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The Hardest Part (Is Letting Go) III/V
Title: The Hardest Part (Is Letting Go) III
Author: windout
Genre: Gen (with undertones of het)
Fandoms: Life on Mars/Doctor Who
Characters/Pairings: Sam Tyler, Gene Hunt
Ratings: PG-13 for language and violence
Disclaimer: Life on Mars is not mine (but I want a DVD), and I do own the Ninth Doctor on DVD
A/N: This is for rationalunatic because I owed her one. Mmm angst. Just like you wanted. Also, warning for lack of dialog tags, way too much onomatopoeia, and mention of character death.




“Right, what do you want then?”

“Answers. Why’d you do it?”

Sigh “Why did I do what?”

“Don’t you get clever with me, Tyler. Why did you leave.”

“We’re hiding in a loo, DCI Hunt. I don’t think I’ve really got to be especially clever.”

Thud “What’d I say, smart mouth? Just cause you’re stupid enough to get a slug though your kidney doesn’t mean I plan on goin’ easy on ya. I’m gonna ask just one more time before I start lookin’ ta break bones. Why did you leave?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“If you were so bloody anxious to nip off on your own sweet onsies, run back ta Hyde with yer tail draggin’ ‘neath yer bollocks, why didn’t you resign then? Why’d ya have ta—”

“…have to what? What do you think I did, Gene Hunt?”

“I know what you did. It’s you who’s not acknowledgin’ it.”

“Either let me out of this room, or I’ll have to employ extreme force—”

“Shut your gob, because I am talkin’! I’ve waited seven bloody years to get this off me chest, and you are damn well going to listen!”

“Why didn’t you talk to that Cartwright woman? She seemed nice enough.”

Thunk

“Christ!”

“Shut it, Tyler! You’re an ungrateful sonofabitch, Sam Tyler, and a coward! A great pussy, hides behind Hyde’s skirts when the goin’ gets rough, that’s you Tyler!” Thwip

KoffKOFF “Good to see police work in nineteen hundred and eighty is good and intact.”

Thwip “Not that you care, big man like you—” Thunk “—but ya happened ta get one of my team members killed—” Thud “—who respected you like a bloody king—” Thunk “—‘n you turn around ‘n about stab him in the back.” Thud “Leave ‘im for the wolves.” Thwip “Remember a bloke, Chris Skelton? Bloody adored you? Dead.”

heezeheezeheezeheezeheeze

“You killed ‘im.”

heezeheezeheezeheezeheeze

“Left ‘im, ‘n us ta die, you did.”

heeze

“Chris.”

heeze

“Ray.”

heeze

“Annie.”

heeze

“Chris bought it because you were too much of a sissy to stand up to a bunch of armed blokes after you went and botched the operation. Dunno about you or Hyde, but that’s not how we do things here in C division.”

heezehuuUUGH “I didn’t…” heeze “I wouldn’t…”

“You ran away, Tyler. That’s lower than low. You aren’t even fit to inhabit the same room as pond scum.”

“I didn’t do it.”

“Why don’tcha tell that to yer higher power. I’m sure he’d understand you murderin’ types better’n me.”

“I didn’t do it.”

SDUM “Just who’re you tryin’ ta convince, Tyler? ‘Cause you ain’t persuadin’ me.” dump

“I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!” heezeheezeSNIFFheeze

“’N that’s exactly the problem, isn’t it?”