Turtle Eclipse of the Heart by
belmanoir [Awww, so cute!]
Kowalski/Vecchio, PG, 1512 words, first time, post-CotW. Summary: Vecchio decides he has to win over Kowalski's turtle.
Ray wasn't sure why he even tried to date anymore. Maybe he should just give up and figure he'd be godfather to Fraser's kids when Fraser got around to having them. "His turtle hates me too," he confided. "Today when I tried to pick it up, it scratched me so hard I'm still bleeding."
"Perhaps you startled him, Ray. Turtles are quick to feel threatened."
Ray laughed. "Kinda like Kowalski, huh?"
Little Voices by
zabira [Mindreading!Fraser. GLEE!]
Fraser/Kowalski, NC-17, 3000 words, first time. Summary: He wants to give Ray the same privacy he gives everyone else, and he doesn't want to, in equal measure. When he's not paying strict attention, his mind will seemingly reach toward his partner.
Normally, he tunes it out. It's just a buzz of meaningless noise in his head, with the occasional crisp pop of a single word or phrase coming to him context-free. When he needs to, he can stretch his not-hearing and catch more of what the people around him are thinking and feeling, but he tries not to do it unless he has to. He doesn't need to know what Huey had for breakfast, what Turnbull is doing on Friday night, how often Welsh's thoughts stray to Francesca, so he just-doesn't listen.
Then there is Ray.
Meeting the Curve by
catwalksalone [Funny, sweet and adorable. *hearts*]
Kowalski/Vecchio, PG-13, 1000 words, established relationship, post-CotW.
"Let me get this straight," says Ray, furrowing his brow and staring into the empty beer glass as if it had some magical sense-making powers. "You want us to get married because the Tampa Bay Devil Rays got renamed to the Rays?"
"Yeah," says Kowalski, hunched and barely glancing at Ray from his seat on the next barstool over. "You gotta problem? You think I'm not good enough or something?"
Last Wishes by
mojokid [Gentlemanly Fraser at his best. *g*]
Fraser/Kowalski, PG-13, 1458 words, first time. Summary: ‘Fraser, we’re both going to be dead in about five minutes. What does it matter?'
‘Please, Fraser. Just fucking kiss me. We probably don’t have time for anything else, but we can still-’
‘I’m saying no, Ray.’
‘I’m a good kisser! I’m good at everything, I’ve been told, I can get you references-’
‘I can only imagine, Ray. But listen-’
Benton Fraser by
mizface [Filk!!! \o/]
Fraser/Kowalski, G, 306 words.
There were two policemen in Chicago town,
In Chicago town there were two
And they did partner with a Mountie and wolf (deaf wolf, half wolf)
This is their story, ‘tis odd but it’s true.
There Are Places in the World Other Than Here by
brigantine1 [This! This is the Vecchio I love!]
Kowalski/Vecchio, G, 781 words, pre-slash, post-CotW. Summary: Ray Vecchio has an epiphany or two.
Ray shuts his eyes against the rain. "I was out," he wheezes. "I was warm and toasty in Florida, but I couldn't make it work, I just... So I came back here, and I took back the badge, 'cause it was familiar, you know? It was something I knew I was good at, but now look at me. I'm lying here in the rain on the freaking sidewalk, bleeding all over cold Chicago concrete and ruining a perfectly good mohair coat. What am I, nuts?"
Close, but no Cigar(ette) by
mizface [Vegetables! They are good for you! *g*]
Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio, PG, 300 words, established relationship, post-CotW. Prompt: "aubergine".
Vecchio slapped his hands on the table as he sat down. “It’s just a meal, for crissakes!“ He glared. “Some people around here insist on disgusting things like pineapple pizza, but do we complain?”
Backwards by
spuffyduds [Yummy and intense!]
Fraser/Vecchio, R, 460 words, first time/established relationship.
Ray was wrong about Fraser.
Not about the "maybe he's not totally straight?" part. Thank God. But back when Ray was just...thinking about it, picturing Fraser (but it was more than a picture, there was imagined sound and imagined smell and Ray touching himself thinking about Fraser touching him)...back then he always figured Fraser would have that control thing going even in bed, would be calm and slow-moving.
Alone, Together by
secretlybronte [WOOBIES! OMG, SO GOOD]
Fraser/Kowalski, NC-17, 4000 words, first time, post-CotW, some angst. Summary: Ray can't make it alone and Fraser just keeps calling.
"Tomorrow? Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Which maybe I don't even care about. I do not even care about it at all. But it has been ten years since I had somebody. Why don't I get to have somebody, Fraser? What'd I do wrong?"
"You didn't do anything wrong. Love is... Love is very complicated."
Ray snorted. "You think? 'Cause I think it's pretty goddamn easy." Ray drank the last of his coffee with a shaky hand. "Seems to me you make someone feel special every day and that's supposed to be enough. Only it ain't. And then it's just you and your turtle and then you get a partner and then your partner leaves and your turtle dies and..." Ray stopped and listened for a moment. "Are you typing? Are you typing on the phone with me? I do not think that is polite. I do not think that is the way Canadians are polite, Fraser."