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12 April 2009 | 16:47
posted by: byslantedlight in the_safehouse

Title: Sunday's Child: Doyle
Author: Slantedlight
Format: Technically "songfic" I guess!
Circuit Archive/Pros-Lib: Yes
Slash/Gen: Eternally slash!
Disclaimer: Still not mine, not even as wee bairns...
Notes: I commented to jj_minerva that I hoped she'd do a version of her Sunday's Child for Doyle as well, and although she declined, she also said in the nicest possible way, do it yourself - so I did. *g*

Sunday's Child: Doyle
by Slantedlight


Monday’s Child is Fair of Face
Raymond Doyle, from the moment he was born, could charm the birds from the trees with his golden curls and his wide, guileless smile. Just like his father they'd say, as his mum promenaded him down the street in his pram, stopping politely for people to coo at him, and tell her how beautiful he was, and tickle his tummy. It was the only thing she didn't mind about that black-hearted bastard, that he'd left her with this wonderful, sunshine-faced boy before they finally locked him up for a good long stretch.

Tuesday's Child is Full of Grace
But he could fall into rages too, and then there was nothing like the freedom of the night, the way it was so simple to slide through windows, even up walls, and into other people's houses. Sometimes he'd watch them sleep, wandering from bedroom to bedroom, picking up this bauble, that gew-gaw, wonder why they felt so safe in the dark when there were people like him about. Sometimes it turned out to be the house of someone he knew from school, and then he'd be sure to nick some toy that was obviously precious, or hide a secret teddy bear or china doll. Served them right. But the best times were when he was nearly caught, running quick and sure as the devil over the rooftops, skimming down drainpipes and over fences to get away. And he did - every time.

You'll be in jail before you're twelve his mum would say bitterly, when he turned up in the wee small hours, alive and grinning with the chase. You're just like your father.

Wednesday’s Child is Full of Woe
He hadn't meant to say that to his mum, he really hadn't, and he tried to tell her, but she packed him off to his dad's family anyway. Said he could see what it'd be like, if he was going to carry on like that. And now here he was in the hospital, bruised on the inside, where somehow it hurt the most, with nothing to do but sit in the dim night light and wait to see if she came round. He'd always known she was a tart, couldn't help it with those bastards at school, but he hadn't known that his latest dad had been giving her heroin as well. He tried to pray, like they'd told him in RE, but he'd never listened to the real words. So he promised instead, over and over to anyone who was listening, that if they just let her live he'd change, he'd never talk to her like that again, he'd make it better. He'd be different.

Thursday's Child has Far to Go
The bag in his pocket had a strangely comforting feel to it, for something full of so much death and destruction. It was soft and malleable in his fingers, so that he'd almost be sorry to get rid of it at last, to let it fall into Walton's pocket instead. Of course it'd be his again just a few minutes later, and Walton would get what he deserved, drug-pushing bastard. That little bag would see him off the streets for a good long stretch, and the world would be a safer place for everyone. Served him right. Didn't it?

Friday’s Child is Loving and Giving
Detective Constable Raymond Doyle was a good man, he'd be a good catch, all the women said so. A few of the WPCs had tried their hand, and he'd wined them and dined them, and smiled his beautiful smile at them. He'd been warm and gentle, and he'd looked after them for long, glorious nights, and then he'd let them go again, sliding away with the same caresses and kisses. They didn't really mind by that time, because by then they always knew that he wasn't properly with them, that he always had half his mind on the job, on locking up the next villain, on trying to protect the next hapless innocent to walk through the station door and ask for help. He'd rarely be there for them to fete with breakfast in bed, the next day. You can't look after everyone all the time, some of them said, shaking their heads, and he'd smile at them, and distract them with a murmur in their ear, and they'd forget to ask what it was he was really looking for.

Saturday’s Child Works Hard for his Living
Doyle was the tough man of CI5, the vicious honest copper who'd avoided turning bad, who believed in people. And his temper - well, his temper could be used to good effect on the Squad, channelled to the side of the angels. That was probably why he'd been partnered with William Bodie, ex mercenary, to remind him that the line was very close, would be very easy to trip back over. They walked it together, balanced each other. Where one rushed in, the other was right behind, watching his back, pulling him back. George Cowley was pleased, and he worked them hard because he knew he could, because he knew that they were dedicated above and beyond anything else, to looking after the people on the streets. They were his top team, Bodie and Doyle.

But the Child that is Born on the Sabbath Day…
Doyle liked the life he had in the Big A. He knew he made a difference there, and he knew that while the grey was just as shadowed, just as murky and blurred as it always had been, with George Cowley as his boss he was finally doing a kind of good that stretched far and wide, that became whiter, cleaner as it reached across the streets. More importantly he knew that the man at his side could keep him home all through the night, tempting him with the kind of love that he couldn't abandon if he tried. Sleeping with Bodie was almost the best thing in the world. Waking up beside him was indescribable.

Life sentence, Bodie'd say with a grin, and there was nothing Doyle could do then but smile back.

…is Bonnie and Blythe and Good and Gay.
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Comments {26}

jj_minerva

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from: jj_minerva
date: 12 April 2009 16:29 (UTC)
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Well done! I'm so glad you took the hint :-) This is a great companion piece to my Bodie part. Great insights into Doyle. Thanks for giving it a go.

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 18:14 (UTC)
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You're welcome for giving it a go! Thank you for your version! *g*

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Callisto

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from: callistosh65
date: 12 April 2009 16:41 (UTC)
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Sleeping with Bodie was almost the best thing in the world. Waking up beside him was indescribable. *Loved* this line in particular, and the whole thing is such a great idea - your portrait of Doyle the unhappy tearaway and the bonnie baby adds such convincing layers to the Doyle of CI5.

Thank you! This was a lovely Sunday evening treat..

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:04 (UTC)
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Oh I am glad you liked it! It was fun thinking back through his past like that - I've got all sorts of WIPs on my computer, and ideas in my head, and I think this is the first time I've written it straight through as a whole, so thanks to Minerva for the prompt, really! *g*

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snail

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from: snailbones
date: 12 April 2009 16:52 (UTC)
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Mmm - gorgeous match for jj_minerva's Bodie... and I loved the last line so much too. Thanks for the Sunday treat *g*

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:05 (UTC)
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I'm glad it worked for you, especially alongside Minerva's piece! Thank you! *g*

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msmoat

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from: msmoat
date: 12 April 2009 16:54 (UTC)
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Life sentence, Bodie'd say with a grin, and there was nothing Doyle could do then but smile back.
Yeah, exactly. *g* Thank you--a very cheery surprise for an Easter Sunday. Nicely done!

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:05 (UTC)
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Thank you! *g*

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erushi

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from: erushi
date: 12 April 2009 17:48 (UTC)
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Oh, how brilliant is this? I love this match to jj_minerva's Bodie. I particular like how your opening line for Saturday echoed hers, and the last sentence is wonderfully satisfactory. Thanks for this!

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:07 (UTC)
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Hee - I started out meaning the opening line for each day to echo the Bodie version, but some slipped away in the fiddle-writes and I think there's only three days that do now! So well spotted, and thank you! *g*

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lukadreaming

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from: lukadreaming
date: 12 April 2009 18:22 (UTC)
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Lovely! The last line is perfect *g*.

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:07 (UTC)
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Thank you! *vbg*

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Reader

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from: siskiou
date: 12 April 2009 18:39 (UTC)
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You had me by "this wonderful, sunshine-faced boy"!
Wonderful early Easter surprise.
I loved the whole thing and could see it all happen clearly in my mind's eye.

Thanks!

Heading over to the Bodie version now.

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:08 (UTC)
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Oh good! I could just picture him, all curls and gorgeousness as a bairn... *g* Thank you!

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heliophile_oxon

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from: heliophile_oxon
date: 12 April 2009 19:08 (UTC)
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Oh, better and better - they make such a great pair (the fics, I mean, the fics! The other goes without saying!).

I particularly liked the baby moment - that seems to fit him somehow; there was a time when he got away with anything.

Thank you for the treat!

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:13 (UTC)
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In Mixed Doubles Doyle says that he always got away with his wildness when he was a kid, and I always think of that moment from - I think it's Man Without A Past, when he's trying to blag his way into Sally Pendle's place and he has such a smile on him (see icon!) as if it should charm things for him... *g* You just know he was smart enough to try that as a babe too... *vbg*

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The new Salopian

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from: constant_muse
date: 12 April 2009 19:44 (UTC)
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I'm so glad you rose to the challenge!
I particularly liked Doyle's mum's reflection, 'he'd left her with this wonderful, sunshine-faced boy', and the next image of Doyle perfecting his silent B&E skills at night time. It mirrored nicely his mature relationship with Bodie, 'the man at his side could keep him home all through the night' (oh, and that ties in too with him not staying for breakfast with girlfriends). Very nice, thank you.

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:14 (UTC)
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It's been ages since I wrote something on such a whim - it was fun, so I'm glad I rose to the challenge too! *vbg* Very glad you liked it - thank you! *g*

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firlefanzine

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from: firlefanzine
date: 12 April 2009 19:56 (UTC)
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That fits just perfectly to the Bodie rhyme.
And what a unusual Tuesday's fantasy of Doyle!
Waking up with Bodie, going to sleep with Doyle...
Thank you!

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:15 (UTC)
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Oh, d'you think wild-childhood Doyle is unusual?! I always remember Mixed Doubles when he's talking about his childhood... *g*

Hope you end up with sweet dreams! *vbg*

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firlefanzine

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from: firlefanzine
date: 13 April 2009 00:51 (UTC)
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Hehe! But surely I didn't expect that his murky past was one where he did 'hide a secret teddy bear or china doll'... Very murky!!! :-)
Nah, I love it!

But you both really should have done it in the other order... 'Waking up with Doyle, going to sleep with Bodie...' would have worked better!!! :-)
I can't sleep...

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 13 April 2009 08:52 (UTC)
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Lol - I like it in this order best... *g*

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prudence_dearly

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from: prudence_dearly
date: 12 April 2009 20:30 (UTC)
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Echoing everyone's applause for this companion piece! It's so interesting, the two takes on Bodie and Doyle, filtered through the rhyme, and I love how the structure allows lots of different layers in quite small sections.

I particularly love how you've shown Doyle's darker side from early on, the way jj_minerva showed Bodie's more innocent side, and then they both get more complex as they grow older.

And then the last couple of days bring them to the same place, and I, too, just love the lines:
Sleeping with Bodie was almost the best thing in the world. Waking up beside him was indescribable.

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byslantedlight

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from: byslantedlight
date: 12 April 2009 22:18 (UTC)
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Well thank you! It was fun writing like this - I don't think I have before, at least not for a long time and the others were for a drabble challenge anyway... So yeay for Minerva's inspiration! *g*

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Gilda Elise

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from: gilda_elise
date: 13 April 2009 11:41 (UTC)
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What a great companion piece! Just goes to show, they were made for each other.

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magenta_blue

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from: magenta_blue
date: 13 April 2009 12:55 (UTC)
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I really like this - a nice companion piece to the one for Bodie. Nice to read and get back in the swing of things today *g*

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