Easy for Starsky. Not so easy for Hutch.

Hutch accepted the forgiveness, the reaffirmation of friendship, gratefully, absorbing its warmth into the cold, dark hole which had slowly and inexorably taken the place of his heart over this past year. The warmth soothed him, filled him, but couldn't quite heal him. Starsky -- dear, resilient, ever trusting Starsky -- Starsky perhaps would heal as he had healed in the past. Maybe even forget in time.

But Hutch.... Kenneth Hutchinson looked inside his own soul and was unable to forgive himself, for his judge was that cruelest magistrate of all -- himself. Guilt remained a heavy burden on his broad shoulders, settling as it had so often in the past, sinking sharp talons deep into his heart. Impulsively, Hutch pulled the other man into his arms, laying one cheek against the soft hair and holding on for dear life. He felt warm arms wrap themselves around his own waist, clinging tightly, seeking as well as offering comfort and solace.

This story is short and sweet so I don’t want to say too much and spoil it but basically Picard says something Q did not expect and things get a little complicated.  Q fixes everything so there’s a happy ending and it’s just really adorable and funny. 

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