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Northern Light by Shadow, NC-17
I did not notice until I was going through the list of fics I'd been accumulating since April that I had accumulated two "Blind Ray" fics; this is a very different story than "Due For a Change" whatever structural or thematic commonalities they share.
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Kowalski/Fraser
Length: Novellette in four linked parts
Author on LJ:unknown
Author Website:A Real Adventure
Why this must be read:Because it was an award winning story in 2003 but hasn't been recommended here before, because it has some wonderful OCs and gives a great picture of how people in small towns take care of each other, because Kowalski and Fraser are both rational and yet it still manages to be a little romantic and very hot.
Excerpt:
"What's at the truck?" I said suspiciously, trying not to stumble. There was a tapping sound off to my right. "And what's that sound?"
"I'll show you what's at the truck," John chuckled. "And the tapping is my cane. Don't you have one?"
Oh, yeah. The life skills lady had given me one. I'd never gone out, so I'd never used it.
"Yeah, somewhere," I said vaguely. "I could make a comment right now about the blind leading the blind."
"And I'd tell you I'd heard it about a million times," John laughed. "Okay. Here we are. Here, take this." Something hard and dry was shoved into my hand - a dog biscuit.
"What's this for?" I asked, but I already knew, I could hear the panting on the other side of the door. I heard John open the truck door.
"Go ahead and give it to her," John urged. "Her name's Niri."
"Hey, Niri." A big old soft mouth gently took the dog biscuit, and I tried real hard (and successfully) not to poke any eyes out as I ruffled the big fuzzy head. "Hey, that's a good girl. What a nice big girl." Okay, nobody can say I'm not sentimental around dogs. I gave her a hug and got a kiss on the cheek for my trouble. She was big, all right - as big as Dief, or maybe even a little bit bigger.
"So what's her name mean?" I said, still hugging.
John chuckled.
"Believe it or not, it's Inuktitut for 'eat'," he said. "Which is her favorite pastime in the world. I think she gets it from Diefenbaker."
"Oh." I grinned. "You mean she's - "
"His daughter," John said. "Her mother's a full-blooded malamute."
"Is she, like, your guide dog?" I asked.
John chuckled again.
"Nope," he said. "She's yours."
Northern Light
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Kowalski/Fraser
Length: Novellette in four linked parts
Author on LJ:unknown
Author Website:A Real Adventure
Why this must be read:Because it was an award winning story in 2003 but hasn't been recommended here before, because it has some wonderful OCs and gives a great picture of how people in small towns take care of each other, because Kowalski and Fraser are both rational and yet it still manages to be a little romantic and very hot.
Excerpt:
"What's at the truck?" I said suspiciously, trying not to stumble. There was a tapping sound off to my right. "And what's that sound?"
"I'll show you what's at the truck," John chuckled. "And the tapping is my cane. Don't you have one?"
Oh, yeah. The life skills lady had given me one. I'd never gone out, so I'd never used it.
"Yeah, somewhere," I said vaguely. "I could make a comment right now about the blind leading the blind."
"And I'd tell you I'd heard it about a million times," John laughed. "Okay. Here we are. Here, take this." Something hard and dry was shoved into my hand - a dog biscuit.
"What's this for?" I asked, but I already knew, I could hear the panting on the other side of the door. I heard John open the truck door.
"Go ahead and give it to her," John urged. "Her name's Niri."
"Hey, Niri." A big old soft mouth gently took the dog biscuit, and I tried real hard (and successfully) not to poke any eyes out as I ruffled the big fuzzy head. "Hey, that's a good girl. What a nice big girl." Okay, nobody can say I'm not sentimental around dogs. I gave her a hug and got a kiss on the cheek for my trouble. She was big, all right - as big as Dief, or maybe even a little bit bigger.
"So what's her name mean?" I said, still hugging.
John chuckled.
"Believe it or not, it's Inuktitut for 'eat'," he said. "Which is her favorite pastime in the world. I think she gets it from Diefenbaker."
"Oh." I grinned. "You mean she's - "
"His daughter," John said. "Her mother's a full-blooded malamute."
"Is she, like, your guide dog?" I asked.
John chuckled again.
"Nope," he said. "She's yours."
Northern Light