Fandom:STARSKY AND HUTCHPairing:Hutch and StarskyLength:longAuthor on LJ:unknownAuthor Websitehttp://starskyhutcharchive.com/stories.php?genre=slash:Why this must be read: This story is a sequel to "Alternate" by Pam Rose. Author's Note: This is a warning to anyone who cares to heed it. The "POV" in this story, as usual, bounces around with as much determination as those tennis balls at Wimbledon—to borrow a slick phrase from a reviewer. In my S/H stories, everyone has balls! This is a great series and it is worth reading. I am just surprised that they hadn't been rec'ced before this.
Starsky hung up the phone with a frown. Weird, definitely weird. He tucked the report back into the folder, absently noting the mustard stain on the cover. He'd have to get a new one before he turned this in or Minnie would have his balls.
Kathy had emerged from the bathroom a moment before and was now in the kitchen. She came back with two glasses of wine. Starsky accepted his and sipped it thoughtfully.
"What was that all about?"
"Huh? What?"
"Was that Hutch on the phone?"
"Uh, yeah. He needed some information."
"Naturally. Every time I'm here he needs something. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was jealous."
Starsky hardly heard what she was saying. He nodded blankly, still studying the mustard stain on the manila folder.
She chuckled. "Are you agreeing with me or ignoring me?"
He started. "Oh...sorry. I was thinking about something else."
"Obviously." She snuggled closer. "Want to start thinking about me now?"
The Other End of the Line