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Footbridge by MFae NC17
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 8000 words
Author on LJ: none
Author Website: works archived http://www.oblique-publications.net/fandom.html#pros
Why this must be read: Usually, this author is associated with dark themed fic or a pendulum swing to humourous. Instead, I suggest one of the softer gems she has on offer. She displays a great use of words to convey more that the obvious story. This one is my personal favorite.
Assigned to mind their boss,on Burn's Night, no less, it's not what they expected, whatsoever.
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Mind you, he really didn’t know why he was even bothering trying to keep track of the game: if Doyle was rapidly succumbing to the wonderful world of alcoholic haze, then Cowley was quite rapidly succumbing to his own personal decanter of whisky. Which was, Bodie noted with a not altogether theatrical gulp, almost empty.
Pity the poor liver, he thought to himself …
Footbridge
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 8000 words
Author on LJ: none
Author Website: works archived http://www.oblique-publications.net/fandom.html#pros
Why this must be read: Usually, this author is associated with dark themed fic or a pendulum swing to humourous. Instead, I suggest one of the softer gems she has on offer. She displays a great use of words to convey more that the obvious story. This one is my personal favorite.
Assigned to mind their boss,on Burn's Night, no less, it's not what they expected, whatsoever.
Jump in :
Mind you, he really didn’t know why he was even bothering trying to keep track of the game: if Doyle was rapidly succumbing to the wonderful world of alcoholic haze, then Cowley was quite rapidly succumbing to his own personal decanter of whisky. Which was, Bodie noted with a not altogether theatrical gulp, almost empty.
Pity the poor liver, he thought to himself …
Footbridge