May Day! Part 25
May. 25th, 2008 05:43 pm
“Doesn’t she live…?”
“Five minutes away.” Bodie indicated with a jerk of his head behind them. “That way.”
“What are we waiting for then,
“She won’t be up yet.”
“So we wake her,” Doyle growled, and Bodie saw a flash of impatience cross his partner’s face. “Come on, Bodie. Cynthia or Williston? Cynthia’s place is nearer; we see her, find out why she took the photos and then go see Williston.”
“I don’t like any of this, Ray.” He started the Audi and let the engine tick over for a bit.
“It’s not the first time we’ve been done over by a girlfriend,” Doyle shrugged.
“You’d think we’d have learned our lesson by now, regarding the weaker sex,” Bodie observed, tapping the steering wheel.
“My experience with the stronger sex hasn’t exactly been all plain sailing either,” Doyle replied curtly, then let out a breath and smiled, turning to his partner. “Present company excepted, though, sunshine.”
“You just love me for my u-turns,” Bodie smirked, executing a perfect one hundred and eighty in the road, before accelerating towards the establishment of Cynthia Wyndham-Smythe.
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The Honourable Miss Cynthia Wyndham-Smythe was annoyed at being woken on a Saturday before noon and let both partners know using language that Doyle had never heard before and which brought back fond memories of barrack-room hi-jinks for Bodie. His chuckles brought forth further blasphemy and Doyle silenced him with a glare that would melt icebergs at the North Pole.
In between curses, Cynthia let them know that Maurice Seaton (who, incidentally, was a rather frightful chum of Daddy’s – they’d been at
She gave them other names – people she’d taken photographs of for Seaton – but she had absolutely no idea why he wanted them. Perhaps he had a dartboard, she suggested, before closing her stylishly buffed front door, leaving them standing on the landing.
They took the stairs, each musing over the new information. Outside, Bodie waved cheerily at White as he passed by the building for the umpteenth time, while Doyle stood by the driver’s door of the Audi. He held out his hand. “Give me the keys. I’ll drive.”
“You gonna take care of them this time?” Bodie dug in his pocket for the spare set he’d taken off Doyle the previous day.
“Cross my heart and hope to--”
Doyle caught Bodie’s expression. “Yeah, I’ll take really good care of them. You’ll have to wrestle them off me before I’ll give them up again.”
A gleam came into Bodie’s eyes as he pressed the keys into Doyle’s hand and leaned in close, his breath ruffling Ray’s curls. “Don’t think I wouldn’t try it,” he promised.
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Date: 2008-05-25 05:53 pm (UTC)*waits impatiently for more*
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Date: 2008-05-26 08:16 am (UTC)The lads talking about wrestling is pure romance as far as I'm concerned *g* Of course, actually doing the wrestling is practically a declaration of twoo wuv *g*
*waits with you for next
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Date: 2008-05-26 03:41 pm (UTC)No one's claiming again! *eyes date* Right - me again then...
Oh - love your icon! Gorgeous pics of our lads, nice and simple - good stuff!
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Date: 2008-05-26 02:38 am (UTC)"You just love me for my u-turns,” Bodie smirked Oh yes! :D
Love the way you've kept the threads going too, the continuing reference to White and the return of the keys in such a lads fashion!
Thank you! ♥
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Date: 2008-05-26 08:21 am (UTC)We all love Bodie for his u-turns, don't we? I thought it would be just like him to let their 'tail' know he's been seen and they're not bothered by him. :D
The keys - I'm still hoping there'll be need of those passports at the lock-up (of course, there's one for Doyle there, too ;) ), but there's probably not enough time for that now.
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Date: 2008-05-26 04:42 am (UTC)And Doyle gets back the keys - trust restored, yay! Love the u-turn line *snicker*
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Date: 2008-05-26 08:23 am (UTC)Thanks, schnuffi :)
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