due South/Dresden Files (G)
Title: Little Boy Lost
Pairing: Gen
Length: 3,725 words
Author on LJ: Phenyx_tP
Author Website: Unknown, but here are some other stories by the same author
Why this must be read:
I'm sure there are other due South/Dresden Files crossovers out there (that have, you know, some Dresden Files in them) but this one is so sweet and warm, that it's got to be my pick for today. Because you know that six-year-old Fraser would be just like this...
The sound of a door opening interrupted any response Vecchio would have made. A freshly scrubbed six-year-old Benton Fraser ran toward them, followed closely by the guardian wolf. The boy stopped in front of Ray.
"All done," he said, holding his small palms out for inspection.
Ray couldn't quite hide his grin. There was no mistaking this kid for anyone but the uptight Mountie Ray had come to know over the last three years. Proper, serious and desperate to please, that was Ben Fraser. So Ray did what he always did when Fraser got too stodgy. He yanked his chain, hard.
Bending down, Ray took the boy's hands in his own and eyed them closely. He turned them over and studied the fingernails. Then he grasped Ben's chin and gave his face a good look. Pulling the boy closer, Ray tilted the small head and examined behind the ears. Ray straightened, tugged the boy against his hip and forced the dark head to bow so he could check the back of Ben's neck. Then, while he was in the area, Ray tucked his hand through the opening at the neck of Ben's shirt and tickled him all the way down his back.
"Ack!" The boy jerked in surprise. Reaching through the shirt, Ray grabbed the waistband of Ben's pants and lifted him off the ground and over one shoulder. "Ray!" little Ben squealed with laughter.
Little Boy Lost
Pairing: Gen
Length: 3,725 words
Author on LJ: Phenyx_tP
Author Website: Unknown, but here are some other stories by the same author
Why this must be read:
I'm sure there are other due South/Dresden Files crossovers out there (that have, you know, some Dresden Files in them) but this one is so sweet and warm, that it's got to be my pick for today. Because you know that six-year-old Fraser would be just like this...
The sound of a door opening interrupted any response Vecchio would have made. A freshly scrubbed six-year-old Benton Fraser ran toward them, followed closely by the guardian wolf. The boy stopped in front of Ray.
"All done," he said, holding his small palms out for inspection.
Ray couldn't quite hide his grin. There was no mistaking this kid for anyone but the uptight Mountie Ray had come to know over the last three years. Proper, serious and desperate to please, that was Ben Fraser. So Ray did what he always did when Fraser got too stodgy. He yanked his chain, hard.
Bending down, Ray took the boy's hands in his own and eyed them closely. He turned them over and studied the fingernails. Then he grasped Ben's chin and gave his face a good look. Pulling the boy closer, Ray tilted the small head and examined behind the ears. Ray straightened, tugged the boy against his hip and forced the dark head to bow so he could check the back of Ben's neck. Then, while he was in the area, Ray tucked his hand through the opening at the neck of Ben's shirt and tickled him all the way down his back.
"Ack!" The boy jerked in surprise. Reaching through the shirt, Ray grabbed the waistband of Ben's pants and lifted him off the ground and over one shoulder. "Ray!" little Ben squealed with laughter.
Little Boy Lost