Rating: R to be safe, but PG-13 should cover it.
Keywords: Neil/Andrea. Secrets.
Summary: A mystery phone call sets Andrea and Neil on a new adventure, just when their lives are beginning to settle down, one that could put all their lives in danger, and some faces from the past return to Sun Hill.
Archive: Anywhere else that wants it, just let me know first.
Spoilers: A few slight references to the episodes concerning Beech's corruption, and a couple to the end of Andrea's time at Sun Hill but nothing major. Also minor references to some of my very first fan fiction stories, The Trouble With Beech Saga, but they're mainly just names and place references.
Disclaimer: The Bill and anything associated with it doesn't belong to me. Never have and never will. I'm just playing with the characters for a while.
Author's Notes: Something I came up with when reading through some of Gem6's old stories on I don't want to give anything away so I won't say much, just, see if you can guess who the mystery character's are. I'll give you a clue, they have all either appeared or been mentioned on an episode of The Bill and the places for the secret meetings are significant too. Not much help I know, but if I say anymore I'll give it away, the answers are in chapter two.
- Part 1: Secret Meetings -
"It's time," Neil says poking his head around the locker room door.
I look at him questionably for a minute before I realise what he's talking about.
"Ok, I'll be there in a minute," I say to him, pulling my jumper over my head.
"Is something the matter Sir?" I hear Yvonne ask from behind me.
"No, everything's fine, just passing on a message."
I struggle to hide a giggle at the hidden meaning the conversation holds if only Yvonne decided to look beneath the surface. We have devised a sort of code, to enable us to discuss private matters at work without anyone knowing what we're talking about.
"Ok then," says Yvonne giving him a sceptical look, then marching into the locker room.
I quickly brush past her and hurry down the corridor in the direction Neil has just gone in, knowing that if I stop, even for a minute, Yvonne will be all over me with questions about what I'm doing.
I finally catch up with Neil in the car park and leap into his car. Together we speed out of the station and into the maze of streets around us.
We finally arrive at our destination, a spot by the river, just outside the Canley Borough. We take shelter from the pouring rain underneath a magnificent white bridge, and wait for our companions to arrive.
Five minutes later a man and a woman come hurrying towards us, using a coat to protect them from the rain. They stop just in front of us to catch there breath. "Well?" the woman says after a minute or two.
"We've seen nothing conclusive so far, but it's early days I guess," Neil says in his serious work tone.
"OK, I know this is gonna be difficult, but we need to find out how far this has spread, if anyone else is involved we need to step up surveillance on them as soon as we can, damage limitation. Is he close to anyone in particular?"
"Not that we can tell at the moment but ...,"
"I know its not easy, hell, I should know more than anybody what your going through, but we need as much information as we can get before we make a move. Is there anyway you can get closer to him, y'know, and do a bit of discreet digging?"
"Possibly, but ... I'll see what we can do," answers Neil.
"Ok, call if you find anything interesting, otherwise we'll meet in a couple of days as planned, and the boss wants to meet you so, be prepared, he's not exactly known for being understanding."
"Will do." we answer.
The man and woman disappear in the direction they came from and after a minute or two to ensure we're not being followed, we head for home ourselves.
We arrive home and I curl up on the sofa, exhausted from the busy day. It's almost like going back in time, back to when we first started out.
We've been together a good few years now, and still nobody knows about our relationship. We thought we'd made it pretty obvious, especially at times, but I'm beginning to wander. No ones commented on the fact that Neil drives me to work of a morning and takes me home every night, or that we spend a lot of time together both inside and outside of work. No ones ever asked any awkward questions, well not since Yvonne and the mystery boyfriend mess, which I finally sorted out by saying I wouldn't tell her who it was because we were over. It may have been true at the time, but we got back together two months later and she's never said anything since.
That was about the same time I told Neil I was an undercover journalist, when Bruce threatened to expose me, but after a big elaborate hoax, where many people thought I was dead, I managed to put that saga behind me and move on with the future.
Now, Neil lives with me in a small house not far from where I used to live, he divorced his wife, when he along with everyone else, thought I was dead, realising that he had never really loved her at all. Not long after that time I fell pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl who's named Alison. She's three now and doing very well. Everything was going fine in our lives until about 2 weeks ago.
Two Weeks Previously
I wake up and reach out an arm to answer the ringing telephone.
"Hello," I say into it sleepily.
"Is this Andrea Dunbar, from Sun Hill Police Station?" asks a voice that I don't recognise.
"Yes, who's this?"
"That, I cannot answer just yet; It is my understanding that you work at Sun Hill Police station, and have recently had a new DC who goes by the name of Steve Guard,"
I don't answer, just let the information sink in wondering who this person is, and how they know all of this.
"We believe that this DC Guard, may be connected to someone who we've been tracking for quiet some time, in connection to an old Sun Hill case, and we was hoping you may be able to help us."
"I don't know how that …"
"Meet us in the Safeway car park on the park boundary at 2pm, this afternoon, and we'll explain everything. You can bring one person with you, someone you trust entirely, who will not mention any of this to anyone."
"Ok," I nod helplessly.
"You must not mention this conversation to anyone, your life could depend on it."
That was two weeks ago, I went to the meeting in the car park, taking Neil with me for support. They explained everything as promised and we got chosen to help out, to be their eyes and ears on the inside. Everyday I wonder if this is such a good idea, if ever we get found out, our lives and that of our families, could be in serious danger.
To Be Continued...
So, have you figured out who the mystery characters are yet? No? Ok one more clue:
Try reading Corruption or some of my other early stories in The Trouble With Beech Saga and yes the DC's name is significant, but I doubt you'll figure that one out.
Leave your guesses in a review.