Gene hunt took a long sip of the bottle of whiskey which he clutched tightly in his firm grip.

"Sammmm…you…gotta…promise me…dat...(Hiccup) you…an...your skirt…won't…ever…ever…ever…end up…like… (Hiccup)…me…an…by…slag!"

He managed to slurr out in-between hiccups.

"Look! GUV I know that it isn't any of my business! But I don't think you should talk about your wife in that way! And I don't appreciate you calling Annie, who may I remind you is also my wife and pregnant with my baby, skirt or any other sexist names you can think up!"

"You're … bloody right …it...ain't...any of…ya business! Nelson…beer!"

He slammed his fists down on the bar. Causing Sam's beer to spill over the edge slightly. After Nelson passed the brew across the table Gene took a huge gulp, before lighting a siggie.

"Look GUV I know you're probably going to tell me to piss off! But I am off home! Annie's probably wondering where I am! And I am sure that your missus is thinking the same! So why don't we finish off our drinks and go!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Don't …you dare…leave…or ya…sacked!!!"

He bellowed, Sam gave a sarcastic laugh.

"What! You're more pissed than I thought!"

He said downing the last drop of beer that lay in the bottom of the tankard. Before pulling on his jacket and getting ready to leave. He placed a hand firmly on Gene shoulder.

"Nelson! Look I'm sorry mate but I really gotta go! So you'll have to make him leave! Don't worry at least he can't give you the sack!"

Gene grunted in disgust, before chugging down the last of his beer and ordering another.

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As Sam approached his and Annie's home, he could here there neighbours, Fran and Ian, who they had grown to be good friends with, in a heated argument, which he guessed was about him coming home from the Nelson pissed, only about 10 minuets before he made his way home. Once he entered the flat, he caught sight of Annie sitting on the couch, reading a book on baby names, while caressing her growing stomach, which housed her and Sam's unborn child. He flung his coat on the coat hanger near the door, and kissed the side of her head, before seating himself down next to her, and kissing her again, on the lips this time.

"Hey!"

"Hey! How are you both?"

He asked her smiling from ear to ear.

"Fine! Well apart from being board!"

At that he had to stifle out a laugh, Annie had always been easily board, and apparently her and pregnancy didn't get along very well.

"Well I'd choose boredom over Gene Hunt any day!"

Both giggled before Annie turned back to the book she had previously placed down beside her. She was now eight months pregnant and the excitement in both her and Sam was obvious, and they where now thinking of names.

"So have you had any luck thinking up a name for this little one?"

He asked placing his hand gently on her baby bump.

"Yeah actually! Basher Tyler!"

She joked earning a laugh from her husband.

"To be honest Sam, I don't have a clue, what about you? Have you thought of any?"

"No! I haven't had time to think about it really!"

After dinner, Annie had gone to bed after complaining about tiredness. While Sam stayed up a bit longer thinking of baby names, when it came to him, he was positive what they where going to call the baby if it was a girl, but for now he decided to keep it to himself.

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A/N: hey! Okay so this is my first ever fan fiction! I do realise that it is a very short chapter but I am just kindda setting the scene! I promise that my next chapter will be longer, and a tiny bit better hopefully, I will be so glad for my first ever review!!!!!

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