Title: Babes In The Wood
Author: Meg Lewtan
Link to story: Not online, AFAIK. Can be found on the Proslib CD.
Permission to archive the rec/review at Palely Loitering: Yes
I am a sucker for stories that see the lads through a third person’s eyes, and this story ticks all the boxes for me as it’s told from Lucas’s POV. Meg Lewtan gives both Lucas and McCabe some backstory and fleshes out the characters somewhat, although Lucas, as narrator, gets more attention than McCabe. They’re the new kids on the block, recently accepted onto the A squad, and they’re teamed with Murphy and Bodie for their first few assignments. The Bodie that they meet is not the usual Bodie of fanfiction – he’s cold, emotionless, almost robotic in the way he performs his job. Their first meeting left Lucas shaken:
The other man didn’t move. His eyes ranged over us and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I’ve seen cold eyes in my time and his had to be the coldest. Menacing just wasn’t in it. This one was a bastard, pure and simple. He was not as tall as Murphy but he was solid. Black hair cropped short, very fair skin and good looks didn’t do a thing to soften the impression of lethal bad temper I was receiving. It was a long time since I felt so intimidated.
The scene in the pub towards the end is my favourite part of this tale; it’s the part that I go back to again and again. Doyle, who up to this point has been remarkably absent from the narrative, joins Lucas, McCabe and Murphy for a drink:
…I was on the point of deciding I would make an attempt to be sociable with Bodie when a cheerful voice said, “Ullo, Murph.”
Full of confidence and sure of a welcome, the stranger sat down on the bench beside me.
Murphy smiled warmly. “Ray! When did you get back?”
“Just now. What’s all this?” He inspected our whisky cheekily. “Did we get a pay rise?”
And then Bodie joins them:
Three yards from our group, he caught sight of Doyle and I saw him falter for an instant. Uncertainty flashed across his features, then his eyes narrowed. His expression changed and what finally settled on his face wasn’t a smile. It was as though every muscle beneath his pale skin loosened, transforming the characteristic arrogance and hardness into something completely unexpected. Relief and pleasure flooded into his eyes and by the time he reached us, even his bearing had altered.
He stood still, gazing down at Doyle for ten seconds before he spoke. “Hello, Ray,” he said softly and actually smiled.
Meg wrote a sequel to this story, Preconceived Notions, but Babes In The Wood is by far the better tale in my opinion. I hope I’ve whetted your appetite for this story rather than spoiling it for you. Go, read, enjoy!
Author: Meg Lewtan
Link to story: Not online, AFAIK. Can be found on the Proslib CD.
Permission to archive the rec/review at Palely Loitering: Yes
I am a sucker for stories that see the lads through a third person’s eyes, and this story ticks all the boxes for me as it’s told from Lucas’s POV. Meg Lewtan gives both Lucas and McCabe some backstory and fleshes out the characters somewhat, although Lucas, as narrator, gets more attention than McCabe. They’re the new kids on the block, recently accepted onto the A squad, and they’re teamed with Murphy and Bodie for their first few assignments. The Bodie that they meet is not the usual Bodie of fanfiction – he’s cold, emotionless, almost robotic in the way he performs his job. Their first meeting left Lucas shaken:
The other man didn’t move. His eyes ranged over us and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I’ve seen cold eyes in my time and his had to be the coldest. Menacing just wasn’t in it. This one was a bastard, pure and simple. He was not as tall as Murphy but he was solid. Black hair cropped short, very fair skin and good looks didn’t do a thing to soften the impression of lethal bad temper I was receiving. It was a long time since I felt so intimidated.
The scene in the pub towards the end is my favourite part of this tale; it’s the part that I go back to again and again. Doyle, who up to this point has been remarkably absent from the narrative, joins Lucas, McCabe and Murphy for a drink:
…I was on the point of deciding I would make an attempt to be sociable with Bodie when a cheerful voice said, “Ullo, Murph.”
Full of confidence and sure of a welcome, the stranger sat down on the bench beside me.
Murphy smiled warmly. “Ray! When did you get back?”
“Just now. What’s all this?” He inspected our whisky cheekily. “Did we get a pay rise?”
And then Bodie joins them:
Three yards from our group, he caught sight of Doyle and I saw him falter for an instant. Uncertainty flashed across his features, then his eyes narrowed. His expression changed and what finally settled on his face wasn’t a smile. It was as though every muscle beneath his pale skin loosened, transforming the characteristic arrogance and hardness into something completely unexpected. Relief and pleasure flooded into his eyes and by the time he reached us, even his bearing had altered.
He stood still, gazing down at Doyle for ten seconds before he spoke. “Hello, Ray,” he said softly and actually smiled.
Meg wrote a sequel to this story, Preconceived Notions, but Babes In The Wood is by far the better tale in my opinion. I hope I’ve whetted your appetite for this story rather than spoiling it for you. Go, read, enjoy!
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Date: 2008-10-26 09:19 pm (UTC)I've not re-read the sequel because I remember being less than impressed with it, although Lucas and McCabe fans might enjoy. But the original - like you said. A keeper. That pub scene - I love it.
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