Fandom:STARSKY and HUTCH
Pairing:Starsky and Hutch
Length:32.5k
Author on LJ:
charlotte_frostAuthor Website:
http://www.magicravenranch.com/shmenu.html Why this must be read:
Enshroud means to blanket and this theme is used so beautifully by Charlotte Frost throughout this story. It takes place at the end of the fourth season. Starsky's girl friend was killed in a freak car accident and he's mourning her death without Hutch for comfort. The guys have been off kilter (as we all know) quite a bit, Hutch with Marianne(going to her when he was beaten instead of Starsky), Starsky with the Blind girl, (closing himself off from Hutch) etc... Hutch tells Starsky he misses him and just wants to comfort him and they both decide to stop acting selfish and to rely on each other again.
They're doing good until Nancy Blake from Terror on the dock comes back into Hutch's life. Things go very bad and now Hutch is in trouble, bad, bad, trouble. Nancy goes from sweet little Nancy to something that the guys never dreamed of. The old saying evil companions corrupts good morals, come true in this case, and Carl's his name.
Starsky comes to the rescue and finds a physically and mentally hurt Hutch.
"And how's your mother?"
Nancy sighed. "Mom moved back to Minnesota."
"Oh." Hutch hadn't been expecting that.
"Yeah," Nancy said with discomfort. "I started seeing this guy, Carl." Her eyes lit up. "He has bright green eyes and sandy-colored hair, down to his neck. He's muscular and very handsome. And, well, I moved in with him. Mom didn't approve. Leaving was her way of expressing how much she disapproved."
Hutch hadn't expected something like living together before marriage from a simple girl like Nancy. He shrugged. "More and more young couples are living together first. Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't have married Vanessa, if I'd known what we were like together under the same roof." She seemed to relax at his lack of judgment. "How long ago did your mother leave?"
"It's been a few months. It's felt odd, her not being around," Nancy smiled gently, "but I think it was way past time for me to have my own life. I needed to grow up."
Hutch looked her over. "I'd say the change has done you well." Still, something seemed a bit "off" to him.
She gazed back at him, while running her finger along the rim of her glass of iced tea. "So, what about you? Anybody special in your life?"
Just Starsky. "No, I haven't had anybody serious in a while." They all turn out badly -- for me and Starsk both.
Enshroud