The Advent Drabbles - 11th December

[byslantedlight]

The Advent Drabbles
by Slantedlight
11th December

Live by the gun, die by the gun, his mother had always said, harsh, but this was something else, this was something very different indeed. Violence and thuggery and brutality were nothing, he'd accepted them as part of his life long ago, learned to be good at pushing them away when he wanted to be part of that other life out there.

He remembered lying on the floor, shivering, remembered the monsters with his own face, chasing him round and around the room in the dark.

He remembered that it was Bodie who'd saved him, before CI5 had even appeared.

Comments

[scherwood]

What's with that hair....? *groan*

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Erm... it's short? *g*

[scherwood]

and ugly *g*

[sc-fossil.livejournal.com]

I'm not quite sure who that is. Sorry! But this part is good with Doyle knowing that Bodie is the one who will always be there.

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

It's Anson, good old Anson... looking very sixties, it's true! *g*