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crack_van2009-01-02 02:26 pm
nickygabriel) wrote in crack_van2009-01-02 02:26 pm
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Trust Me by Nash Carter (PG-13)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: none
Length: 134kB
Author on LJ: not known
Author Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
It's all about trust. Nothing more, nothing less. From the very beginning to the bitter end. The story takes place right after the credits of the Pilot episode and this is not a death story. But just in case have a hanky nearby. Just in case, you know me.
Trust Me
Pairing: none
Length: 134kB
Author on LJ: not known
Author Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
It's all about trust. Nothing more, nothing less. From the very beginning to the bitter end. The story takes place right after the credits of the Pilot episode and this is not a death story. But just in case have a hanky nearby. Just in case, you know me.
Took me all of five seconds to realize I'd been had. He pulled out of that alley after me, but instead of following me as he's promised, he took a right turn where I turned left. Of course I followed him, thought maybe he'd made a mistake. But I figured out pretty fast what was going on. He tried to ditch me. Not too clumsy, either. Guess I should be proud, I taught him everything he knows. But why did he even try? I followed him for several blocks, trying to figure out what the hell was going on in that blond head.
The only explanation I could think of was one I didn't like at all. He wanted to get rid of me. Was pretty clear, right? He was way too quick to agree with that chili place. Shoulda known something was wrong. But then again, how should I know that he would... Why would I suspect that he...
I may not be the brightest star in the sky, but I know how to take a hint. Don't always do what that hint tells me, but usually I know what people want. Like when we talk with witnesses or suspects, I know when they lie and I know when they'd rather see our backs. Not that I always do them the favor, but I know what they want. And now it was one of those times. I got a very clear message. "Get lost." How else should I interpret his actions? But boy, much as I hate to admit it, getting this message from Hutch of all people, that hurt. A lot. Not that he didn't want to spend the evening with me. Sure, we spend a lot of time together, but we're not joined at the hip. What stung was that he didn't just say no, thanks, but that he first suggested having dinner together and then took off.
Trust Me
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