fast. She took his hand in hers and placed her fingertips gently on the inside of his wrist, she could feel the rapid beat of his heart. She wasn’t sure how long she had sat motionless, concentrating on his life force, willing him to awake. Dennis stirred, his eyes snapped open and he looked straight at her. “Kate?” He asked “What’s going on?” He pulled his hand free of her grasp and sat up. The sudden movement sent the room spinning. Kate moved closer to him in an instant, supporting him so that he couldn’t fall to the floor. “You had a bang on the head.” She told him, “Take it steady, here lean on me.” She inched round until her back was to the wall, she guided Dennis to lean against her, cradling his head against the curve of her shoulder, arm supporting his head with her palm flat against the corner of his jaw. His eyes kept closing, he was far from fully conscious, there was nothing more she could do, her only option was to protect him from further harm. He moved his head against her, snuggling into her shoulder, he closed his arms about her, holding her as she held him. “Are you alright?” She asked again, hardly expecting an answer. She didn’t get one, but the tight grasp of his arms told her that he was holding onto conciousness. In their cottage Jenny was wondering where Dennis had got to, he had been gone over an hour and he had promised her that he wouldn’t be long. She checked the clock for the fifth time in as many minutes then picked up the phone. “Aidensfield Arms.” Gina’s voice was cheerful as ever. “Gina,” Jenny greeted her friend. “Is Dennis still there, can I have a word with him.”<br>“Dennis?” Gina sounded puzzled, “He hasn’t been in.”<br>“Oh.” Jenny hear herself say. “He left here over an hour ago, said he was going to check on Phil.”<br>“Phil’s upstairs, but I’ve not seen Dennis. Hold on.”<br>Jenny listened intently as Gina asked someone if they had seen Dennis. She knew the answer before Gina returned to the phone. “I wonder where he’s got to?” Jenny asked almost to herself. “I’ll have a drive around, may be his car has broken down.” Alf’s voice said over the background hum of the pub. “Tell Alf, Thanks.” Jenny told Gina, the message was relayed. “I’ll lay odds on he’s at the police station.” Alf pulled on his coat. “Its been a difficult few days, he’ll be wanting to bury his head in his work.” He drained the last of his drink from the glass and headed for the door. He drove towards Ashfordly at a steady pace, the roads were deserted, as was the police station when he arrived. The gates were locked and the building was in darkness, no sign of Merton’s car in the street. Alf parked up, took out a heavy bunch of keys and let himself into the station. “Sarge?” He called out to the darkness. No reply. He stood silent for a moment, listening carefully. The building was silent, he knew that he was alone. He locked the door and returned to his car. A burning question in his mind, was he with the lady who owned the blue car, and if so what would he tell Jenny? He knew that things hadn’t been so good between Merton and his wife the last few weeks, and her actions over the missing child had been totally irrational, but surely he hadn’t forsaken her. Stranger things had happened, thought Alf.
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