May Day - Part 20

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

“It’s Saturday,” Doyle pointed out. “Civil servants don’t work weekends.”

“Well, these ones do, if they want to stay civil servants,” Bodie declared, clearing a space on the table. “Come on Ray, we’d best get remembering. No way are they having two for the price of one.”

"Not when we're the two," Doyle agreed, tilting his chair back so that he could reach the sideboard drawer, and passing Bodie paper and pen. Then he picked up the phone.

o0o

Two hours and several rather loud phone conversations later, there was a knock at the door and a tousled Murphy frowning at them, pushing a manilla folder into Bodie's hands as he shoved his way into the flat.

"Seven thirty on a Saturday morning? It's obscene, that's what it is!"

"Not as obscene as the Minister's Under Under Under Secretary seemed to think," Bodie said with a smirk, nodding towards Doyle who was still dealing with an irrate civil servant.

Murphy perked up. "Yeah? Wonder who he was under at the time?"

"Doyle's guess got him some answers, so I somehow don't think it was his wife."

"Not with a voice that deep," Doyle agreed, replacing the receiver, closing his eyes, and stretching out in his chair, crisp white shirt tightening across his chest, the clean jeans Bodie'd seen him pull on not half an hour before faded and already creased in all the right places...

Bodie watched appreciatively, until he realised Murph'd caught him at it. "Coffee?" he asked quickly, passing Doyle the folder. "Least we can do after all the effort you've put in!" He slapped Murphy's arm as he walked past him to the kitchen. "All that driving to HQ and having to ask Shelley to pass you the file!"

"Berk," Murph called back good-naturedly, "Had to drive over here as well, didn't I?"

Bodie filled the kettle and spooned coffee into three cups, half listening to the conversation behind him, half racing ahead through the day to come. Now they had the list of guests and a photograph of each one they could track down Doyle's contact, see what he knew. Foley wasn't someone Bodie'd met before, and Doyle seemed half-reluctant to let him out of the bag, so that should be interesting in all kinds of ways. Always good to see what came crawling out of Doyle's past - and generally more useful than not. Brownie'd gone scuttling back in there after his stint on the crane, and no number of inducements had brought him forth again - but maybe this Foley would be different.

"Cowley's got me on a pick up from Gatwick," Murphy was saying, as Bodie handed him a steaming mug, "But he's got Tom White covering the two of you from eight this morning."

"Who was on nightshift?" Doyle asked, taking his coffee from Bodie's outstretched hand, so that their fingers brushed and Bodie felt the spark run through both of them. It was like being a teenager again, this. Ridiculous. But good, a small voice screamed at him joyously inside, it was good. He'd thought that internal grin would fade away if he had sex with Doyle often enough, but it was still there, after all this time - like the way he felt at the end of a shoot out, when they'd survived against the odds yet again. The world was his, and it always would be... He caught Doyle's eyes on him, felt a smile threatening and changed it into a quick nod, turned back to hear Murph's answer.

"Chappell. Except the poor bastard dropped off around three, didn't check in on schedule. He'll be standing in front of the Cow any minute now..."

Doyle grunted. "Kids. No stamina..."

"Speaking of which," Bodie nudged him, eyed Murphy, "Isn't it about time you cleared off and let us get on with the real work?"

Murphy rolled his eyes, swallowed the rest of his coffee in a single, long gulp, and raised first two fingers, then his hand in farewell.

"Foley first?" Bodie said hopefully, even as the door closed, taking the pictures from Doyle and flicking through them quickly. He looked up in time to see Doyle nod, finished his own coffee, and reached for his jacket.

Comments

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

When what to her wondering eyes did appear? Plot! :D

Really like Bodie's observations of Doyle -- nice outfit -- and the easy interaction with Murphy.

Thanks!

[callistosh65.livejournal.com]

You got the plot going again - yay you! Love the ease among them all here - and that brush of fingers, and Bodie's reaction as he hands Doyle his coffee, just made me melt...

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

HA - I SMELL PLOT!!! You got the lads going again - yay! I just love how Bodie has forgotten all the anger from the night before and is just happy to be with Doyle *G* Very nice interaction with Murph too - thanks for bringing him back in again *G*

Now I'm deadly curious about this Foley guy (like Michael Foley the wrestler?) and what might be revealed from Doyle's past. Sorry - but I suck at plotting. As soon as you need another car chase, shoot-out or brawl I'll jump in willingly *G*

[heliophile-oxon.livejournal.com]

This plot is working out so well! We really do have great minds thinking - not alike, but in wonderful concordance here! Cleverly moved on - and I love the way Bodie thinks about the chance to get more glimpses of Doyle's past, too. Not to mention that electricity between them .... oh yeah.

[ankaree.livejournal.com]

Very clever plot. Nice interaction between Murphy and B/D. And you definitely have my curiousity up about Foley and Ray's past. Great job! Thanks!

[solosundance.livejournal.com]

oooh you clever plotterer you *g* Am on tenterhooks to see who goes where with this ... me I'm waiting for a suitable moment to introduce ... oh, a car crash or something or perhaps Tiddles :-)

[sc-fossil.livejournal.com]

You've got things are moving forward again. Cool. I'm anxious to see what happens next. And hope for more action and hot sex.

[callistosh65.livejournal.com]

Tiddles!!! Go on, I double dare ya..*g*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Hee - well, I just carried on where hambelandjemima too us - she's the one who really got us out of bed and back into plot! *g*

*waits impatiently for someone else to claim*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Lol - hambelandjemima did really, I just carried on! But yeay for them being easy together (well, you can't have the make up sex and much talk about their relationship etc and then not have them easy together for a while, right?!) And I figure that even blokes don't just have good sex and then immediately forget about it.. *g*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Lol - see above about the plot!

I love that no one seems to have noticed that although I brought Murphy back briefly, I also sent him off on another job entirely so that he can't bug them for a while... *g*

Shall bear in mind your action predeliction!

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Yeah, so far so good - I'm just impatient for more! How come no one's claimed yet?! *looks you up and down hopefully*

*g*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Curiosity is good! Now we just have to hope someone'll fulfill it! *g*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Lol - you action-y doll you... although - oooh, car crash... h/c galore... *wanders off into happy reverie*

*realises how sick that sounds and comes back*

And ha - Tiddles. Though I promise, if it gets too cat-y I will make this a death fic... *g*

Yours sincerely
non-pet-ish person
*g*
(except for The Gift of the Moggy, cos that's genius. *g*)

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

I'm anxious too!

*eyes dialj-ers sternly*

*g*

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

Oh, we can always have The Cow change his mind and send Murphy back after the lads *G*

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

Don't you dare turning this into a death fic! I enjoy this too much to jump out in the middle *GLARES*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes*

Of the cat. Deathfic for the cat. Plus I said too cat-y.

Dinna panic!

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Because Cowley is famous for changing his mind..? *g*

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

Okok. It's just that I don't trust you entirely on this...

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

All it needs are a few glasses of PMS and he will *G*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Oh gawd no - I can't go with Cowley-the-stoopidly-drunk, I really can't!

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Oh go on, take the risk - life's an adventure, right? (Even if we're adventuring in the first place by writing stories about blokes who (shhhh) never really existed... *g*)

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

Hehe, good to know. If you promise not to kill the lads I promise not to write stoopidly drunk Cowley *EG*

[schnuffi.livejournal.com]

*SNICKER* You're definitely right on that one...

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

*g*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I promise nothing fic-wise, ever. *g*

Bodie's firefight grin wouldn't be half as gorgeous if he knew it was all going to turn out okay...

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

Excellent instalment. I love how you carried on from the last part seamlessly :D

And Doyle, with his crisp white shirt tightening across his chest... well, I had to have a moment or two to consider that image! *g*

Banter, plot moving on, and someone to question.... who's up for the next part????

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Hee! I have to say, I quite like the thought of his crisp white shirt tightening too! I tried to do something equivalent with his jeans, but... *shakes head sadly*

I want to know who's up for the next part too! We've only got about 10 days to wrap it all up! If no one else jumps in I shall think bugger it and have another go myself... So if you're feeling write-y... *g*

[hambelandjemima.livejournal.com]

I tried to do something equivalent with his jeans, but... *shakes head sadly*
Maybe that's because Bodie is the only one to get Doyle's jeans to tighten? Just sayin'...

I was absolutely determined not to have another go, seeing as how I nearly killed the story (twice!), but I'm not very good at willpower. I can hear you sniggering, Mikey!!! I'm not saying yes yet, though.

Obviously I'd like others to have a go, especially as I'm still a relatively new writer in this fandom, but as you say we only have ten days left, and I for one need a conclusion (of sorts!). I don't necessarily need a happy ending - I'm okay with ambiguous and open endings too...

This Foley character - is he from your imagination or has he been introduced in canon? I have seen all the eps, but I don't always remember names. I know Brownie though.

Maybe if we mention deathfic again, we'll get someone to take on the next part *looks around innocently*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

You didn't nearly kill the story, it's just that everyone's being so slow this time around! *sniffs* See if I let 'em loose on a round robin again soon. *sniffs again*

Have another go! If you don't I will! I want a conclusion too, but there's lots going on, and I'd kind of like to at least have it all rounded up (though the ending can still be all open and tantalising - but that's different to being unfinished! *whinges*)

Foley is totally my imagination! I think you need to see all the eps again. Clearly. Several times. Go! No - go watch the lads being gorgeous together, I insist. *g*

Then come back and write the next bit. *g*

[kiwisue.livejournal.com]

I really loved this part:
"Who was on nightshift?" Doyle asked, taking his coffee from Bodie's outstretched hand, so that their fingers brushed and Bodie felt the spark run through both of them. It was like being a teenager again, this. Ridiculous. But good, a small voice screamed at him joyously inside, it was good. He'd thought that internal grin would fade away if he had sex with Doyle often enough, but it was still there, after all this time - like the way he felt at the end of a shoot out, when they'd survived against the odds yet again. The world was his, and it always would be... He caught Doyle's eyes on him, felt a smile threatening and changed it into a quick nod, turned back to hear Murph's answer.

Oh I wish I could do something but not until Saturday (Friday night lads time) at least. But somebody (several somebodies) could have a go before then, think up lots of double-barrelled and foreign named types for them to interview and 101 ways to do away with cats interesting clues to go after. And a car chase or fight scene for Schnuffi of course.

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Having to claim me own sequel...

*wanders off, rolling eyes*

*promptly trips over*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Thank you! And I shall be looking forward to Saturday - we've only got about a week to finish the thing now! *g*