Pros fic - Ladder of Secrets by Slantedlight

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hyael45 posted a rather inspiring pic to her lj this morning, featuring two of my favourite characters - our Doyle, and Don De Marco, from Ladder of Swords. She also started off her post by saying Our little Raymond has a secret. A brother... and my head was mulling on that all day, and finally I couldn't resist... *g* It's not quite where she was going (which means that's another story for someone to write one day! *g*) but I hope it's okay...


Ladder of Secrets
by Slantedlight
A Pros/Ladder of Swords crossover

“Northumberland.”

“That’s right.”

“You’re in Northumberland.”

“Your hearing’s got better any road.”

Doyle took a deep, patient breath. “And what do you want me to do about it?”

“You never were much good at guessin’”.

“Ah look, it’s two in the morning…”

“Countin’s still strong.”

Another, deeper, breath. It had always been like this, it would apparently always be like this. “I’ll ‘ave to ask the boss.”

“You do that, our kid.”

And that was that. Click, burrrrr.

Beside him Bodie stirred, as though he might wake, and Doyle froze. Bodie’d woken when the phone rang of course, and Doyle would have sworn blue he was awake for most of the call, but now…? A slight huff into the night, and Bodie scrunched the corner of the pillow, and then he was quiet again, lulled by Doyle’s voice, by the comfort of still being in bed, and no one pulling on holsters or confirming orders.

Bodie’d be awake in half a second, if there was something to wake for. When there wasn’t…

That made it harder to leave him, of course.

o0o

( Dawn had long since broken... )