Madrigal's Lewis Recs:






*****MOST STORIES HERE ARE SLASH*****

Here are some of my favourite Lewis stories.
The main pairing is James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
There's also an occasional James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis/Laura Hobson fic.
Click on the author's name for the link to where the stories can be found on the net.

Warning: Description of the stories may contain spoilers.
Stories marked with this symbol    are highly recommended.

I'm happy to supply a copy of any story that has no link supplied by email on request.
This offer does not apply to stories marked "zine only".

These recs are sorted alphabetically by AUTHOR, then TITLE.
All stories are dated and the latest added to the site are marked  





   


AFRIKATE: "Tell The Wind And The Fire."  

07/12/19
41kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
James takes up a hobby while he quits smoking..


He watches Hathaway's hands. They are long, careful with everything he touches. Not delicate; they are strong, hold firm, punch hard, but they can be gentle—when picking through the remains in someone's room, when handing tea to a shivering witness.

Robbie likes to watch those hands, though he'd never admit it—can barely admit it even to himself. But he does—watches them slip in a pocket, pull out a packet of fags, cup his hands round the end when lighting up. Robbie doesn't, deliberately doesn't, watch Hathaway purse his lips on a breath in. Can't. But he can watch those hands of his.


Nice slow get togther with no overdone angst. Well written.



ALLHEADYBOOKS: "Semi-Skimmed."   
07/12/19
33kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
James takes Robbie in hand when he has a case of the sulks.


"DS Cooper's asked us to her engagement party," Hathaway says. The late-day light from the window comes down into the hair on the back of his neck and makes it sparkle. "Week after next, the Friday I think. Her fiancée's some kind of teacher. Kiddies."


"Hm," Lewis says, into the cold amber of his lager.

"Brave of her, I thought," Hathaway adds.

"What?"

"Well," Hathaway says, "putting it round herself. There were rumors all round the office--I was warned off her by a WPC once--don't bother chatting her up, she's a dyke and all." He smiles with one corner of his mouth, tense. "I suspect my informant had less than honorable intentions."

This story has a slow, sweet relationship development wrapped around the structure of a murder case.




ARIADNES_STRING: "As Holy Palmer's Kiss."  
07/12/19
18kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
Lewis doesn't know how to react when Hathaway starts writing on him.


It starts in the strangest of ways.


They’re picking their way along a country lane, looking for traces of a supposed midnight rendezvous, when Hathaway’s mobile goes off.

He pauses, tucks the phone between ear and shoulder, and pulls a pen from his jacket pocket. Then he frowns, searches his pockets again, and makes urgent writing gestures in the air between them.

Lewis pats his own pockets, but his pad, too, is back at the car. He shrugs.

“No,” Hathaway says into the phone. “Don’t bother texting; I’ve got it.”

And he grabs Lewis’s right hand and presses the nib of his pen into his palm.

Beautiful little story.




ARIADNES_STRING: "A Slice of Chocolate Gateau."  
07/12/19
22kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
Dr. Hobson breaks her ankle. Lewis and Hathaway bring her cake.


“Just a bloody minute,” Laura muttered, fumbling for her crutches. She continued cursing under her breath as she hopped-dragged herself to the door, wishing she’d thought to push her hair off her face while she still had a hand free.

Once she got to the door, it took a minute to realign her balance so she could look through the peephole to see who it was.

Robbie Lewis’s wide, weathered face looked back at her. He was smiling, but he was wearing a coat and tie, which could only mean one thing. He raised one hand in a tiny wave.


Sweet.




ARIADNES_STRING: "What Flowers Are At My Feet."  
07/12/19
25kb
Gen.
Hathaway develops pneumonia and isn't a very good patient.


“Pneumonia,” Lewis said. “Why on earth did you come to work with pneumonia?”

Nice hurt/comfort story.



ATROPOS_LEE: "Vita Nuova."  
07/12/19
316kb
Robbie Lewis/Laura Hobson; James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
Hathaway's first murder as Inspector goes pear-shaped and Robbie steps in to help.


The city of his dreams is as familiar, after all these years, as the city in which he lives and works.

Each night he traces a new route through its stairs, and arcades and steeply rising stony streets, always on the verge of recognition, yet every corner, every courtyard, every gateway reveals a vista he knows he has not seen before.

Sometimes it is a city of the dead; sere yellow grass rattling between the cobbles, the bones of small birds and mammals and fragile snail shells crack beneath his step, and the doorways and windows open onto silent space, void of any life but his.

At other times, it rings with voices, bells, laughter, the song of birds, the sighing of cypresses, and then he glimpses the lives of others…


This story is almost two parts. One is a metaphorical landscape explored by Lewis in his dreams, while the second part is a fascinating case fic which involves Hathaway's past. Well written and a joy to read.



ATROPOS_LEE: "Vita Nuova Coda-Three Revelations of Robbie Lewis."  
07/12/19
10kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
The sweet sex part left out of Vita Nuova.


The first shock is of familiarity; lying here over the duvet, in a pool of lamplight. Quiet, at the end of day. Still. Tea mugs steaming an arm’s reach away. Rain stuttering on the path in the darkness beyond the curtains.

Lovely.




BARCARDIVODKA: "Routine."  
07/12/19
8kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
A routine enquiry turns dangerous.


The loud boom, as both barrels of a shotgun discharged, vibrated through the early morning quiet, making the crows, nesting in the tall trees behind the isolated cottage, squawk in outrage.

I would personally like it to go somewhere, either emotionally or otherwise, but this is still a beautifully written short story.




BEREVETTE: "Back To Roots."  
07/12/19
52kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
James and Robbie's relationship is outed.


The pictures were large and took up half her desk when spread out. Glossy and colorful, each one depicted a similar scene: Lewis and Hathaway, pressed together, kissing or close to a kiss.

Jean Innocent investigates!



BEREVETTE: "Inclined To Domesticity."  
07/12/19
78kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
It's all in the title of the story. James looks after Robbie.


Lewis fumbled with the safety belt, only to have gentle hands reach past his own to unlatch it. “There we go, sir. We’re standing up now.”

"I’m fine, Hathaway,” Lewis muttered.

“Of course, sir. You’re just making an overworried Sergeant very happy.”

“Worse than my own mum,” Lewis complained.

“As you say, sir,” Hathaway agreed.


Sweet and very funny story.



CACTUSONASTAIR: "In Loco Patris."  
07/12/19
346kb
James Hathaway/Robbie Lewis.
Lewis and Hathaway investigate the case of a corpse dumped in a farmer's field, not knowing that digging into the man's past will also uncover secrets James has worked hard to guard his entire life.


There were some parts of a copper's job you never got used to, even after thirty years of it. Having to inform someone that their child had been brutally murdered. Seeing the cold, lifeless corpse of a witness you'd just spoken to hours before. Getting called out at the arsecrack of dawn...

Robbie Lewis blinked awake on the second ring, automatically putting out a hand for the mobile. Bloody thing never stayed in one place. "Sorry, love," he whispered as the phone continued its insistent clamour, drawing himself up on one elbow and opening his eyes blearily –

Only to find the rest of the bed empty, as it had been for ten years, and would be forevermore. That was another thing he'd never get used to.



Case heavy story with bdsm a major element. Hathaway whump.




   








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