Hey, where is my comment gone, huh? You didn't think I wouldn't comment on a story for me, did you? Because I did, comment that it ::glares at LJ::
This is all good: Ray's pregnant clown case and Frannie, and Fraser making pizza with pineapple on top ... ::sighs:: ... And the kissing of course. Not to forget about the kissing!
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I love the whole thing--the kisses were the best--but especially:
"It matters little in the grand scheme of things, Ray," he tells me on the phone. What kind of sentence is that? Canadian is a weird language.
That's just *wonderful*!
Yeah, Fraser, I know that. I guess I knew before, I just didn't know I knew it, or that I loved you back.
I love you back, Fraser.
I don't have enough higher brain function to say all that right now, so I give him the Readers' Digest Condensed Version.
"Yeah."
Such a wonderful confession of love--and I *adore* that Fraser gets it.
I love Fraser being all worried and staying until he knew that Ray was okay. (Though I'm quite curious about why he couldn't get Ray at the station.)
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Thanks. :) I think Fraser is a heck of a lot more perceptive than he's given credit for, especially on that sense-level, or whatever it's called.
Fraser couldn't get Ray at the station because they were being held hostage by a pregnant clown. She wouldn't have let him use the phone.
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::headdesk::
I should never ever do *anything* before coffee.
Of course. ;)
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I don't know how long he kisses me for, how long we kiss each other. After a while we pull apart some, and for a minute we just look at each other.
Husky, low voice. "I love you, Ray. You know that."
*Wibble*
I loved it :)
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This is all good: Ray's pregnant clown case and Frannie, and Fraser making pizza with pineapple on top ... ::sighs:: ... And the kissing of course. Not to forget about the kissing!
THANK YOU!
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Fraser would like to say that Ray should get back over here where he belongs. Please.
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