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What else would you have me be? by: sionnain (MA)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH WITH SPECIAL GUEST DURHAM COUNTY
Pairing: Mike Sweeney/Ray Kowalski )Background Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio and a smidge of unrequited Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski)
Length: 10,700
Author on LJ: Formerly![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sionnain
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Why this must be read: This is one of my favorite fics ever because not only do we get to see how Mike and Ray's relationship works between them but we also get to see it work with others. For example I *love* how Ray and Sadie get along and that it is mentioned that it would be harder for Mike and Ray if Ray didn't get along with his kids. In this fic there are so many little details from both shows that the author weaves together so wonderfully to make it plausible that they are actually one show.
Ray's waiting by the gate, slouched low in the seat, hands folded across his stomach. He's tired, and the bright light filtering through the wide, uncovered windows is hurting his eyes. His sunglasses are in his bag at his feet. It's a good bag, sturdy—he bought it at an outpost in Canada, before he and Fraser's trip to find the Hand of Franklin a few years ago. It's a little beat up now, even though he's used it in far more airports and trains than dogsleds or snowshoes—but still serviceable.
If he were in the mood for metaphors, there'd be one in there somewhere. But he's not in the mood.
Ray looks down and thinks about reaching in and finding his sunglasses. He doesn't move, just looks back at the little screen above the door and squints, sees his destination--Toronto--in thick, bold red letters, the departure time printed above it in blue.
Going back to Canada, Ray thinks at the bag, and kicks it once for good measure.
* * *
Mike comes back with a couple of cups of coffee and a scowl, the set of his shoulders tense. There's a vicious look in his eyes that makes Ray both nervous and turned on. Mike'd left Ray at the gate to take a call on his cell, and by the look of him, it hadn't gone well.
There's only one person Mike fights with on the phone anymore. He and Audrey's phone calls are tense but not angry; Mike told him once if they'd had the passion to be angry, they'd still be married. Ray'd remembered those last few months with Stella and thought that wasn't true, but then he remembered Fraser taking him back to the airport in the Middle of Nowhere Canada, silence loud in the cab of the truck, and thought maybe it was.
What else would you have me be?
Pairing: Mike Sweeney/Ray Kowalski )Background Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio and a smidge of unrequited Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski)
Length: 10,700
Author on LJ: Formerly
sionnainAuthor Website:
sionnain_ficsWhy this must be read: This is one of my favorite fics ever because not only do we get to see how Mike and Ray's relationship works between them but we also get to see it work with others. For example I *love* how Ray and Sadie get along and that it is mentioned that it would be harder for Mike and Ray if Ray didn't get along with his kids. In this fic there are so many little details from both shows that the author weaves together so wonderfully to make it plausible that they are actually one show.
Ray's waiting by the gate, slouched low in the seat, hands folded across his stomach. He's tired, and the bright light filtering through the wide, uncovered windows is hurting his eyes. His sunglasses are in his bag at his feet. It's a good bag, sturdy—he bought it at an outpost in Canada, before he and Fraser's trip to find the Hand of Franklin a few years ago. It's a little beat up now, even though he's used it in far more airports and trains than dogsleds or snowshoes—but still serviceable.
If he were in the mood for metaphors, there'd be one in there somewhere. But he's not in the mood.
Ray looks down and thinks about reaching in and finding his sunglasses. He doesn't move, just looks back at the little screen above the door and squints, sees his destination--Toronto--in thick, bold red letters, the departure time printed above it in blue.
Going back to Canada, Ray thinks at the bag, and kicks it once for good measure.
* * *
Mike comes back with a couple of cups of coffee and a scowl, the set of his shoulders tense. There's a vicious look in his eyes that makes Ray both nervous and turned on. Mike'd left Ray at the gate to take a call on his cell, and by the look of him, it hadn't gone well.
There's only one person Mike fights with on the phone anymore. He and Audrey's phone calls are tense but not angry; Mike told him once if they'd had the passion to be angry, they'd still be married. Ray'd remembered those last few months with Stella and thought that wasn't true, but then he remembered Fraser taking him back to the airport in the Middle of Nowhere Canada, silence loud in the cab of the truck, and thought maybe it was.
What else would you have me be?
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Personally, I'm glad to see that people are still enjoying the stories. :D
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