The Professionals Circuit Archive - Honour	   Honour

 

by Krisser 

 
 *Thanks to Frances for the beta. All remaining errors are mine.*


 "Rest easy, mate. I'll be back before dawn." He kissed the sleeping man
before exiting the hospital room undetected.

 The man dressed all in black, head to toe, including gloves, entered the
lower level car park. He borrowed a vehicle out of view from the security
cameras.

 He moved through the London streets unhindered, obeying all traffic laws.
He did nothing that would draw attention to himself.

 He parked one block from his intended stop. He moved with a stealthy
swiftness that belied his calm visage. 

 The soundless man moved past the police guards without detection. He
moved with deadly silence up the stairwell to the desired floor. The
corridor had one security camera and two relaxed guards.

 The guards were playing blackjack while standing on either side of the
door that the human predator sought. The still silent figure moved along
the corridor out of view of both the camera and guards. He stopped when he
was catty-corner to his quarry 's room.

 A gust of wind slammed the corridor window shut. The guards immediately
abandoned the cards and, with weapons drawn, moved to investigate. The
window had been locked shut at the beginning of their shift.

 Unnoticed, a cat-like blur moved across the hallway and entered the
secured room.

 The lone occupant within the room stirred at the entry and noted the
guest, one of his captors. The angry one. He grinned his smug smile,
knowing he had got one over on him. He had liked that. Almost as much as
he had liked getting his partner. 

 His eyes widened as he recognised the gun with a silencer attached in the
man's hand. "You have to protect me now. That's the deal." He said it with
arrogant confidence.

 The dark figure shook his head. His voice, low and menacing, conveyed all
he felt. "You ravaged what solely belongs to me. The only sentence is
death."

 Before the prey could utter a sound, two shots were fired into his groin.
White teeth curved into a deadly smile was the last thing the man saw
before two more shots were fired into the base of his skull ending his
pathetic life.

 The lone living person rested the unidentifiable spent weapon on the dead
man's chest. He opened the window and climbed out, closing it behind him.
He scaled the building to the roof. He jumped to the adjacent building and
descended the stairs. All was done silently and without witnesses.

 He pulled into the hospital car park, into the same place his borrowed
car had begun its night. He slipped undetected and unmissed into his
lover's room. He brushed the curls off the sleeping man's forehead and
kissed it tenderly.

 The man beneath the lips stirred. "Bodie?"

 "Yes, Angelfish."

 "You okay?"

 "I am now."

 Ray opened his eyes and recognised the calmness that had been missing the
last few days. He arched his brow in question.

 "All is taken care of, mate. We're fine now."

 "Okay then." Ray nodded his understanding and visibly relaxed. "Rest
now," he commanded his lover.

 Ray opened his unencumbered hand and Bodie rested his hand atop his
partner's. Their fingers entwined and held. Ray squeezed and felt Bodie's
squeeze in return.

 Bodie rested his head on his lover's chest and was lulled to his first
sleep in days by the regular beat.

 -- THE END --

 *June 2003*

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