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crack_van2010-10-27 10:33 am
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Cold Hands, Warm Heart by Dale_Gardener (G)
Fandom:STARSKY AND HUTCH
Pairing:none
Length:4841 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dalegardener
Author Website:http://archiveofourown.org/works/129241
Why this must be read:
This is a beautiful ghost story, just perfect for this Halloween season. I say beautiful because (IF) Hutch is a ghost, he is going to be a beautiful one. Read and enjoy!
"Starsky?"
He whirls, peering into the dimness of the unlit bedroom. A tall shadow looms there, and then the shadow steps into the light.
"You son of a bitch!" Starsky crows. The little watering can hits the floor with a plastic clatter. "Where the hell have you been?" Arms outstretched, he grabs Hutch and spins him around. "You've been driving me nuts! Oh my god!" He throws his arms around his friend and thumps him on the back. "You're cold enough we could take an ice pick to you and drop you in a scotch. Come on," he says, steering the unresisting figure to the sofa, " sit down. I'll get you a blanket. Hutch, where have you been?"
Cold Hands, Warm Heart
Pairing:none
Length:4841 words
Author on LJ:
dalegardenerAuthor Website:http://archiveofourown.org/works/129241
Why this must be read:
This is a beautiful ghost story, just perfect for this Halloween season. I say beautiful because (IF) Hutch is a ghost, he is going to be a beautiful one. Read and enjoy!
"Starsky?"
He whirls, peering into the dimness of the unlit bedroom. A tall shadow looms there, and then the shadow steps into the light.
"You son of a bitch!" Starsky crows. The little watering can hits the floor with a plastic clatter. "Where the hell have you been?" Arms outstretched, he grabs Hutch and spins him around. "You've been driving me nuts! Oh my god!" He throws his arms around his friend and thumps him on the back. "You're cold enough we could take an ice pick to you and drop you in a scotch. Come on," he says, steering the unresisting figure to the sofa, " sit down. I'll get you a blanket. Hutch, where have you been?"
Cold Hands, Warm Heart
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