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Title: Spring-heeled Jack
Author: Georgina Kirrin
Link to story:
http://jess.inengland.googlepages.com/spring-heeledjack

Warnings: NC-17

 

I’m posting a little early as I have to go out of town this weekend. Hope that's all right!

 

I have to thank PFL for recommending this fic. I was complaining (tiresomely, I don’t doubt) one day about having run out of things to read -- or at least things I thought worth reading -- and to get rid of me quickly, she directed me to Georgina Kirrin’s site and Spring-heeled Jack. I read the story and I loved it. In fact, I have it in a binder paired with Sebastian’s Perfect Day as two of my all-time favourite fics.

 

 

What constitutes a favourite fic for any of us is going to be largely subjective because fics, unlike general fiction, have to appeal to a particular (sometimes even unacknowledged) set of kinks. Mine are generally CI5-based with both lads appearing tough, cool professionals who pretty much like what they do (certainly believe that someone has to do it) -- and do it well. I don’t need a hugely complicated plot as I’m reading these as romance stories. I want realistic characterisations and believable scenarios. And, ideally, I’d like the writing to be of a certain quality, but…I’m a junky and I’m not going to be too fussy about clean needles.

 

With Spring-heeled Jack, I get all of the above -- and some very solid writing. There are a couple of inconsistencies -- a couple of bits of characterization don’t jibe with my own thoughts -- and I’m not sure I understand the dream Bodie has about Doyle, but all in all, this hits the spot and I've read it a number of times -- always with pleasure.

 

The story starts out simply enough. Bodie is getting off a dull obbo and looking forward to spending time with his best mate and usual partner, Doyle.

 

It had been a rotten day -- not bloody, not dangerous, not even particularly active, just dull and uncomfortable. Twelve hours in the unheated, unfurnished attic of 43 Minster View watching the house opposite. Twelve hours of staring down through a pair of binoculars while Jackson sat behind him on the sound recorders. Twelve hours with absolutely nothing happening and nothing to do except listen to that bastard sniffing – a prolonged, juicy, rattling sniff he had had to threaten physical violence to stifle.

 

After a day like that he had been looking forward to a hot bath, a hot meal and a couple of pints with Doyle. Instead he had been ordered back to HQ for a conference with Uncle George and he was not a happy operative.

 

Cowley informs Bodie that Doyle has unexpectedly taken two weeks leave and for the foreseeable future Bodie will be working with the sniffly, wet-behind-the ears Jackson. Bodie is disconcerted, but not unduly worried -- although he thinks it odd Doyle didn’t tell him himself.

 

Things get weirder when Doyle doesn’t turn up for a climbing trip with Murphy -- and then just as Bodie starts to get really worried (and even notices how much he's missing Doyle), he gets a mysterious postcard indicating a meet at a posh hotel.

 

There’s really good stuff all the way through -- we have a vivid sense of Doyle, Bodie’s “own personal Spring-heeled Jack” even though he’s not been in the fic so far, and we have a strong sense of the lads’ working partnership and friendship.

 

Bodie goes to the hotel and meets Doyle, and from the instant he sees him, it’s obvious something serious is going on.

 

This bit is so good, I have to share the whole thing.

 

Doyle did not move, he just stood by the window and let his partner look at him, at how he had been changed, at what he had become. The familiar shaggy mop had been cut very short indeed, with an expensive expertise that had tamed the curls to a vestigial wave. His suit was several hundred pounds' worth of dark-grey wool, that somehow diluted the familiar steel-cord strength down to a lean and rather frail-looking elegance, an elegance enhanced by the snow-white shirt and the dull crimson magnificence of his silk tie. Doyle looked polished, wealthy and faintly unEnglish.

 

But most of all he looked old. The lines around his mouth and nose, that normally only showed under high tension or great fatigue, ran deep and there were dark smudges under his eyes. The haircut had taken out all the reddish highlights bleached in by the summer sun, and the grey at his temples showed up stark against the darker hair beneath.

 

Bodie stared at this elegant stranger and felt chilled. He had the sudden horrible conviction that the Doyle he knew, the scruffy little git who dropped his aitches and drank milk out of the bottle, was just another performance, an undercover job for the real Ray Doyle, a man he had never met. This was Doyle as he would be one day, when he tired of playing cops and robbers through the London streets and turned his attention to more adult concerns.

 

Doyle explains that he’s deep, deep undercover -- a suicide mission, essentially. The balloon is going up the next day and Doyle wants to see Bodie one last time and ask a favour.

 

Doyle laughed, a nervous, cut-off sound. "Not quite." He pulled away and stood up, retreating to the other side of the coffee table. "Look Bodie, I need you to do something for me."

 

"Anything, you know that."

 

"Don't be so certain." He pulled himself up, almost to attention, and looked Bodie straight in the eye. "I've wanted to say this for years, never thought I would. Never thought there'd be a time when I could." He took a deep breath. "Will you come to bed with me Bodie, please. I want you so bad."

 

Bodie is shocked and repelled. He’s never thought of his partner like that. Actually, I should note here that this bit is a little confusing and inconsistent with all that follows. The contradiction here is never quite resolved.

 

 Doyle reached out but dropped his hands when Bodie stepped back. "Don't look like that!" he snapped, striking like a snake, belligerence an automatic response to Bodie's obvious revulsion. "And don't tell me you've never done it before! Out in the jungle, night of the battle, nobody you can trust but your own mates and the occasional passing hippo."

 

"That was different, Doyle!" Wasn't it? "We had no choice, we were all alone out there and it was war. We thought we were going to die."

 

(So has Bodie done it before or not? Because everything that follows indicates that he has not, but judging by this…he has. Little bit of an inconsistency -- not a big deal.)

 

Anyway, Bodie knows there’s a good chance Doyle is going to die -- Doyle certainly believes he’s going to die -- and he can’t refuse him this last thing.

 

Bodie watched him and found, to his amazement, that he couldn't do it. He couldn't let him go, not like that, not with that look on his face. Quicker than thought, he lunged after his partner and caught him in the narrow passage to the door. For half a minute they struggled, and then Doyle collapsed against him, his head on his shoulder, his face turned away, the horribly bare nape pressed against Bodie's face. He could feel the poor little bastard was trembling, and all of a sudden it didn't seem too much to ask. This was Doyle, this was Ray, this was his friend, this was the man who had killed for him, who had almost died for him. Surely, surely, he could do this for him? Suddenly, blessedly, the automatic reactions kicked in. His cock didn't care about the sex of the belly it was grinding into, and Doyle felt warm and smelled sweet and no, it wasn't too much to ask.

 

Doyle has promised that if he survives the op, he’ll never mention this again -- he understands that Bodie doesn’t feel the same way he does. Well, Doyle does survive the op -- and that’s when things get really interesting.

 

 


 

Date: 2009-05-20 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heliophile-oxon.livejournal.com
Ah, this is a big favourite of mine too! I only read it for the first time relatively recently (a few months ago) and I remember the delight at finding a story that was so satisfying on so many levels - and long-ish, too, just to prolong the pleasure!

I think one of the things I love most about this fic is the way it ... turns the tables on us, perhaps you could call it, very successfully, three times. We have Doyle at his most vulnerable - knowing he is very likely to die, finally coming right out and asking Bodie for what he wants and needs - and Bode rejects him - cue stomach-clenching awfulness for a moment. Then after the op we have Doyle perfectly and totally in control of everything, or so it seems - telling Bodie how he (Bodie!) feels, keeping Bodie on the back foot the whole time and quite openly and honestly waltzing off with someone else while Bodie's not ready or not prepared to recognise his own feelings. We have Bodie wrestling with himself, Bodie being vulnerable (like the scene with the sandwiches!) - and finally, in a lovely last touch, we get to see that Doyle was not quite as cocksure as all that, after all - in that wonderful moment when Bodie shoves his head under the rainwater, so loving in the way he takes care of Doyle's pride in the instant when that's what he needs, while knowing that they won't be keeping things from each other for any length of time. What all this does, I think, is show us a complex and satisfying balance of power between them; they really are both strong and both vulnerable; it gives their relationship depth and balance, equality without being clones of each other. Oh, and there's lots more to love about this fic too, which I shall probably think of later! And the action and CI5 plot work perfectly too. Altogether an excellent story! Great suggestion for the Reading Room; any excuse to re-read it (such a hardship!)

Date: 2009-05-20 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc-fossil.livejournal.com
After reading your post, all I can do is say I agree. You've said it very well. It's a delightful story. I love both lads in it, even Bodie when he's sure he doesn't want Doyle in the least. And Doyle waiting patiently, so un-Doyle like, yet he knows what he wants and what Bodie wants, and is willing to wait. What a sweet story of adventure, boring obbos, cases, bad guys, trains and love.

Date: 2009-05-20 10:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heliophile-oxon.livejournal.com
Yes, the boring obbos too! And the annoying sniff and un-Doyleness of his temporary partner, that makes the awfulness of working without him so much more real - the little things that would be the grey pallor of Bodie's life without him - this story is full of touches that make it vivid! It's so nice to share the pleasure of stories like this with people who like them!

Date: 2009-05-20 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc-fossil.livejournal.com
I think when Bodie realises he expects Jackson to be just like Doyle is a bit of an eye opener for him. It was really good that he admitted to himself that this new guy wasn't Doyle and he was being unfair to expect that of him without even giving the man his orders. He realises that he and Doyle have that ESP between them and it's special. Then he's patient with Jackson when he knows he's being unfair. Bodie is a man of integrity in the long run, and he admits to himself that he's been wrong. I have a feeling his merc days weren't all as "romantic" (or even as horrible) as a lot of folks would imagine.

Date: 2009-05-21 06:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ronitr.livejournal.com
Also, I thought Bodie's interaction with Jackson (which was seriously funny) also kind of softened Bodie's initial rejection of Doyle's "come to bed with me".
Maybe Bodie hasn't realized it at first, but we the readers already know that Bodie needs Doyle, and that Doyle's presence is essential for Bodie's piece of mind…

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Jackson… a big, strong lad being reduced to "schoolboy in shorts" by Bodie's impatience..

Date: 2009-05-21 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
In the same context, I love the way Bodie contrasts Jackson's uselessness with Doyle's ability to manipulate people just the way Bodie wants him to, silently menacing with one man, alluring with another. Let's replay that delightful image:

"Martel... would probably have enjoyed Jackson's baby-faced looks if the fool had known enough to play up to him. Doyle had leaned back in the sunshine, and let Marty ogle him while maintaining just the right air of knowing disdain. Jackson went stony-faced and glared."

As jgraeme noted, Doyle hasn't even appeared in the action yet, but he is *there*, in other words, never far from Bodie's mind.

Date: 2009-05-21 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
Oh and thank you for the excellent rec, I like the point at which you break off without spoiling.

Date: 2009-05-21 05:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bingleybong.livejournal.com
I sometimes think that that episode is the one where - everyone - fancies Doyle.

Date: 2009-05-21 06:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ronitr.livejournal.com
I really enjoyed this one!
Poor, poor sniffing Jackson..it is SO difficult not being Doyle.
I thought the writer managed to move the emotional pace along seamlessly, from the initial pleasant "all is well and Doyle's just away" to the growing apprehension and then the horror of what Doyle is actually expected to do (his fear and despair just leap off the page and hit you) and then to the happy, almost maniac in- charge Doyle once the obbo is over …
Also, maybe it's a bit pop-psychology, but Doyle's outlook of "lovable" and "un loveable" people just made a weird sort of sense to me..
Since I enjoyed this story so much, I looked into the other Pros fic on the web-site, and found another fic , "cards on the table" which I thought was just brilliant.
So there were many hours of enjoyable reading in this for me.. :-)
Thanks for the rec

Date: 2009-05-21 10:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moth2fic.livejournal.com
Nice! Plenty of CI5 action (I loved the trains) and a beautifully confused Bodie. Plus, (and it’s a very big plus for me) not too much explicit sex so I could dream, instead of having to follow the action ‘blow by blow’ and at the end only the promise of ‘thrashing and moaning’ to finish with really pleased me! I wasn’t certain about the likelihood of the op, with Ray so badly caught between various bad scenarios - I suppose those sort of things do happen but the time scale seems a bit off - however, I’ll accept it. Bodie being ‘queer’ purely for Ray also jarred, given that he was also content to recall previous m/m experiences. But Ray sorted him out so that was OK too. I liked Ray’s happiness and his explanation of how he’d recognised love, and I liked the Seven Dwarves allusions. Altogether satisfying and well-written. And longish - I get desperate for long fics because I read really quickly! Thanks for the rec - this is a story that will go in my ‘to keep and re-read’ folder!

Date: 2009-05-21 01:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc-fossil.livejournal.com
Oh, yeah. You reminded me about The Seven Dwarfs bit. That was so cute. I'm happy. You're bashful. LOL!

Date: 2009-05-21 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bingleybong.livejournal.com
Is there room for a noob?

I thought that the point of Bodie's previous experience (such as it was) was that might have been as little as a handjob, but even if it was fucking, it was something Bodie had told himself was a case of "making do when you're desperate", he wasn't queer he was just somewhere he wanted sex but there were no women. Now he can tell that Doyle wants and needs to make love, not just get off. He (Bodie) isn't in a life or death situation and, if he agrees to this, it will mean he has to change how he has seen himself.
They aren't just getting their rocks off as quickly and efficiently as they can - quick and dirty - Doyle wants him as a person, not just as a means to an end.

I liked that bit of the story, I thought the lead-in was a little long and I wasn't quite convinced about the McGuffin, but I did enjoy the story and I did think they presented as adults, something I find sadly lacking in much fanfic.

Date: 2009-05-21 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bingleybong.livejournal.com
thanks for the welcome.

I wonder if Bodie isn't also worried that Doyle might want to fuck him, - that - would really make him queer! And ahhhh, of course Doyle does, but doesn't expect that of him.

I know what you mean about the McGuffin, and I suppose it's a bit much to expect plot and romance to be equally balanced. This is pretty close and if the author could write commercial standard thrillers, we'd have a prodigy.

I see you like Sebastian. I've often thought that she is one author I would not be at all surprised if she turned out to be known name author.

Date: 2009-05-21 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
Hi there, pull up a chair and have a cup of tea.

Now can you or jgraeme enlighten me what is a McGuffin (sounds like a MacMuffin *ducks*)
Sounds like it's something to do with plot. In which case my gripe is with how the author copped out of telling us how they managed to get Doyle out of what had seemed like death, or a fate worse than, after all that build up. On reflection, maybe Cowley threw more back up in there than Doyle had expected (Stuart, even someone they thought was dead...), and Doyle had brought in his specialist private contractor for the electronic surveillance.

But then I wondered sceptically if Doyle was exaggerating the danger of his position, laying on the 'dying man's last wish' in order to get Bodie into bed. Just a thought.

Date: 2009-05-21 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bingleybong.livejournal.com
The McGuffin is what Hitchcock called the plot device that gave him the situations he could exploit. So in "North by Northwest" the McGuffin is whatever James Mason is up to - which no one remembers, they just remember the Cary Grant in peril bits.

I thought in this story there is a whole bunch of agents (including the not-dead Hobday). I assumed that the bad guy had incriminated himself on tape and been arrested. Anyway, this is the McGuffin, we don't really care what happens because the lads are shagging :D

Date: 2009-05-21 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
Thanks both for the explanation. So that goes for the vast majority of plot in Pros slash, then. I still like plot, case stories, what have you.

"I wondered sceptically..." It's the methods of Cowley, the Machiavellian bastard, rubbing off.

Date: 2009-05-22 01:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moth2fic.livejournal.com
I decided that the author couldn't possibly have taken leave of her senses and forgotten the jungle experiences so she had to be having Bodie differentiate between those - aggressive, impersonal sex - and pleasing a partner who matters in other ways. Presumably that's what made Bodie nervous and the 'whatever it was' refers to whatever Doyle might want, which he hasn't, at that point, made crystal clear, or maybe even doesn't know. Perhaps the only clumsy paragraph in the fic - or perhaps it mirrors Bodie's own mental and possible physical clumsiness in the circumstances, or is trying to say too much in very few words.

Date: 2009-05-21 02:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
I have to concur with everyone else, this is really good writing and well worth reading. The description is vivid and original. For instance, descriptions of what Bodie or Doyle are wearing go beyond simple appearance to conveying so much about the wearer, like Bodie’s double-breasted ‘ex-Army chic’ (LOL) and Doyle in a suit:
“While certainly not effeminate, there was something distinctly dandified about Doyle when he dressed up, a sense that, while he knew what a man in a suit was supposed to look like, he preferred not to pander to the conventionalities.”
Hence, the scene is set that when Bodie finds Doyle in the hotel room looking quite comfortable in an expensive, conservative suit and neat haircut, he is quite disturbed.

I liked very much the canon background stuff – the cases, the banter between the agents – but I thought the hotel room scene was the best part of the fic. Bodie sees Doyle in a new light and feels a pang that his friend has inexplicably changed and perhaps moved on, or how he will do one day. He is then completely disoriented to learn that Doyle is bi, and that he is in love with Bodie, and that he is asking Bodie to make love with him.

(Last week, I appreciated Bodie’s cleverness in finding a way to seduce Doyle as necessary to save their skins. This time Doyle has the cunning plan of deploying the ‘last dying wish’ prerogative, which Bodie just can’t refuse.)

Things that I found less satisfying were Cowley not telling Bodie about Doyle’s one-man ‘Susie’, and Bodie’s passivity when he finds out from Doyle. In canon, I am one of those who thinks Cowley has a closer relationship with Bodie than with Doyle. That relationship is even shown here, brilliantly, with Bodie in Cowley’s office:
“Bodie tried again for anger, but it was already out of reach. He dropped into a chair, knowing himself defeated. ‘You Machiavellian old bastard,’ he said, accepting the glass that was thrust at him.
‘Ach, get that down and come along with you, we'll be late. You might as well see it through.’ He took his gun from a desk drawer and limped towards the door. ‘And that's Machiavellian old bastard, sir, to you.’”

Hence it didn’t seem likely that Cowley would keep Bodie completely in the dark. There is also Bodie’s passivity – after his outrage about Doyle’s op, he just happily goes to bed with him, accepts that Doyle has disappeared in the morning, and toddles off to work trying to pretend nothing has happened. It is only at the end of the day, and when he sees the compromising photo, that Bodie is spurred into action. I would have expected Bodie to start trying to save Doyle immediately. Still, that’s the plot.

I also wasn’t convinced by the dialogue scenes of Doyle (doing most of the talking) in the car with Bodie back at Minster View. Thought these were a bit laboured and not quite Doyle’s voice. I could definitely see Doyle taking this attitude of ‘you love me and I’ll just wait until you come around’, and worrying at a problem, just not so much the way it was expressed here.

Cowley goes too far

Date: 2009-05-22 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] firlefanzine.livejournal.com
"Likewise, stories where the lads suddenly throw aside all thoughts of duty and responsibility because they can't bear the thought of the other dying...I just can't buy that. It's not the military or police mindset, for one thing. These are men who accept that every day they might die in the course of their sworn duty -- that duty being to protect the public. Is Doyle's life worth more than that of hundreds of people? Maybe it is to Bodie, but I think Bodie is tough-minded enough to accept that in the larger scheme of things, no. They are both expendable and they know it -- they're prepared for it."
You are certainly right about that!
But I think there is a big difference between risking your life in your daily work as an agent, and this Kamikaze mission!
Even IF Bodie understands, he clearly sees that Cowley goes a bit too far! Again!
"You can't have everything you want, Cowley. Sometimes the risk is just too damn high."
Not only that Cowles risks Doyle's life, he also had constructed a whole scenario of Doyle's guilt.
And in the end, I think, there would be the only solution to even kill Doyle in prison - because he wouldn't be quiet for ever...
(It reminds me of 'The Six Days Of The Condor' with Robert Redford...)

Those are worst CIA methods (OK all I know about it is from movies...)! Maybe CI5 is supposed to be the GB match - but I don't need to like it... :-(

Re: Had to answer in two parts - sorry

Date: 2009-05-21 06:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
RE Cowley and military discipline etc., I take your point. But equally I would have expected Cowley to trust Bodie with more information from the start, trusting that Bodie's judgment would be as you suggest, i.e., he would respect Doyle's commitment to the job.
It goes to what is the principle of Cowley pairing them. Is it like a marriage? Or (as seems here) can Cowley just send Doyle off singlehanded and pair Bodie with a new agent, with no explanation at all? The former is more canon IMHO.

'If he thinks it's worth it -- if he believes this is worth dying for -- for Bodie to overrule him like the hero in a Mills and Boon romance?'
Well Bodie is rather romantic (I love it that Bodie is characterised as 'lovable' here, BTW, not the mean, moody characterisation). I could see Bodie trying to overrule Doyle, and having to be talked out of it.

To be cont'd

Re: Had to answer in two parts - sorry

Date: 2009-05-21 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
'Did anything in particular hit you as off?'

Knew you'd ask. It's hard to put my finger on. The banter is there, especially in Bodie's responses, with canon references added in. I think it's the amount of rambling Doyle does, I'm surprised Bodie doesn't lose patience. In canon, we all treasure the banter in the car scenes, but they are sadly very short. Here there are 2 quite extended ones in quick succession, and it's not the same. To be specific, the speech that is least Doyle to me is the anatomy lesson. But it hits the mark with Bodie!

Re: Had to answer in two parts - sorry

Date: 2009-05-21 07:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bingleybong.livejournal.com
re the rambling - isn't he just poking Bodie for a response?

Re: Had to answer in two parts - sorry

Date: 2009-05-21 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
Yes, probably. I'm just surprised Bodie is so patient and doesn't knock his teeth in. It must be love.

Doyle overruns Bodie

Date: 2009-05-22 03:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] firlefanzine.livejournal.com
Jaycat92 wrote:
"I have to concur with everyone else, this is really good writing and well worth reading..."
OK! No need to write my own answer, I can 100% agree to everything you wrote! :-)

An interesting and thrilling read!
But I also feel a bit distressed by Cowley's role and also by Doyle's reaction after his op. There is not only the scene in the car, also earlier at HQ .
"Bloody hell Bodie, you look good enough to eat." He waggled his eyebrows, meaningfully.
That would be maybe a 'good' chat-up line in a pub, but that's not something to convince your insecure partner, who needs nothing more than time. The whole behaviour of Doyle is really worth to 'knock his teeth in' as you said. Doyle is so sure of Bodie, that he doesn't pay in the slightest any attention of Bodie's feelings.

Date: 2009-05-22 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] firlefanzine.livejournal.com
Thank you for that rec! I haven't heard about that author before and I like the writing a lot!
And certainly I take a look at the other stories.

But I'm not so sure if I would read this one a second time. There are some parts I feel uncomfortable with. First of all the dimension of Cowley's game he plays with Doyle. To probably die or to end in prison - who would be SO foolish to agree?
Then after the op Doyle shows IMO an unexplainable behaviour. After waiting for such a long time he now risks to disgust Bodie forever with his silly "don't fight it Bodie, I know that you love me" enthusiasm... There is nothing that Bodie needs more than time to think!
OR that intoxicating end with the trains...! :-)

No, I really don't know yet what to think about that story...

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