May Day! Part Twenty-nine

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

“Oh for fuck's sake!”

 

Bodie paused on his way back to the car and looked back. “What? Come on, they’re getting away!” On seeing his partner’s stony expression, he held out his hands in a conciliatory manner.

 

“Cowley, that’s fuckin’ what!” Doyle exploded. “If he’s playing us for patsies again--”

 

“You’ll what? Resign? We can’t do that, we’re already suspended, remember?” Bodie’s nostrils flared. Why couldn’t Doyle leave it? They had to trust the Old Man or… well, they just had to trust him, didn’t they?

 

“Yeah, so that we can do his dirty work while he keeps his hands clean.”

 

It didn’t surprise Bodie at all that Doyle should know what he was thinking. This was how they worked, how they kept one step ahead of the bad guys … whoever they were.

 

“I don’t like this, Bodie.”

 

“And I do? I was in that photo, too, y’know!”

 

A discreet clearing of the throat reminded them that White was still near. He raised his eyebrows as both agents glared at him. “They’re getting away,” he reminded them, nodding towards to the car park exit and putting his hands on hips, exposing the butt of his gun.

 

“Who, exactly, is getting away?” Doyle asked him, snarling. “The big fish, or the prawns?”

 

“It’s pawns.” Bodie told him.

 

“Eh?”

 

“The saying. It’s pawns in a game of chess.”

 

“Yeah, but prawns are little fish, aren’t they?”

 

White rolled his eyes. “I thought you two were Cowley’s finest,” he sneered. “Is this how you solve your cases? By bickering like kids over silly words?”

 

He blinked and suddenly, Cowley’s finest were in his face, dangerous and menacing.

 

“When we bicker…” Doyle told him and White couldn’t quite see how Bodie had gained the reputation as CI5’s resident madman, because Doyle looked a pretty good contender for the title from where he was standing.

 

“…we’re thinking,” Bodie went on, poking his index finger in White’s forehead with every other word. “And when Doyle starts thinking, it means trouble for the bad guys. Which means…”

 

He turned to Doyle. “What does it mean?”

 

“It means I know where Foley’s going,” Doyle replied, grimly. “My grass. I know him. The bastard.”

 

Bodie stopped prodding White and straightened his lapels, smirking. “We know where Foley’s going,” he whispered, conspiratorially to the shaken agent. He fell into step beside Doyle.

 

“Where are we going, sunshine?”

Comments

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

“Yeah, but prawns are little fish, aren’t they?”
Heeee! Love this!

And - very clever - very sneaky. Still waiting to see where they're going... *g*

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

Perfect, absolutely perfect. Dangerous and menacing + Doyle as the mad man. I always thought Doyle was the meaner one of the two - mainly because he's menacing in that strange detached way as if he didn't care at all.

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Thanks *g* I do enjoy a little banter.

Still waiting to see where they're going...
I thought you knew? Foley's your character, after all! Oh well...

*nudges with pokey-stick, not titanium, like Drayce's, but still effective*

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Ooh, gorgeous icon. Mean and moody...

Yeah, Doyle can be just as dark as Bodie in his actions. He just thinks too much about the consequences.

Glad you liked this :)

[sunray45.livejournal.com]

Oh I did love this. The 'double-act' in full swing and poor White doesn't know what they are on about. Hee!!

Thank you.

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

Nicely played! ♥

Love the prawns bit of course, and I love the way they're swift to turn on White. There's always that "thing" isn't there, where you're allowed to gripe about a loved one but you close ranks fast if there's an attack from the outside.

So, where is Foley going? Hmmm....

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Thank you! No-one ever understands Bodie and Doyle like Bodie and Doyle do. Except for the fanfic writers, of course!

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

There's always that "thing" isn't there, where you're allowed to gripe about a loved one but you close ranks fast if there's an attack from the outside.
Absolutely! These two do it to such good effect.

Where is Foley going? To some dark and distant part of Doyle's past? I dunno...

I'm getting worried. This is due to finish tomorrow, and I only did a short piece to get it going again. Hope someone picks it up.

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Wait, under a cut because of strong language in the first line? You know, if kids are savvy enough to have found their way to ci5hq then the odds are high they've heard strong language before... *g* Do it for length, do it for love, but surely not for "strong language"!

Okay, if no one else is gonna play again, I shall heed the pokey stick... *g* (Although even if it's Saturday midnight it finishes, it's actually Saturday midnight in Pago Pago, which is, for example, erm... 11am Sunday morning, GMT! (Phew!) So there might be a bit more time. Unless you live in Pago Pago... *g*

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

I was thinking more about people checking their flists if they're at work or if they have children in the room. This way they're warned before they click on the link. And all my kids have heard the word being used - that doesn't mean I like the youngest to be exposed to it any more than necessary.

Thank you for taking up the next part :)

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

There all posted! *g*

And if you've managed to keep your flist child/work friendly, then I'm well impressed!

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Lol, I wouldn't go that far. It's just that the word was in the first line and it kind of glared at me *g*

Moving along to the next part...

[callistosh65.livejournal.com]

Hee for the whole prawns/pawns thing! Very much how they interacted in canon with each other. Nicely done.

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Thanks :D I love when whole conversations go along lines like these. The lads are very good at it. :)