Thanks to anyone who is reading my songfic, I hope you enjoy. The song is You give love a bad name by Bon Jovi. Please review thanks jodie.


Inspector Dale Smith had never been good with words, he often found himself in a position where he had to appoloygise for things he had said wrong, or for saying them at the wrong time, he had also never had much luck with women he had meaningless one night stands and flings and even the odd serious releationship but the big 'L' word was something he didnt use easily, he had felt it in the past but not a patch on how he felt it now. He sat in the canteen watching her walk in and to the counter that was torture on its own, they had always been close and he had no doubt he loved her, she was special she always had been,spending time undercover together brings any two people close but it had done something amazing to him, it had made him realise he could love again and that it was indeed DS Steve Moss he was in love with. He stared at her as she ordered her drink and glanced round, most probably looking for someone to sit with, as she walked towards him he gulped back the butterflys in his stomack but it would seem he wasnt who her attention had been caught with as she waved her hand at him as she rested down with Mickey. Why did he have all the luck, he couldnt help but watch her, stare at her as she laughed and joked, drinking her coffee. He closed his eyes slightly for a second, thinking of her, how happy he could make her, how he could show her just how special she really was. As he prized his eyes open once again he sighed watching her disapear from the canteen with Mickey just behind. He pushed to his feet and made his way to his office, he would hide there until the end of shift and he could escape to the safety of the pub and away from the hold she had over him.

Shot through the heart and you're to blame

Darlin' you give love a bad name

An angel's smile is what you sell

You promise me heaven then put me through hell

Chains of love got a hold on me

When passion's a prison you can't break free

Arriving at the pub he sighed as his eyes fell on the small blonde already propping up the bar, despite the fact she had a few empty beer glasses infront of her she still looked perfect, not a hair out of place, her make up perfected, her angels glow, her normal swarm of men round her, she was always the centre of attention, everybody wanted a piece of her, they always had, he was tempted to turn round and walk straight back out again but feeling a hand clasp on his shoulder he knew he was to late to make his escape. He turned to smile at the stocky man behind him, he nodded slightly as Callum gestured to the bar "Come on I will get you a pint mate". Smithy took a deep breath before following Callum futher into the pub, he stared at her from the other side of the bar, she hadnt even noticed him yet but then why would she, she was beautiful and everyman in the pub was staring at her why would she notice him, he had pretended to be her boyfriend, beaten a man half to death for her and she still wasnt interested, she was never going to notice him. He turned back to the bar watching his co-workers sitting at the table only a few feet away, Callum had joined them only moments ago and he was now left with the torture of watching her, all he could ever do was watch her. He stared at her as she placed a slight kiss to a couple of the mens cheeks and slid from the barstool she had been resting on and made her way towards him. He tried to divert his eyes as she rested down next to him "Hi Smithy" was all she had to say to turn him to a bag of nerves, he moved his eyes from hers to his beer as he responded "Hi how are you?". She nodded "I am good thanks how are you?" his reply was a cross between an exhale and a half muffled word which caused her to giggle at slightly. "What are you doing tomorrow evening?" she asked her eyes betraying nothing but the curiosity that normally covered her face. He shook his head trying to force some words from his mouth, she registered his gesture and slid from the bar stool "Good.. I need someone to put a couple of shelves up for me and you are the perfect man for the job... about eight?" she asked and he smiled knowing no way he could ever say no "Sure" was all he managed to reply as she cut in once again "I will order us a pizza.. see you tomorrow" and with that she was gone but the damadge was done he was going to her place and if possible he wanted her more and all she seemed to do was play with his feelings as she made her way back to the waiting men.

Oh! You're a loaded gun, yeah

Oh! There's nowhere to run

No one can save me

The damage is done

Shot through the heart and you're to blame

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

I play my part and you play your game

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

Hey, you give love a bad name

He sat in his car staring up at her flat, he knew he had to find the courage to knock, to go inside and talk to her, like he always used to when it was just a crush, before he fell in love with her. He climbed from the car and jogged to her front door, feeling the rain smack down onto him, he cursed himself for not bringing his coat as he stood in only a soacked shirt and jeans as he rang the intercom to which she didnt answer but just buzzed him in, he made his way up the stairs to her flat and she pulled the door open as he arrived, he registered the school like giggle escape from her mouth as she grinned "You look like a drowned rat Smithy...". He nodded as he stepped inside and she smiled once again "Is it raining?". He smirked at her "No.. I took a de-tour through a car wash". She chuckled as he began to take his shoes off "Well you have finaly done it now... you will have to get your kit off infront of me..". He glanced up at her "Whh..at?" he asked stumbling over his words, she grinned "You cant stay like that... you will catch a cold... I promise I wont look.. I'll stick your clothes in the dryer for you". He gulped back the fear rising in his throat as she smiled "Oh come on Smithy I have seen a half naked man before you can stay in them wet clothes". He began to unbutton his shirt, he noticed her eyes drift over his body as he stripped down to his underwear "Im keeping these on". A cheeky grin covered her face "For now" she grinned. He watched her make her way into the kitchen, they always flirted but she was on form and he didnt know he would manage to keep his cool if it carried on.

Paint your smile on your lips

Blood red nails on your fingertips

A school boy's dream, you act so shy

Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye

Whoa! You're a loaded gun

Whoa! There's nowhere to run

No one can save me

The damage is done

He stretched up the wall, he could feel her eyes watching him, she grinned "Is it straight?" she asked for the sixth time. He turned to face her "D'you want to do it yourself?". She rose to her feet and moved to where he stood on the steps she stood below him and he glanced down, he couldnt help it, he tried to resist, now all he had to hope was she hadnt noticed "Did you just look down my top?" she asked. Shit she had noticed, what now, deny it, leave, or admit it and risk her calling him a pervert, he opened his mouth to reply but she cut in "Pervert", he stared at her but then the cheeky smirk covered her face once again "You getting a good enough view". He smiled as he stepped down from the ladder, leaving the half attached shelf hanging from the wall "I dont know how you do it Stevie". She grinned "Do what?". He smiled "Make me want you so much.." he had done it, he had finally made the small blonde speechless as she stood staring at him. He rubed his hands together trying to distract himself before he gestured to the door "I will go..". She grabbed his arm "You cant go out like that... I'll get your clothes". He rested down onto the sofa as she walked from the room, he had mucked everything up, how could he be so stupid, he had messed everything up, he was such an idiot. He smiled as she reapeared with his clothes "Im sorry" he smiled as he began to pull his jeans on, she glanced up and into his eyes, she placed her hand gently to his chest, outlining the lines of his six pack with her hands, he froze, what now, her touch was sending him into overdrive, he couldnt contain his lust as he placed his hand into her soft hair and pulled her lips to his.

Shot through the heart and you're to blame

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

I play my part and you play your game

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

You give love, oh!

He layed in her bed most of the night watching her sleep, the covers pulled tight over her concealing her naked body, not that it mattered, this night was the best he had ever had and he was keeping it in his mind for the rest of his life he would never forget the image of her slim body, her soft kiss, the feel of her hands on his body, his hands rooted in her hair as he spent the night making love to her. As her eyes flicked open he smiled slightly as she stared at him, she looked slightly shooked that they were in bed together, she smiled slightly pulling the covers tighter round her figure "Im sorry about last night" the second the words slipped from her mouth he knew she had finished things that was it, it was one night that she now regretted. He smiled as she reached and grabbed for her clothes from the floor. He shook his head "Was it a mistake?". She rose from the bed he couldnt quite believe how quickly she had got dressed as she stared at him "You cant think this is a good idea Smithy". She watched his eyes drop to the floor "We work together Smithy... it would never work". He sat up in the bed "Stevie... I love you.. I think about you all the time..". She nodded "It was just a bit of fun.. I will give you a minute to get dressed" he watched her make her way from the bedroom and he placed his head into his hands. He had finaly got what he wanted the woman of his dreams and it was all just a game to her.

Oh! Shot through the heart and you're to blame

You give love a bad name

I play my part and you play your game

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

Shot through the heart and you're to blame

You give love a bad name (Bad name)

I play my part and you play your game

You give love a bad name (Bad name)


I am intending to add a few more chapters to this with the story carrying on with other Bon Jovi songs, Im working on the next at the moment so should be up soon, I have the next two songs picked out but any requests after that I will try and fit them in. thanks again xxx