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Night Light, by bakaknight (R)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio
Length: 20,000+ words
Author on LJ:
bakaknight
Author Website: fic tag
Why this must be read: because it's a perfect slice of Vecchio's life in Vegas, how he not only survives there, but thrives there for a while, before falling back into his life in Chicago.
bakaknight does an excellent job of showing us the truth behind a Las Vegas mobster, the rhythms of Armando Langoustini's life and the complicated relationships that twist through the Iguana family.
Night Light is a complex, nuanced, and well-written story, one of the best delights of this past year's Seekrit Santa fic exchange. This is everything you've ever wanted in a Vecchio-in-Vegas story, even if you never knew it.
Dusk was already starting to fall in the cemetery, and I wished I hadn't left my coat in the car; At night, Vegas herself was almost as cold as the desert. Certainly as unforgiving.
It didn't take me long to find her grave; the granite headstone almost glittered in the twilight, the shadows shifted as the wind picked up and moved the branches of the overhanging tree. I stared at it for a few long moments.
"...I'm old, and I'm tired."
And now, I added to myself, you're dead. And I'm... "Relieved," I muttered, watching the shadows move. Odd. There wasn't any wind at that moment, the branches weren't moving.
Night Light
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio
Length: 20,000+ words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: fic tag
Why this must be read: because it's a perfect slice of Vecchio's life in Vegas, how he not only survives there, but thrives there for a while, before falling back into his life in Chicago.
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Night Light is a complex, nuanced, and well-written story, one of the best delights of this past year's Seekrit Santa fic exchange. This is everything you've ever wanted in a Vecchio-in-Vegas story, even if you never knew it.
Dusk was already starting to fall in the cemetery, and I wished I hadn't left my coat in the car; At night, Vegas herself was almost as cold as the desert. Certainly as unforgiving.
It didn't take me long to find her grave; the granite headstone almost glittered in the twilight, the shadows shifted as the wind picked up and moved the branches of the overhanging tree. I stared at it for a few long moments.
"...I'm old, and I'm tired."
And now, I added to myself, you're dead. And I'm... "Relieved," I muttered, watching the shadows move. Odd. There wasn't any wind at that moment, the branches weren't moving.
Night Light