I've read and enjoyed many Pros Christmas stories, and this one is one of my favorites.
Like a Thunderstorm by Callisto
Doyle is injured during an op, and Bodie is off working with other agents.
It's not looking like a good Christmas for our lads!
Here is a little glimpse, a phone conversation between Doyle and Bodie, when Bodie manages a quick call to Doyle.
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“Shut it, you. You are not the one wearing a brick.”
“True, but then you’re not the one drinking the piss Anson calls tea and living with McCabe’s feet for three days.”
Sounds of a scuffle intervened, then a “geroff!” as words and jeers got muffled while Bodie fended off either Anson or McCabe. Doyle’s hand tightened on the receiver just as his throat constricted and he knew he had to get off the phone. Fast.
“Listen, call me when you get back, yeah? Just...I have to go, Bodie. I’ll see you.”
“Ray, wait-”
Doyle clicked the receiver back into place, let out a small woosh of air and wondered what the hell had just happened. Self-pity and pills were his first guess, since no one in their right mind would get emotional over tea and feet.
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But things get better! Enjoy! :)
Like a Thunderstorm by Callisto
Doyle is injured during an op, and Bodie is off working with other agents.
It's not looking like a good Christmas for our lads!
Here is a little glimpse, a phone conversation between Doyle and Bodie, when Bodie manages a quick call to Doyle.
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“Shut it, you. You are not the one wearing a brick.”
“True, but then you’re not the one drinking the piss Anson calls tea and living with McCabe’s feet for three days.”
Sounds of a scuffle intervened, then a “geroff!” as words and jeers got muffled while Bodie fended off either Anson or McCabe. Doyle’s hand tightened on the receiver just as his throat constricted and he knew he had to get off the phone. Fast.
“Listen, call me when you get back, yeah? Just...I have to go, Bodie. I’ll see you.”
“Ray, wait-”
Doyle clicked the receiver back into place, let out a small woosh of air and wondered what the hell had just happened. Self-pity and pills were his first guess, since no one in their right mind would get emotional over tea and feet.
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But things get better! Enjoy! :)
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Date: 2020-12-05 04:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-05 04:49 pm (UTC)The section you picked out is her at her best.
Thanks for the great choice!
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Date: 2020-12-05 05:46 pm (UTC)This is a story I reread quite often.
Thank you!
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Date: 2020-12-05 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-05 06:50 pm (UTC)