I Can Still Feel You're Here - Chapter 10

"I don't know what you're talking about." Gabriel shrugged, holding Gina's stare defiantly.

Gina narrowed her eyes, stepping further into the cell. "I've got you, Kent." She spat. "You're going to pay for what you've done."

"That almost sounds like a threat." Gabriel sneered. "You know nothing."

"That sounds like an admission." Gina countered.

"I haven't admitted to anything."

Gina simply smirked slightly, reaching into her pocket, before dropping two photocopied sheets on the floor. "PC Kent." She sneered in reply, leaving the cell.

Gabriel frowned slightly and waited until the door had been locked, before standing, picking the two pages up, unfolding them, barely suppressing the shiver that ran over them as he was faced by the pictures at the bottom of both pages.

"Ma'am." Mickey stood by the custody desk, finishing his chat with Barton Street's custody sergeant.

Gina smiled slightly, raising both eyebrows. "Hook line and sinker." She said simply.

"Come on sweetheart." Smithy fastened Rebecca's coat as she babbled, waving the toy police car she was holding. "That's a good girl."

"Daddy." Rebecca giggled, as Smithy's face lit up, "Daddy!" she held the car out to him.

"Clever 'Becca!" Smithy beamed proudly, kissing her forehead. "Well done!"

"Ca!" Rebecca shrieked, kicking her legs before almost slipping off backwards as she giggled louder.

Smithy chuckled, looking to the phone as it rang. "Stay there."

"No." Rebecca giggled, grinning cheekily as held her hands up.

Smithy raised an eyebrow, before rolling his eyes. "Come on then." He sighed, picking her up and carried her over to the phone, answering the call.

"Smithy." Gina gripped the receiver tighter. "I need you to come to Barton Street."

"Ma'am?" Smithy blinked. "I'm just about to take Rebecca to the-"

"I need you to come here now." Gina said, cutting him off. "It's important, Mickey can look after Rebecca."

"Mickey's there?" Smithy looked confused. "What's going on?"

"Just hurry up!" Gina hung up, leaving Smithy staring bemusedly at the receiver in his hand.

"And how do you explain these?" DI McClusky pointed to the plastic bags he'd pushed in front of Gabriel containing the two papers Mickey had received from the navy. "For the tape, I'm showing Mr Kent exhibits 54G and 54H."

"I can't." Gabriel shrugged nonchalantly. "They must have got the names wrong."

DS Firth raised an eyebrow, reaching behind him for another evidence bag. "And this?" he asked, pulling over Gabriel's police record. "It says you have a brother…a Dav-"

"This has nothing to do with him." Gabriel narrowed his eyes.

"Your own brother?" DI McClusky smirked. "I think he'd want to know about your arrest…so he could help."

"He's not my brother!" Gabriel snorted. "He's adopted, he's nothing to do with my family."

"Still." DI McClusky nodded at DS Firth. "Mark, can you inform Mr Kent of his brother's arrest."

Gabriel stared between the two men, swallowing nervously.

"Guv." Firth nodded, getting to his feet, looking over the desk as Gabriel shot to his feet. "Something wrong Mr Kent?"

Gabriel paled, a bead of sweat running down his forehead. "I can explain." He said, his voice low and monotone.

"Well?" Smithy looked up as Gina walked over to his car as he parked, holding the door open for him as he leant in the back, getting Rebecca out.

"Hiya." Rebecca grinned at Gina, waving, clutching her police car tightly as Smithy gave it to her.

"Hello sweetheart." Gina smiled at Rebecca, placing one hand on Smithy's arm to get him to look at her. "We've got him."

"Got him?" Smithy's brow furrowed before his expression darkened. "Gabriel."

Gina nodded, explaining briefly, noting Smithy's confused look. "Believe me, it gets a lot more complicated." She said, before acknowledging a man behind Smithy. "Mr Kent."

"Kent?" Smithy blinked, looking behind him.

"Gabriel Kent." Gina pointed to the man. "Sergeant Dale Smith."

Smithy shook the other man's hand, looking from him to Gina. "Gabriel?" he mouthed as Gina simply nodded at him.

"I'm sorry to hear of your loss." The man told Smithy, before looking at Gina. "Though I'm at a loss myself to see how I'd be of any assistance."

"Please come this way, Mr Kent." Gina directed Smithy and Mr Kent through, signing them both in, before leading them to Custody, explaining to the custody sergeant.

"Ma'am." Mark Firth nodded at her, a smirk playing slightly over his lips. "Ready?"

"Oh yes." Gina nodded, looking at Mr Kent. "If you'd follow this gentleman." She smiled almost innocently. "He'll show you to your brother."

"Of course." Mr Kent nodded, following DS Firth to the interview room, waiting as he knocked, before stepping inside.

Gabriel raised his head, looking at the man stood by the door.

"David!" Mr Kent smiled at him, before looking at DI McClusky. "What's going on?"

"GET HIM OUT!" Gabriel shouted, standing up with such force his chair fell back.

"She knocked him back!" Smithy snorted, pacing angrily as Mickey sat in the corner of the room, holding on to Rebecca.

Gina lowered her head to her hands, rubbing it wearily. "That's what he said."

"He stabbed her…" Smithy struggled to force the words out. "Because she knocked him back. What kind of-"

"He's obviously got some mental-"

"Just cos he's got a season ticket to the nut farm, does not give him the right to stab Charlie!" Smithy cut Mickey off, glaring. "I want to see him."

"That's not a good idea, Smithy." Gina said softly, shaking her head. "He's being assessed by the FME to see if he's fit for trial."

"Fit for trial?" Smithy spat. "He killed my wife! Who knows what else he's done to her! He certainly won't tell – and Charlie…Charlie-"

"Mama." Rebecca's bottom lip quivered as she watched Smithy pace in front of her, "Daddy!"

Smithy turned to look at Rebecca, sighing. "Come on." He lifted her up, hugging her to him as he looked at Gina. "If you'll excuse me, ma'am." He said snippily, leaving the room, stalking down the corridor with Rebecca in his arms.

Mickey released a slow sharp sigh. "You think it'll get to court?" he asked, looking over.

"Gabriel'll do his best to stop it getting there." Gina reached out for the bottle in front of her, pouring them both a glass of scotch, passing one to Mickey. "We just have to hope the evidence goes in our favour."

Smithy closed his eyes and rested his head against Rebecca's as he stood over Charlie's grave, his eyes fixed on the name of her tombstone. "I love you." He whispered. "Never, ever forget that."

"Nana mama." Rebecca cuddled Smithy tightly, her arms around his neck as he pulled his coat tighter around the both of them.

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.

The song is 'Goodbye My Lover' by James Blunt.