When We Met, Chapter 7
Title: When We Met
Pairing: Ace/Spanners, Spanners/Kochanski
Beta: techh_ism and my gf
Chapters: 7 of 15?
Rating: R
Summery: Before Ace went Dimension hopping he met a young scouser. One meeting changed their lives forever.
Disclaimer: Red Dwarf isn't mine, and Ace and Spanners are sadly the property of Grant Naylor.
Note: Sorry this took so long to post! I'll post chapter 8 tomorrow since this isn't a very long chapter, and 9 on Friday since 9 isn't very long either. There is only a hint of Spanners/Ace in this, it's mostly Kochanski/Spanners, I promise that there will be more Ace/Spanners in later chapters.
“And this is your room.” The man said, pointing Lister to the small room. He was twenty-four now, and was just assigned to a mining ship called Red Dwarf. His job was to first technician, assigned to A-shift. “Yer roommate is out at the moment, you’ll have time to settle in.” the officer said, patted Lister on the back, and left.
Lister dropped his bag, and looked around. Until this point Lister was only assigned menial jobs on base, he was finally in space. He didn’t want to admit it, but he and Ace had lost touch over the years. Ace being a pilot, and Lister being a mechanic, one would think they would interact plenty, but their schedules no longer matched, and neither had time to write.
Lister hadn’t seen Ace in two years. Not since he graduated from the Academy. Ace took him out to dinner to celebrate, and give him bad news. Ace was assigned on to a new space station on one of Jupiter’s moons, Lister didn’t remember which, and didn’t know when he’s be back to Earth.
“I’m sorry, old love” Ace said, looking appropriately apologetic.
“When did ya find out?” Lister asked, poking his curry with his fork.
“A few days ago. I wanted to tell you in person, Spanners. I ship out next month.”
“Guess we’ll ‘ave to make tha best of tha time we ‘ave.”
“Of course.”
“So…what does this mean fer us?”
“We can still write, but I don’t know when I’ll see you again, Spanners. It’s up to you.”
“Up to me?” Lister thought for a moment, “Let’s jus’ see ‘ow it works.”
“Deal, old love.” Ace leaned over their food, and kissed him.
That had been two years ago. They had written to one another in the beginning, but both had gotten so busy many letters went unanswered. Lister did get to read about Ace in the news, how he’d been promoted to Lieutenant. Lister wrote him a congratulations letter, and received a reply almost three months later with Ace’s thanks and hopes that Lister was well.
Now Lister was in space. He realized he’d never see Ace again, he felt a pang of guilt as it was because of Ace he was even here, and he’d never repay the man. Maybe it’s fer tha best.
“Spanners!” A voice from the entryway called, Lister’s head snapped up.
“Lew!” He stood, the men embraced in a hug.
“What are ya doing here?”
“Jus’ got assigned to A-shift.”
“Really? Wow. Who woulda thought I’d see your mug again. What’s with the glasses?”
Lister laughed, and instinctively pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Got ‘em las’ year. Me eyes got worse at tha academy. I can barely see without them. Doc says I read too much.”
The older man laughed. “How’ve ya been, Spanners?”
“Good. It’s weird bein’ in space. I haven’ been further than tha moon.”
“Well, we’re travelin’ everywhere, so you’ll see plenty. Oh, how’s Ace?”
“Dunno.” Lew gave him a shocked look, “’e and I lost touch after I graduated.”
“Shame. To be honest I suspected he fancied you.”
“Wa?” Lister tried to act surprised.
“Yea, the way he talked about you, I’d only seen him that happy when he was talking about flying.”
Lister couldn’t help but smile, he felt his cheeks burn. “Have ya talked ter ‘im?”
“Not recently. Haven’t seen him since he got his gold wings, but we wrote sometimes, but not as of late. Shame. He’s a great guy.”
“Yea.”
“So, Spanners, how about you unpack and we go get a drink.”
“Sure, I could use a few bevvies.”
The next few months on the Red Dwarf were dull. Lister became the go-to guy whenever anything broke down. Nights were spent with Lew at the CopaCabana Cocktail Bar getting blitzed. During one of his many nights there, Lister met Olaf Peterson, a Danish catering officer who loved nothing more than getting drunk. Peterson introduced him to Selby and Chen. They spent each night playing drinking games, and getting as drunk as they could.
Lister couldn’t say he hated being on the Red Dwarf, but it was beginning to get dull. Besides Lew, he couldn’t have an intelligent conversation with anyone sober.
One Friday night, Lew had to work, so Lister joined Peterson, Chen, and Selby for their usual drinks when he saw her. He was floored. And when she smiled, Lister felt the room disappear.
Her name was Kristine Kochanski, Chief Navigation Officer. She was out of Lister’s league, but that never stopped him. After several failed attempts to start a conversation, she introduced herself and asked him out.
For the next few weeks Lister was flouting. Work had a whole new life. He and Krissie talked about everything, things he only talked to Ace about. Lister had become sentimental; everything he did had something to do with Krissie. He was hopelessly, helplessly in love. They spent all their off time together, watching Lister’s favorite movie: It’s a Wonderful Life. Lister had lost count of how many times he and Ace watched it, but unlike Ace, it was Krissie’s favorite movie too.
In the back of his mind Lister wondered if it was alright to date Krissie, as he and Ace never officially broke up, but he decided that since he’d never see Ace again it was alright. It had been awhile since Lister had been with a woman, not that he forgot, but he did note on the differences. After a particular passionate love-making session Lister recalled the first time Ace let him top, something he never imagined the man would do.
Lister remembered that he was nineteen and Ace suggested they try something different. At first it was awkward, but Ace walked him through it. After that night he and Ace switched places occasionally. Why am I thinking of him? Lister wondered, glancing at the naked silhouette of the sleeping Krissie. Lister felt a slight familiar pang, being with someone else made him miss Ace more. Lister sighed, rolled on his side, and wrapped an arm around Krissie’s waist.
Pairing: Ace/Spanners, Spanners/Kochanski
Beta: techh_ism and my gf
Chapters: 7 of 15?
Rating: R
Summery: Before Ace went Dimension hopping he met a young scouser. One meeting changed their lives forever.
Disclaimer: Red Dwarf isn't mine, and Ace and Spanners are sadly the property of Grant Naylor.
Note: Sorry this took so long to post! I'll post chapter 8 tomorrow since this isn't a very long chapter, and 9 on Friday since 9 isn't very long either. There is only a hint of Spanners/Ace in this, it's mostly Kochanski/Spanners, I promise that there will be more Ace/Spanners in later chapters.
“And this is your room.” The man said, pointing Lister to the small room. He was twenty-four now, and was just assigned to a mining ship called Red Dwarf. His job was to first technician, assigned to A-shift. “Yer roommate is out at the moment, you’ll have time to settle in.” the officer said, patted Lister on the back, and left.
Lister dropped his bag, and looked around. Until this point Lister was only assigned menial jobs on base, he was finally in space. He didn’t want to admit it, but he and Ace had lost touch over the years. Ace being a pilot, and Lister being a mechanic, one would think they would interact plenty, but their schedules no longer matched, and neither had time to write.
Lister hadn’t seen Ace in two years. Not since he graduated from the Academy. Ace took him out to dinner to celebrate, and give him bad news. Ace was assigned on to a new space station on one of Jupiter’s moons, Lister didn’t remember which, and didn’t know when he’s be back to Earth.
“I’m sorry, old love” Ace said, looking appropriately apologetic.
“When did ya find out?” Lister asked, poking his curry with his fork.
“A few days ago. I wanted to tell you in person, Spanners. I ship out next month.”
“Guess we’ll ‘ave to make tha best of tha time we ‘ave.”
“Of course.”
“So…what does this mean fer us?”
“We can still write, but I don’t know when I’ll see you again, Spanners. It’s up to you.”
“Up to me?” Lister thought for a moment, “Let’s jus’ see ‘ow it works.”
“Deal, old love.” Ace leaned over their food, and kissed him.
That had been two years ago. They had written to one another in the beginning, but both had gotten so busy many letters went unanswered. Lister did get to read about Ace in the news, how he’d been promoted to Lieutenant. Lister wrote him a congratulations letter, and received a reply almost three months later with Ace’s thanks and hopes that Lister was well.
Now Lister was in space. He realized he’d never see Ace again, he felt a pang of guilt as it was because of Ace he was even here, and he’d never repay the man. Maybe it’s fer tha best.
“Spanners!” A voice from the entryway called, Lister’s head snapped up.
“Lew!” He stood, the men embraced in a hug.
“What are ya doing here?”
“Jus’ got assigned to A-shift.”
“Really? Wow. Who woulda thought I’d see your mug again. What’s with the glasses?”
Lister laughed, and instinctively pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Got ‘em las’ year. Me eyes got worse at tha academy. I can barely see without them. Doc says I read too much.”
The older man laughed. “How’ve ya been, Spanners?”
“Good. It’s weird bein’ in space. I haven’ been further than tha moon.”
“Well, we’re travelin’ everywhere, so you’ll see plenty. Oh, how’s Ace?”
“Dunno.” Lew gave him a shocked look, “’e and I lost touch after I graduated.”
“Shame. To be honest I suspected he fancied you.”
“Wa?” Lister tried to act surprised.
“Yea, the way he talked about you, I’d only seen him that happy when he was talking about flying.”
Lister couldn’t help but smile, he felt his cheeks burn. “Have ya talked ter ‘im?”
“Not recently. Haven’t seen him since he got his gold wings, but we wrote sometimes, but not as of late. Shame. He’s a great guy.”
“Yea.”
“So, Spanners, how about you unpack and we go get a drink.”
“Sure, I could use a few bevvies.”
The next few months on the Red Dwarf were dull. Lister became the go-to guy whenever anything broke down. Nights were spent with Lew at the CopaCabana Cocktail Bar getting blitzed. During one of his many nights there, Lister met Olaf Peterson, a Danish catering officer who loved nothing more than getting drunk. Peterson introduced him to Selby and Chen. They spent each night playing drinking games, and getting as drunk as they could.
Lister couldn’t say he hated being on the Red Dwarf, but it was beginning to get dull. Besides Lew, he couldn’t have an intelligent conversation with anyone sober.
One Friday night, Lew had to work, so Lister joined Peterson, Chen, and Selby for their usual drinks when he saw her. He was floored. And when she smiled, Lister felt the room disappear.
Her name was Kristine Kochanski, Chief Navigation Officer. She was out of Lister’s league, but that never stopped him. After several failed attempts to start a conversation, she introduced herself and asked him out.
For the next few weeks Lister was flouting. Work had a whole new life. He and Krissie talked about everything, things he only talked to Ace about. Lister had become sentimental; everything he did had something to do with Krissie. He was hopelessly, helplessly in love. They spent all their off time together, watching Lister’s favorite movie: It’s a Wonderful Life. Lister had lost count of how many times he and Ace watched it, but unlike Ace, it was Krissie’s favorite movie too.
In the back of his mind Lister wondered if it was alright to date Krissie, as he and Ace never officially broke up, but he decided that since he’d never see Ace again it was alright. It had been awhile since Lister had been with a woman, not that he forgot, but he did note on the differences. After a particular passionate love-making session Lister recalled the first time Ace let him top, something he never imagined the man would do.
Lister remembered that he was nineteen and Ace suggested they try something different. At first it was awkward, but Ace walked him through it. After that night he and Ace switched places occasionally. Why am I thinking of him? Lister wondered, glancing at the naked silhouette of the sleeping Krissie. Lister felt a slight familiar pang, being with someone else made him miss Ace more. Lister sighed, rolled on his side, and wrapped an arm around Krissie’s waist.