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On Paper
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Title: | On Paper |
Author(s): | Rob |
Date(s): | November 1983 |
Length: | |
Genre(s): | slash, Bodie/Doyle |
Fandom(s): | The Professionals |
Relationship(s): | Bodie/Doyle |
External Links: | online here |
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On Paper is a 6-page Bodie/Doyle story by Rob.
Summaries
"Two strangers meet in a gay club and spend the night together. Years later, they meet again after having both been recruited by CI5."
"Before CI5. D goes to a gay club on impulse, after years without men - a soured teenager affair. He meets B, also dissatisfied with his hetero status, and they spend the night together. Coincidentally, they were staying at the same hotel, and even though D leaves in insecurity B sees his name in the register (but there are too many Doyles in London). A year later, they are partnered in CI5 - now they are both willing to have a relationship, D had time to think." -- 2000 Pros Story Database by Cassie Ingaben.
Reactions and Reviews
Two strangers meet in a gay club and spend the night together. Years later, they meet again after having both been recruited by CI5.
What if Bodie and Doyle had met before joining CI5? Rob uses an anonymous encounter to show how Bodie and Doyle became partners despite their wildly different personalities and thus explains why they didn't kill each other during their first week in CI5. Not very likely, true, but this story has an undefinable something that struck a chord with me. Judge for yourselves.[1]