Title: Cowley's Late
Fandom: The Professionals
Rating: Teen and up
Length: 350
Content notes: None
Author notes: None
Summary: Bodie and Doyle are waiting for Cowley but Cowley is late


"Cowley's late," Bodie said.

"Don't be ridiculous. Cowley's never late," Doyle scoffed at the very idea.

"It's us that's early, is that it?" Bodie rolled his eyes. "You know just because he's our boss that doesn't mean we can't criticise him."

"Have you met Cowley? I shouldn't think anyone's ever criticised him."

"You'd be surprised."

Cowley's voice coming from just the other side of the open window made them jump.

"Taking the scenic route to work today, sir?" Bodie recovered first.

"As a matter of fact, Bodie, yes." Cowley's face appeared at the window. "One of you can help me in, can't you?"

Bodie and Doyle exchanged startled looks and then Doyle pushed up the large sash window while Bodie reached through the gap and, somewhat inelegantly, pulled Cowley through it.

"Thank you, Bodie," Cowley said as he brushed down his suit.

"Is there a reason you're not using the door?" Doyle asked as politely as he could.

"No, no." Cowley glared at the young agent. "It just seemed silly to walk all the way around the building when the window is right there."

"Okay." Bodie took advantage of the fact that Cowley had turned away to rotate one finger next to his head.

"If you've got something to say, Bodie, you can say it to my face."

"Yes, sir." Bodie looked at Doyle who seemed to be enjoying Bodie's discomfiture far too much. "Permission to leave, sir."

Cowley had seated himself at his desk and he looked up, irritation plain on his face. "Aye, I think that might be a good idea."

Bodie and Doyle walked side by side from Cowley's office. Once the door was safely closed Bodie turned to Doyle. "Was that lipstick on Cowley's face?"

Doyle shook his head. "Lipstick? Not Cowley."

"Of course not," Bodie agreed. "And I suppose we didn't catch him sneaking into his office either."

Doyle grinned and patted Bodie on the shoulder. "Now you're getting it, sunshine."

"Unlike Cowley you mean?" Bodie smirked and strode away down the corridor swinging his hips.

"That's not fair," Doyle complained but he chased Bodie regardless.