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Role Reversal by Cynatnite (R)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing:Starsky/Hutch
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cynatnite
Why this must be read:
Cyn’s usual unemotional narrative here lends power to a story about rape and recovery – a story about how so much can change within one person when they’re held down and broken and shown no mercy. This is about how Starsky deals with it, how Hutch deals with it, and how Starsky brings them both back.
Excerpt:
... “You’re not making any sense! I forget one thing and you’re ready to turn it into a federal case!”
“Don’t play the victim card now when you’ve worked so hard at being anything but for the past month, Detective,” Grace said in a hard voice. “You’ve used everything at your disposal to build a wall not just around you, but also around the rape. What’s happening is now you’re locked in with the rape.”
“Stop it!” Hutch screamed. “Goddamn, lady! Not everything is about what happened to me! I want back to duty fulltime right now!”
Grace folded her arms and tightened her mouth. Hutch was too furious to listen to any reason at this point. “No.”
Incensed beyond anything he’d ever known, Hutch clenched his fists.
“Look at you, Detective. Your self-esteem is through the floor, you have mood swings from one extreme to the other, you’ve had four flashbacks and one of those you tore the hell out of the squadroom. Now, you’re in my office making demands to go back to work because your partner was in a minor traffic accident. If you think I’m going to put a loaded weapon in your hand and let you police the public in your condition, you’re worse off than you realize.”
The facts rolled through Hutch like a storm and with his fists clenching until his knuckles whitened, he was about ready to snap. He took two steps and towered over the short woman. “All you want to do is to fucking control me! Every time you use one of your stupid notions you’re hoping I’ll just go along with it and not say a fucking word! I’m not one of your fucking science experiments so don’t play these fucking games with me!”
Grace’s eyes grew wide during Hutch’s tirade and she looked over at the door coming open. Starsky rushed in and put himself between her and Hutch.
Starsky put his hands on Hutch’s arms. “Hutch.”
Hutch threw Starsky’s touch off and screamed, “Keep your damn hands off me!” He stepped back and ran both his hands through his hair. Without saying another word, Hutch stormed from the office.
Role Reversal
Pairing:Starsky/Hutch
Author on LJ:
cynatniteWhy this must be read:
Cyn’s usual unemotional narrative here lends power to a story about rape and recovery – a story about how so much can change within one person when they’re held down and broken and shown no mercy. This is about how Starsky deals with it, how Hutch deals with it, and how Starsky brings them both back.
Excerpt:
... “You’re not making any sense! I forget one thing and you’re ready to turn it into a federal case!”
“Don’t play the victim card now when you’ve worked so hard at being anything but for the past month, Detective,” Grace said in a hard voice. “You’ve used everything at your disposal to build a wall not just around you, but also around the rape. What’s happening is now you’re locked in with the rape.”
“Stop it!” Hutch screamed. “Goddamn, lady! Not everything is about what happened to me! I want back to duty fulltime right now!”
Grace folded her arms and tightened her mouth. Hutch was too furious to listen to any reason at this point. “No.”
Incensed beyond anything he’d ever known, Hutch clenched his fists.
“Look at you, Detective. Your self-esteem is through the floor, you have mood swings from one extreme to the other, you’ve had four flashbacks and one of those you tore the hell out of the squadroom. Now, you’re in my office making demands to go back to work because your partner was in a minor traffic accident. If you think I’m going to put a loaded weapon in your hand and let you police the public in your condition, you’re worse off than you realize.”
The facts rolled through Hutch like a storm and with his fists clenching until his knuckles whitened, he was about ready to snap. He took two steps and towered over the short woman. “All you want to do is to fucking control me! Every time you use one of your stupid notions you’re hoping I’ll just go along with it and not say a fucking word! I’m not one of your fucking science experiments so don’t play these fucking games with me!”
Grace’s eyes grew wide during Hutch’s tirade and she looked over at the door coming open. Starsky rushed in and put himself between her and Hutch.
Starsky put his hands on Hutch’s arms. “Hutch.”
Hutch threw Starsky’s touch off and screamed, “Keep your damn hands off me!” He stepped back and ran both his hands through his hair. Without saying another word, Hutch stormed from the office.
Role Reversal