where the light bends at the cracks
Yeah, I posted that Never-Will-I-Ever meme, and then without prompting I went and did the main thing that I swore Never-Would-I-Ever write for Pros fandom. I'm going to blame squeeful for it, even though it's not really her fault. How someone can have the cracked-out simulcast we did, and then write this...I don't even know.
Title: We Will Become Silhouettes
Fandom: The Professionals
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle (slash)
Summary: What if the atom bomb couldn't be defused? Drabble.
Warnings: See the lj-cut at the bottom for warnings.
Twenty minutes. It's not enough time to defuse the bomb, not enough time to evacuate...
But it might be enough time to get the damned thing out of the centre of London.
They leave the two bombers cuffed inside the bowling alley, and they drive. Bodie can't help glancing over his shoulder to where the bowling bag sits innocently on the backseat.
Eleven twenty-four. Doyle hauls on the handbrake and brings the Capri to a sliding stop.
"Ray," Bodie says. He catches Doyle by the collar and kisses him for the first
(last)
time.
The world flares bright around them.
Warning: Death fic
Title: We Will Become Silhouettes
Fandom: The Professionals
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle (slash)
Summary: What if the atom bomb couldn't be defused? Drabble.
Warnings: See the lj-cut at the bottom for warnings.
Twenty minutes. It's not enough time to defuse the bomb, not enough time to evacuate...
But it might be enough time to get the damned thing out of the centre of London.
They leave the two bombers cuffed inside the bowling alley, and they drive. Bodie can't help glancing over his shoulder to where the bowling bag sits innocently on the backseat.
Eleven twenty-four. Doyle hauls on the handbrake and brings the Capri to a sliding stop.
"Ray," Bodie says. He catches Doyle by the collar and kisses him for the first
(last)
time.
The world flares bright around them.
Warning: Death fic