by Gillian Middleton
Post Red, White or Blue, Ray still isnt talking to Fraser a bit
of fun for the boys.
"You look like a hustler," Ray grinned.
"A hustler," Fraser repeated slowly. "As a matter of fact," he paused
and made a show of surveying himself in the mirror, "we could pass for a hustler and
by Barbara Tennison
Ray isnt sure what upsets him most, Fraser mistaking him for Steve, or loving him as
Steve. (North to Vault)
" Ray said in horrified wonder. "Fraser, do you really want
to die that bad, that youd take me with you, now that youve got this lousy
excuse about protecting some money?"
Sensibilities" by Mona Moore
No one can keep a secret around a trained nose like Frasers
"Oh, come on, Ray. Arousal, even suppressed arousal, results in certain hormonal
changes clearly evident in the persons pheromones. Its been obvious for some
weeks now. How could I possibly not notice?"
"Midnight Confessions" by
Fraser sets Fransesca straight on a few points about her brother.
"Yes, I know how he talks about my way of seeing things. Not to mention the
comments he has made about where I live, or about the fact that I cannot rescue everyone.
But you see, he does understand why I do it, even though he denies it, and when I get into
trouble because of my convictions, he is always right behind me, helping me do what I need
"The way you talk about him, it almost sounds as if youre in love with him.
Id watch it if I were you."
"Brotherly Love" by
Rays brother is back in town.
When they pulled up in front of the house, Al found himself mobbed by just about every
member of the family. As he was being pulled into the house, Al flashed a look over his
shoulder in time to see Ray and the Constable exchange a shrug and a warm smile.
Something is going on, but what? thought Alonzo.
"Plus Ça Change" by Lee
Finding the right time to say he cares tears Fraser apart.
"I suppose," the cop began, hands clasped around the Mounties waist,
"I should find somethin faintly ludicrous about this."
Fraser was the picture of innocence. "About what, Ray?"
"Oh, you know," Ray shrugged nonchalantly, "Me, standing here, in the
middle of my den, with a butt-naked Mountie."
"Late-night Opening" by
"Dont be afraid," a soft voice whispered as the figure took one more
step into the room and kicked the door shut.
"Im not afraid," Fraser answered in an equally soft voice. There were two
more soft, barely-discernable thuds as jacket and trousers fell to the floor, followed by
a sursurrant sound as the shirt whispered down the figures arms, then body, as it
drifted to the floor in turn.
"Objects in the Rear View
Mirror" by Laurie Taylor
Rays tormented past may prevent he and Benny having a future.
Darkness. His fathers domain. Twenty years
Half a lifetime ago and yet so
potent that every image, every scream and muffled cry was retained with damning clarity.
His father he could feel above him, pressing down, reeking of alcohol and despair.
Uncaring hands were raking over him, stripping away his clothes, denuding him of his only
protection. And hot tears of fear, of impotence, were falling as he was flipped
effortlessly over onto his belly like he was worth less than nothing.
"A Crime of Passion" by
A huge alternative third season novella.
They sat in companionable silence, reading and munching on snack food. Bennys
hand lay on the couch by Rays leg. Ray studied the long fingers, the light skin for
a moment, then lay his own over it, glancing at Benny to see his reaction.
The Mountie didnt look up, just kept reading the paper in the dwindling light.
Awkwardly one handed, Ray turned a page then he felt Bennys hand stir underneath his
own. Benny turned his palm to Rays and interlaced their fingers. It was a good fit.
"My lover," Fraser
"My lover, Ray. Youre my lover," he said softly, his breath tickling
"Your lover." That made Ray smile. "Yeah, and youre my lover,
"Would you want
It would be easier to say no. To send Benny away
"Ray, can you ever forgive me?" Fraser whispered and pressed a light kiss to the
top of Rays head. "Can I ever undo the hurt Ive done to you? Do you
Do you want me here?" he repeated, his voice a desperate plea.
Also: "Shadow Puppet"
a sequel to "Shadow on the Stone" by Jane Mailander.
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