Thank you Ride!
Mar. 14th, 2012 01:42 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
This is part of a much longer fic which I'm writing at the moment called Lair of the White Wolf... I'm posting it as I go along on fanfic, I'll post the whole thing on AO3 when it's finished.
Fraser is staying at the Vecchio's, and has just been delivered from Frannie.
"She's a fine young woman," a voice remarked out of nowhere.
Fraser grimaced, just what he needed... a witness to the whole sorry event. "Hello Dad," he acknowledged his father's ghost with resignation. "I'm sure she is very fine indeed, but she's my best friend's sister."
"She does seem a little fierce. Have you asked her to show you her teeth?"
Fraser looked up, still hugging the pillow, and saw his father, in his field uniform, laden down in sub Arctic furs and boots. "You know, when I was a child, I had a teddy bear, and I used to pretend he was you?"
"A teddy bear?"
"Because you were both so furry. Your beaver skin hat had flaps just like the teddy's ears. And the teddy was always there."
"Oh, are you trying to make me feel guilty?"
"No, of course not. I just remembered it, that's all." Fraser sighed, and began to get dressed. His father observed him silently for a while.
"Son," he said, "you don't seem entirely happy."
"Nobody's ever entirely happy."
"Oh, I disagree. In my life there were plenty of times when I was entirely happy. Your mother made me happy. So did you."
Fraser looked up and smiled at his father. "Really?" He thought about it. "The first Christmas I remember, you came home with a dog sleigh in the middle of the night. I remember I thought it might be Father Christmas when I heard the sleigh, but I looked out, and it was even better, because it was you."
For a moment his father stood there, as though about to speak. Then he brushed his eyes and was gone.
Fraser smiled painfully. He should have remembered. The best way to make a man uncomfortable was to talk about feelings.
He patted his leg to call Dief to him, then made his way downstairs to breakfast.
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