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murphybabe
Wordcount: ~809
Relationship: Slash
ProsLib: Yes please - I'll send it

Notes: apologies that this is very rushed. I ran out of time as I've been a bit under the weather so I have had to cobble the ending together, as is fairly obvious. Sorry. May you and your loved ones all have a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.

murphybabe

Ahem. Some apologies first.

1) for my previous effort, and upsetting a few people. For future reference, I don't write death fic. If I kill someone off in fic, that's it. They're gone forever. Early on, I killed poor old Turner off, and I can't ever write about him again. It's in the rules
2) for the contrived title of this one, which of course has to reflect the first one. An alternative might be 'Sunshine on a Rainy Day' Or 'New Year's Ray'. I am so bad at titles :(
3) for the general faffage and more contrivance in both of them, which was mostly to do with word count
4) erm... generally, I'm sorry. It's fluff.

Title: Found at Year's Dawning
Author:

murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Slash (B/D)
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit: Yes, please

murphybabe

I'm sorry, this is not a happy tale :(

But I wish you all a very Happy New Year, and may you and your loved ones have health, happiness and peace in 2016.

Title: Lost at Year's End
Author:

murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Slash (B/D)
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit: Yes, please

murphybabe

Ack - left it too late to do a decent job on this one. I've dithered about not posting it, but I now have several unfinished fics on my hard drive and I have discovered that if left there they tend to linger - there's no such thing as the Finishing Fairy :( So I will post this here, but it does need tidying up a ~~bit~~ lot.

(With grateful thanks to

kiwisue for the image of the 1981 Marathon route, which was the inspiration)

( Accidentally Discovered in the Marathon )

murphybabe

Okay, here is one I prepared earlier *g*

I am writing a new one, honestly I am, but it's taking longer than I hoped it would. Meanwhile, if a recycled fic is acceptable, this one is just a bit dusty and curly round the edges.

( Need to Run )

murphybabe

Okay, let's hope this works because LJ does not love me.

Here is the story of an irritated Bodie on a stake-out with his new partner. Bodie doesn't think they should be on a stake-out, and if Doyle had kept his mouth shut Cowley wouldn't have sent them on this very boring obbo. It's all Doyle's fault...

( Discovered in a... book of saints' days?? )

( Trailer )

murphybabe

Okay, this is pure fluff. My excuse is, it's been a long, emotional day and I needed fluff!

( Just waffle(s) )

( Feeding time at the zoo )

murphybabe

Hello! Are you having a good day today? I hope so ;)

Here's the rest of the story. Summary from yesterday: Bodie and Doyle are at Wholefoods on High St. Kensington. Doyle leaves Bodie sipping coffee upstairs while he goes to shop for a loaf of bread but ends up on his knees with a knife at his throat.

( What happened next... )

murphybabe

Okay, this is your starter. There will be more tomorrow if lj likes me any better than it does today (which is not much). And I'm useless at titles, so this one might change. Let's see how tomorrow's offering progresses *g*

( Stalemate )

( Trailer )

murphybabe

Today I offer you a tale of the lads' anniversary. Enjoy!

( First Date )

( Trailer )

cornishcat.livejournal.com

I'm here to post on behalf of

murphybabe who is currently unable to do it herself and really doesn't want to disappoint on this, the first day of our beautiful calendar.

Here it is! Enjoy. :D

ETA: One aspect that I just hadn't considered when posting for someone else was that all the comments come to me! Please excuse my rudeness if I don't reply... I'll leave that to the fabulous

murphybabe herself.

( On the first day of Christmas... )

byslantedlight.livejournal.com

Posting on behalf of

murphybabe, who is all but internet-less right now - Pros fic! I'm warming the mince pies and pouring the ~~gin~~ ~~mulled wine~~ ~~cup of tea~~ gin all ready...

( Home for Christmas by Murphybabe )

murphybabe

Sleep was sweet. Reluctantly, he surfaced briefly. He caught a flash of green eyes and heard the soothing sound of Doyle raising hell with someone. All was well, and he relaxed back into lethargy.

“What the fuck did they give him?” Demanding, aggressive, caring. A tide of lust curled comfortingly through his belly, and he mumbled indistinctly. His nose was tickled by curls as his partner leaned in to hear what he was saying, and he was overcome by the urge to lick the neck so temptingly presented.

“Hey, sunshine, save it till later.”

Eyes closed, he smiled. Doyle. Home.

Title: Sweet dreams 2
Author: Murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Slash
Archive at ProsLib: yes
Disclaimer: Never mine, no profits were harmed by the making of this drabble…
Notes: For Discovered when you see this after encouraging comments on the first one!

murphybabe

He drifted up from the depths of sleep, content to lie curled in warm safety. The light was softened by the spring-green foliage of the tree outside the window, casting ever-moving shadows on the pale walls. A light breeze brought scents of the climbing rose outside the window, and the rustle and chirp of busy small birds was peaceful. Eyes closed, he smiled. England. Home.

A heavy boot thudded into his ribs, throwing him brokenly against the dank wall. “What the fuck did you give him? We need him to talk!”

Far away, Bodie turned into his partner’s loving embrace.

Title: Sweet dreams
Author: Murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Gen?
Archive at ProsLib: yes
Disclaimer: Never mine, no profits were harmed by the making of this drabble…