Entry tags:
Fitness First, by bistokids (PG)
Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Gen
Length: 3900 words.
Author on LJ:
bistokids
Author Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
bistokids is another one of my very favourite Life on Mars writers. She completely nails the character voices every time, has wonderful banter, a great vocabulary and just lovely humorous or thought provoking stories. This could quite easily be a deleted sequence within the series and it makes me grin just thinking about it. There is a slashy Sam/Gene subtext, but no more than in the actual show and there are some killer lines. It works on a simple premise; what happens when Sam decides he, Gene, Ray and Chris need to 'get fit'?
If the outward journey had been quiet, it was nothing in comparison to the oppressive silence that now fell on the occupants of the Cortina. Ray, knowing it would wind the DI up, was leaning an elbow nonchalantly on the open window frame, chain-smoking. Chris slumped disconsolately against the opposite window, trying not to catch anyone's eye. Gene drove, aggressively, gloved hands clenched around the steering wheel as if trying to choke the life out of it, eyes firmly fixed straight ahead. And Sam bristled, radiating disgust and disapproval in almost tangible waves. It came as no surprise to anyone that the DI was the first to speak.
"Well? Would anyone like to share their feelings about that fiasco?"
Nobody, it seemed, felt like sharing. The lack of response did nothing to calm Sam, who carried on at a slightly higher volume.
"You lot are bloody pathetic. Unfit, out of condition - look at yourselves." A pause, for dramatic effect. Chris obediently looked at himself. Gene and Ray seemed unaware that any sound had been made. Sam ploughed on regardless.
"It's a bloody miracle that you ever catch anyone. You do realise that if any of you actually considered exercising once in a while, the clear-up rate might just expand to include all those criminals who don't stand still and say 'Here I am, officer, please come and arrest me now'."
Fitness First
Pairing: Gen
Length: 3900 words.
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
If the outward journey had been quiet, it was nothing in comparison to the oppressive silence that now fell on the occupants of the Cortina. Ray, knowing it would wind the DI up, was leaning an elbow nonchalantly on the open window frame, chain-smoking. Chris slumped disconsolately against the opposite window, trying not to catch anyone's eye. Gene drove, aggressively, gloved hands clenched around the steering wheel as if trying to choke the life out of it, eyes firmly fixed straight ahead. And Sam bristled, radiating disgust and disapproval in almost tangible waves. It came as no surprise to anyone that the DI was the first to speak.
"Well? Would anyone like to share their feelings about that fiasco?"
Nobody, it seemed, felt like sharing. The lack of response did nothing to calm Sam, who carried on at a slightly higher volume.
"You lot are bloody pathetic. Unfit, out of condition - look at yourselves." A pause, for dramatic effect. Chris obediently looked at himself. Gene and Ray seemed unaware that any sound had been made. Sam ploughed on regardless.
"It's a bloody miracle that you ever catch anyone. You do realise that if any of you actually considered exercising once in a while, the clear-up rate might just expand to include all those criminals who don't stand still and say 'Here I am, officer, please come and arrest me now'."
Fitness First
