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Eight Weeks by zellieh (+15)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: Approx. 2300 words
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: All fic is indexed here.
Why this must be read: 'Eight Weeks' is one of the two stories I have ever found that is told from the unique perspective of Barbra Kowaski. The whole story really captures that feeling of a mother who is happy her son is happy but at the same time curious and a little worried about the mysterious 'girl' who has put that special smile on her little boy's face.
First Week.
The hamper wasn’t empty, but there were no sheets in it. Barbara frowned, and checked the bedroom, and all the cupboards, but she couldn’t find the dirty sheets anywhere. Finally, she counted his sets: the blue ones, the white ones, the ugly grey striped ones, the ones with the little faded flowers…they were all there, and the ones on the bed were clean, too.
Ray had done his own laundry.
Except he hadn’t, because he hadn’t washed his clothes, only his sheets.
Hmm.
He hadn’t done that since he’d been a teenager, having wet dreams over Stella…
Oh.
Eight Weeks
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: Approx. 2300 words
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: All fic is indexed here.
Why this must be read: 'Eight Weeks' is one of the two stories I have ever found that is told from the unique perspective of Barbra Kowaski. The whole story really captures that feeling of a mother who is happy her son is happy but at the same time curious and a little worried about the mysterious 'girl' who has put that special smile on her little boy's face.
First Week.
The hamper wasn’t empty, but there were no sheets in it. Barbara frowned, and checked the bedroom, and all the cupboards, but she couldn’t find the dirty sheets anywhere. Finally, she counted his sets: the blue ones, the white ones, the ugly grey striped ones, the ones with the little faded flowers…they were all there, and the ones on the bed were clean, too.
Ray had done his own laundry.
Except he hadn’t, because he hadn’t washed his clothes, only his sheets.
Hmm.
He hadn’t done that since he’d been a teenager, having wet dreams over Stella…
Oh.
Eight Weeks
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