Time Can Be Rewritten

Hi guys, yes I know another fic and I have been unimaginably bad at updates recently but revision has kicked in and now I am so sick of computer screens it is unbelievable. I will update A.S.A.P on other fics when I have a chance to sit down. Plz R&R

5 months it had been since he had let her walk away. 5 months since he last saw the love of his life disappear in to the pub. As soon as she stepped over the threshold he screamed her name to stop her going but like the story of his life it was too late he let her slip through his fingers and now he felt like he was lost at sea with his life jacket been wrenched away from him and it hurt, hurt like a bitch. He ran flat out back to Fenchurch C.I.D desperate to find a remedy to his shattered heart. He trashed his office with the rest of the officers looked on in horror as his temper ignited. Gene found the number he so desperately craved and phoned the man he had once, long ago, had replaced. Surely as he replaced him someone could simply replace Gene and he could go back and enter The Railway Arms and be at peace with his Bolly.

But of course life just wasn't fair he was told to grow up, to stop bloody mopping after a bit of skirt and get back to his job like a "real man". So he had. Gene thought overtime his memories would fade and he would lose every beautiful image of Alex from his mind. However he didn't forget he did not know why or how or even if that was a blessing or not. Of course just like normal he had returned to work carried on fighting the scum of earth, helping lost souls with his Gene Genie persona but he hated every minute of it without HER by his side.

But tonight like every other night he was in his office slowly getting more and more paralytic on Scotch reminiscing on the past and what could have been. No, what should have been and another thought which had been whirling around his mind for days. Of course it might not work and if it did work by some miracle, he would never see her again even when he did depart from this world. But Gene Hunt the macho man loved her and her happiness overruled everything else. So picking up the receiver he plunged in the number and waited while the ominous dial tone filled the eerie silence.

"Hello" said a husky cockney voice

"It's Hunt, get me Layton NOW"

"What...What I can't do that Mister Hunt"

"You bloody better don't you remember you owe me. Meet you and him by the cannel in an hour but don't tell him I'll be there."

With that Gene pounded the phone back on its stand and propelled him towards his filing cabinet and produced his standard issue gun. He slowly runs his fingers down the barrel then breaks the gun with a definite click to ram in the 6 bullets. But of course one bullet is all it would take. It was 1984, 24 years before Alex would be put in a coma because of that bastard firing a bullet straight in to her brain and it tearing through her skull. And 24 years before she would die and leave her poor little girl alone in the screwed up world she would live in. Gene knew that one bullet would stop all of that, without Layton, Alex would still be alive and yes she would never remember Gene but she would be able to be with her Molls because she did not deserve to die. So with that Gene whipped on his black coat and then marched out of the deserted CID with his coat bellowing around his ankles.

Tonight Layton would be dead and Alex would be restored to where she was supposed to be all because of him and he would be glad that he could do this last little thing for her.

SOOOO what did you think plz review and I will probably update in the next few days as all I need to do is type it up. Thx for reading