All These Editions of You by Dorcas (R)

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Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Sam Tyler/Gene Hunt
Author on LJ: dorcas_gustine
Author Website: Dorcas's list of fic tags
Why this must be read:

Dorcas, for a very long time, held the record for the longest fic in the community (this is currently being surpassed by two excellent, but unfortunately still Works in Progress, fic) and this one is no exception at over 50,000 words. It's what is commonly known around Manchester as a right rollocking read, full of twists and turns and little side alleys where you're not quite sure you want to go, but are compelled to go.

This is set post 2.08, and contains massive spoilers for the ending of the series. Sam is being transferred back to Hyde, he doesn't want to go. Slash-fic, and there are warnings for Character Death.

Sam cocks his head to the side. "You got Ray, Billy, Lytts, Dave and Nick," he raises five fingers on his left hand, then raises his right one and start the counting on that, as well. "I get Chris, Annie, Ed and Phil," he looks down at his hands with a mock-surprised expression. "That’s four!" he points at Parkman. "He’s mine."

This is gonna take a while, so Gene grabs a chair and sits down, slamming his palms down on the table. "Technically he’s not working here, yet," he says. "And he’s gonna take your place, so we could say he’s you. And since I’m the Guv around here and you, Tyler, are mine-" huh, and that doesn't come out that well, in his head it doesn’t sound so queer "-I win, he’s mine. Hand him over."

He extends his hand, smirking smugly, and how does it feel to be beaten at your own game, Sammy-boy?

Of course, Tyler is never proven wrong, and just lifts his chin, narrowing his eyes at him, and if he wants to start a glaring completion, he’s found somebody just cut out for the job.

"Uh," the replacement starts. "That was funny, really, if a bit disturbing. You should do cabaret."

All These Editions of You