"Hello? Ruby? Leah? Vj?" Charlie called into the empty house to be greeted with the familiar sound of silence and the familiar note that all three were out. Glancing at the table Charlie picked the hand written note up and acknowledged that Leah and Vj were having dinner with Miles and Ruby was at Aprils. Charlie plonked herself down on the couch and turned on the TV ready for another night filled with loneliness. Work was quiet at the moment, almost too boring to even bother turning up. But it was more exciting than her social life which consisted of watching TV on her own. She missed the time she spent with Angelo, although the pair had agreed their relationship had run it's course, she couldn't help feel jealous whenever she saw him, that she let him go. But at least they stayed good friends always ringing each other when the other was in need. Speaking of which, her phone rang. Charlie opened the phone to see Angelo's name staring back at her. She answered it immediately.

"Angelo" she softly spoke into the phone to be greeted with loud screams and jeers from the receiving end. Angelo replied worriedly.

"Charlie are you in work?" he enquired praying for a yes.

"Just got in" Charlie replied.

"So you're still in your uniform?" Angelo stupidly asked.

"Nah we thought it'd be fun to have a dress up day" she sarcastically replied but Angelo took no notice. "Of course I'm in my uniform"

"Good I kinda need your help" he spoke with an urgent tone. Charlie sat up straight.

"Haven't you got the old cop outfit somewhere?" she cheekily replied. "Surely you didn't throw it away when you brought the restaurant?"

"Charlie this isn't a time for jokes" Angelo sighed as the sounds of smashed glass became out of control.

"Let me guess, somebody didn't like the tapas you made. Told you, you should have had an Italian restaurant" she smiled not wanting to hang up.

"Something much worse. The river boys have arrived in town"

Charlie gasped having already heard the tales of the unruly pack of men or as Charlie referred to them as immature little boys as they took over Mangrove River. Now they were in Summer Bay and if Charlie knew the river boys then they wouldn't be going anywhere fast.

"Okay Angelo I'm on my way" she firmly replied hanging up the phone and heading out the door.

After a quick walk she paced up the stairs in her cop uniform panting a little as she heard the loud noises from downstairs in the surf club. Charlie groaned using her mobile to quickly call for backup. She arrived in Angelo's to see the place almost in ruins, people picking fights, drinking, chatting up girls and saw Angelo desperately trying to break up a few of the fights. Charlie sympathised with him. He was always too soft to be a mean copper. Whilst staring at Angelo unbeknown to her the leader of the gang stood gazing at her. Darryl Braxton aka Brax. Never one to admit that he'd find a copper hot but to him Charlie was something different. She had a small petite figure and gorgeous brown hair although he wasn't sure of the length with her hair hurriedly being tied up into a bun. Noticing some of his friends were beginning to jeer at her he stood up and addressed them.

"Hey hey. Knock it off ay?" he sternly pushed one of the boys back. Charlie wondered if they were going to fight next. But the boy he'd pushed back just turned away. Brax smirked, used to being top dog after all. His brother Heath stood at the bar chatting to some blonde chick that happened to be Charlie's best friend Bianca. Charlie walked over to where Bianca was sternly telling heath nicely to go away.

"Oh who called the pigs?" Heath demanded as he smacked his glass onto the bar. Angelo glared at him. "It was you wasn't it Rosetta couldn't hack it as a cop so had to call backup" he turned to Charlie and grinned. "Although she's easy on the eye" he winked. Charlie ignored this and turned to Bianca.

"You alright?" she asked and Bianca nodded in reply. Excusing herself she walked out of the bar leaving just Charlie, Angelo and the river boys. Brax sat back down in the booth enjoying the fights and trouble they were causing around him but for some reason he couldn't stop looking at that bloody copper. She was possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. But she glared back at him in disgust, due to the agro his pack were causing her ex boyfriend.

"Mr Braxton can I have a word outside?" Brax snapped out of gazing at her to see that she'd stood right beside him. Brax nodded. He followed her out to where the police car stood.

"Really you felt it was necessary to bring a police car?" he laughed cockily but she didn't respond.

"And you felt it was necessary to trash a restaurant?" she replied back. Brax took his eyes off her, trying not to blush because she'd said more than two words to him.

"We're just having a good time" he said.

"Can't you do it somewhere else?" she rolled her eyes. "Otherwise I'll call for back-up and see that you're all arrested and-"

She was cut off as her lips connected with Brax's. She closed her eyes and responded momentarily before breaking off. Brax smiled sheepishly, praying for a damn good reaction. Instead he got.

"Darryl Braxton. You're under arrest"