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The Other Side of the Window by Laura McEwan (PG)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch (pre-slash/gen)
Length: 7K
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lauramcewan
Author Website: http://www.hawksong.com/~lauramcewan/index.html
Why this must be read:
In the spirit of full disclosure, Laura wrote this for me for the Me and Thee Yahoo Group's 2007 Secret Santa. I'd admitted h/c was a favorite genre of mine and she went to town. This is a complement to the two-part episode The Plague. It's not a missing scene so much as a look at the action through Hutch's eyes. Gravely ill, he is all but sure he's dying. Certain things become clear as his time ticks away. He only wonders if he'll ever have the opportunity to say what needs to be said. The story isn't super long, but it's delicious. Think of it as an angst truffle. Yummy!
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch (pre-slash/gen)
Length: 7K
Author on LJ:
lauramcewanAuthor Website: http://www.hawksong.com/~lauramcewan/index.html
Why this must be read:
In the spirit of full disclosure, Laura wrote this for me for the Me and Thee Yahoo Group's 2007 Secret Santa. I'd admitted h/c was a favorite genre of mine and she went to town. This is a complement to the two-part episode The Plague. It's not a missing scene so much as a look at the action through Hutch's eyes. Gravely ill, he is all but sure he's dying. Certain things become clear as his time ticks away. He only wonders if he'll ever have the opportunity to say what needs to be said. The story isn't super long, but it's delicious. Think of it as an angst truffle. Yummy!
Hutch struggled, his eyes darting frantically as if searching for an escape in the ceiling. "Just take care of the little -- little sucker that's - t-twisting my chest into a knot."
An impossible, desperate request, he knew, but Starsky reached for him. Their hands came together fiercely, Hutch needing something solid and alive to hold onto as his body tried to drive his consciousness away. He resented the cool feel of the latex instead of the warmth of his partner's hand.
But it would do.
The Other Side of the Window
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