Written for the April two-day drabble challenge on the discoveredinalj livejournal community

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People had said Bodie put up walls.

He didn't really. Fences, more than walls. Partitions, keeping everything safely separate.

Childhood. Well, OK, that one was a wall.

Travelling. Fence between that and 'mercenary', so he could remember the thrill of one without the taint of the other.

Army. Northern Ireland. SAS. All nicely fenced in. Not forgotten, not blanked out, just safely separate.

CI5. Doyle.

Doyle, barging past carefully deflective phrases with shattering precision. No respecter of privacy. Scornful of secrets. Doyle, who reached out, dragged down the fences, let everything bleed together.

And yet, with Doyle, it didn't hurt.

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April 2008