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In the Vicinity of Love by Elaine Walker (PG)
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio (unrequited)
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website:
Why this must be read: One thing that is always intrging about Fraser is the fact that for a smart guy he tends to be clueless about the nuanaces of human emotion. He can track a man 500 miles across sheer ice but doesn't understand the nature of love. This story really has that idea as its plot. Fraser has been through an emotional time rescuing Ray and taking him home to take care of him. There they kiss and Fraser finds himself analysing that action and how he feels, not knowing if he does love Ray, he's full of doubt. The ending is a hopeful but not upbeat conclusion.
Ray is here, in my apartment, in my bed. I look at him and still I can hardly believe it. I find myself continually drifting towards him. I reach out to touch his sleeping face only to draw back at the last minute. He needs this time to rest. And it seems that I need this time to come to terms with what I am feeling.
I don't know what I am feeling.
I'm not accustomed to being at such a loss. Incredibly, I find myself wishing my father would appear, the way he's got into the habit of doing lately. Usually I find it an annoying habit, but now that I want him he's nowhere around. Where is he when I really need advice? But then, he never was much good at giving advice on personal matters. Why should that have changed just because he's dead?
This time, it appears, I'm on my own. So. Start at the beginning.
In the Vicinity of Love
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio (unrequited)
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website:
Why this must be read: One thing that is always intrging about Fraser is the fact that for a smart guy he tends to be clueless about the nuanaces of human emotion. He can track a man 500 miles across sheer ice but doesn't understand the nature of love. This story really has that idea as its plot. Fraser has been through an emotional time rescuing Ray and taking him home to take care of him. There they kiss and Fraser finds himself analysing that action and how he feels, not knowing if he does love Ray, he's full of doubt. The ending is a hopeful but not upbeat conclusion.
Ray is here, in my apartment, in my bed. I look at him and still I can hardly believe it. I find myself continually drifting towards him. I reach out to touch his sleeping face only to draw back at the last minute. He needs this time to rest. And it seems that I need this time to come to terms with what I am feeling.
I don't know what I am feeling.
I'm not accustomed to being at such a loss. Incredibly, I find myself wishing my father would appear, the way he's got into the habit of doing lately. Usually I find it an annoying habit, but now that I want him he's nowhere around. Where is he when I really need advice? But then, he never was much good at giving advice on personal matters. Why should that have changed just because he's dead?
This time, it appears, I'm on my own. So. Start at the beginning.
In the Vicinity of Love