Bodie let himself into his flat and rested heavily against the door frame. Doyle remained in the hallway, seething. The op had been a bust. The IRA had been ready for them and all CI5’s planning had dissolved into a fire-fight that had left Bodie bloody and nearly killed, two agents in hospital and Cowley looking to place the blame.
“You coming in, or are you going to stand there and decorate the entryway?”
Doyle didn’t respond, but he came in, closed the door and leaned against it.
Bodie closed his eyes and waited for Doyle’s rage to combust. He had put himself in danger to save Ray from a bullet and Doyle had lit into him fiercely the entire way back to HQ; and then again on the ride here.
His back to Doyle, shoulders stiff, Bodie sighed. “Get on with it, Ray. I know I messed up. I should have let them shoot you, but-,” Bodie’s voice cracked a little, “but you and I both know I will never let that happen, yeah?”
He heard Doyle take in a deep breath and turned to face his partner’s ire. He stepped back in surprise.
The anger is his partner’s eyes had turned to – something else. A look that simmered with heat, that scalded Bodie and kindled a desire that confused him. Doyle couldn’t want - didn’t fancy him. It was something Bodie had longed for but had never expected to flare up – but now, the flame in those green eyes was saying maybe Bodie had it wrong...
Doyle slowly crossed to where he stood. His footsteps were light on the floor and his eyes never left Bodie’s face. He looked at him without a smile and Bodie watched warily as Doyle slowly raised a hand to his bloody temple. The fingers gently traced the burn left there by the bullet’s path.
Confused, Bodie asked, voice shaky, “What’s all this in aid of, Ray?”
“I can’t lose you, Bodie.” Doyle leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. “I won’t lose you.”
Bodie felt all the smouldering emotions between them set aflame with Doyle’s reply.
“Where you off to, Raymond?” “Have to see ‘the queen’, don’t I?” “Ross?” “Ross. A total waste of time if you ask me.” “Nah. Can be fun if you play it right.” “And then get meself thrown out of CI5. No thanks.” “You’re taking it way too seriously, mate.” “So, Dr Bodie, what do you suggest?” “Tell her what she wants to hear - that you’re an immortal psychotic killer-” “That’s immoral, you berk.” “-with penchant for a bit of the other with your partner.” “You’re mad!” “Exactly what she’ll think.” “And where does that leave us when she tells Cowley?” “At his ever so tender mercy.” “And he won’t be bothered by a word of it!” ‘Because it’s exactly why he hired us!” “I sometimes think I don’t give you enough credit.” “I find that many people tend to do that.” “Your optimistic estimation of the outcome is out of character. I thought you were a cynic.” “A cynic is just an idealist with unusually high standards.” “Bah. I’ll give you the high and the unusual.” “You wound me.” “So, you really think this is the way to handle Ross?” “Are you nuts? Cowley’ll have our guts for garters!”
Is anyone else getting notices via their e-mail to reset their password? I've had 8 of them in the last 12 hours and was wondering if it's only me?
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I haven't used the link and did contact A03 support.
I'm asking those who love the outdoors to post a picture on your page. A picture that YOU took. Just a pic. No description. The goal is to regain peace and harmony without negativity. Please copy the text, put a picture on YOUR page, and let's look at these beautiful pictures.
Today was supposed to be spent sorting out a mess at work. (Can't people either read their Standard Operating Procedures or ASK QUESTIONS??!!) But - winter finally arrived (bringing 12 inches of snow - so far!) and the lab is closed. :-) It was 67 degrees here on Wednesday - Friday we get a snow storm. Climate change anyone?
Anyway - since I didn't get to go to work, I played with some new software. Here is an early attempt at creating word clouds for Pros.
There was nothing Bodie loved more than a twelve hour stake out in the middle of a cold January night. Especially a twelve hour stake out with a twitchy, bored Doyle. Boots propped on the dash, fingers tapping an arbitrary rhythm on a tightly clad denimed thigh, Doyle gulped noisily from a beaker of tea. The last straw for Bodie was the burp.
“You’re a right annoying git, you know that?” Bodie turned to face his partner. “’m surprised you weren’t drowned at birth.”
Doyle sneezed and wiped his hand on his jacket’s sleeve.
Bodie stared, appalled. “Definitely someone only a mother could love,” he stated with certainty.
“She didn’t.” Doyle twisted in the seat so he faced Bodie. “But you do.” His smile was all teeth and brass.
Silence filled the car. Bodie closed his eyes and swallowed hard, mumbling under his breath, “God help me, but I do.”
“Eh?” Doyle’s eyes opened wide.
“Well someone has to. As your partner, I guess that onerous burden falls to me.”
“Oh. Yeah.” There was a bit of hurt in Doyle’s voice when he replied. “I suppose so.”
Bodie sighed. “What’s wrong?”
Doyle shook his head. “Nothing.”
Bodie rolled his eyes and waited. He knew his Doyle.
Sitting up straighter in his seat, Doyle turned away and spoke to the window.
“Thought maybe it was more ‘an that.”
“More than what?”
“Just bein’ partners.”
“You know it is.”
Doyle’s head tipped towards Bodie. The corner of his lip twitched. “Of course I know it is.” He picked up his tea and took a deep slurp. “After all, what’s not to love?”
Need a chocolate fix, but there's none in the house? Dying for chocolate cake or a brownie and don't have the time to spend?
Give this a try: One minute Brownie in a Mug! It's true! (it's on the internet so it has to be, right - at least that's what my kids tell me *g*) and it is chocolate-satisfyingly delicious:
In a coffee mug (at least 12 oz) mix 2 table-spoons of melted butter, 2-table spoons of water (being a rebel, I used milk instead), 1/4 tsp vanilla (I used 1/2 teaspoon), 4 tbs of sugar, 2 tbs unsweet cocoa powder; 4 tbs all purpose flour and a dash of salt. Whisk it all together and stick it in the microwave for 60 - 90 seconds. Instant gratification on your spoon! (but be careful - it is hot.)
Does anyone know [or know of a source to find] the Agent call numbers for the other CI5 agents - like Anson, Lake, Pennington, Stuart, Jax, Susan, Ruth, Phillip and the "CI5" man (*g*)in Purge? Any help will be appreciated!