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So I claimed I wasn't going to post this until I was all caught up, but that was a filthy lie. The Mountie is suitably scandalized.

The wolf finds her first, growling at her shape in the shadows, and Ben follows a moment later, in full toy soldier regalia despite the lateness of the hour.

No pixies as far as he can see, and he's not sure if he should be pleased.

"Thank you kindly for your patience, ma'am," he says, with a tip of his hat.

Benton Fraser stepped out of the blessedly air-conditioned Florida airport and found himself in Hell.

He had worn his dress serge for the flight, despite Ray's insistence that the trip would end in just this sort of pain. The plane itself had been tolerable, comfortable in point of fact. Most anything was comfortable in comparison to light aircraft. He had never been any farther south than Illinois, had really never expected to be, and he watched out the window in boyish delight. Tennessee! Alabama! He rather wished that he and Ray had had the time to drive down instead.

He wished it right up until the moment he stepped out of the airport at their final destination, after which he didn't wish for anything but death.

He was quitting. That was that. No more wool ever.

For the twenty-minute cab ride to their hotel he was practically delirious. It was frankly fortunate, because if he'd had nothing -- no unadulterated agony -- with which to occupy himself he might have lost his nerve. He and Ray checked into their hotel and he manfully accepted his share of "I told you so" as he changed into a t-shirt (red) and shorts (black with a vertical yellow stripe on each side -- all right, possibly he wasn't quitting.)

Fraser did not fully recover his presence of mind until their cab was pulling up in front of the Kowalski-Vecchio residence and by then there was no backing out. Well, most likely none.

"I suppose it's too late to go to Disneyland first," he said to Ray.

Happy Canada Day indeed.

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( Your friendly neighborhood Mountie. )

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After obtaining Inspector Thatcher's grudging consent, Fraser set out fresh water for Diefenbaker and changed into his street clothes before heading out the door to wait for Ray. Standing just outside the gate, in the usual denim, flannel and leather, he felt a bit like he was loitering, but the uniform simply wouldn't be at all appropriate for the public perpetration of a misdemeanor.

And Fraser, well. Had his heart quite set on one.

She drove the getaway car.

She and two men robbed a bank in Alaska. One of them died, the other fled south and she came across the border in a light airplane. It was forced down due to weather, and the pilot abandoned her. I tracked her to a place called Fortitude Pass.

A storm had been blowing for days. The whole world was white. By the time I found her I'd lost everything. My pack, my supplies, everything. She was huddled in a crag on the lee side of a mountain. Almost frozen, very near death. I staked a lean-to with my rifle and draped my coat around it, and I held onto her while the storm closed in around us like a blanket, until all I could hear was the sound of her heartbeat. Weakening.

I kept talking to her to keep her from slipping away. It snowed for a day and a night and a day, and when I couldn't talk anymore, I took her fingers and I put them in my mouth to keep them warm.

I don't remember losing consciousness, but I do remember being aware that I was dying.

And then I heard her voice. She was reciting a poem, over and over. I couldn't make out the words, but I couldn't stop listening. She had the most beautiful voice. The most beautiful voice you've ever heard. It was as though I had known her... forever. Across a thousand lifetimes.

The storm finally broke and we were alive. A day later we found my pack and we ate everything I had in one meal, and it took us four days to reach the nearest outpost. We camped that night just outside the town, within sight of the church's steeple. I held her in my arms.

And she asked me to let her go.

You see, no one knew that I had found her. The police didn't even know her name. I could just... let her go. And she could walk away that night.

( There are certain things you live to regret. )

A - AGE: 35
B - BAND LISTENING TO MOST RECENTLY: I don't often recognize the music Ray plays in the car.
C - CRUSH: I wouldn't use that term.
D - DAD'S NAME: Sergeant Robert Fraser.
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Diefenbaker. Please don't argue the point, he's overly sensitive.
F - FAVORITE BAND MUSICIAN: Stan Rogers.
G - GUMMY BEARS OR WORMS: Worms.
H - HOMETOWN: Inuvik.
I - INSTRUMENT: Piano and guitar, primarily.
J - JUICE: Apple.
K - KIDS: Not as of yet.
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: I don't believe I've ever taken a car ride which could reasonably be considered long.
M - MOM'S NAME: Caroline Pinsent-Fraser.
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: One half sister, Maggie.
O - ONE WISH: Seeing Victoria again. That justice might prevail at every opportunity.
P - PHOBIA (S): Seeing Victoria again. I suppose I have what might popularly be termed "abandonment issues".
Q - FAVORITE QUOTE: "We see things not as they are, but as we are." John Milton.
R - REASON TO SMILE: Having no reason not to, I suppose.
S - SECRET(S): I keep them very well.
T - TIME YOU WAKE UP: Five-thirty.
U - UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT ME: I spent a considerable portion of my youth fully intending to become a professional hockey player.
V - VEGETABLE YOU HATE: Cabbage. I don't care at all for cabbage.
W - WORST HABIT(S): "Ah."
X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: I'm afraid I've lost track.
Y - YUMMY FOOD: Pemmican. Maggie, God bless her, sends some down for Dief and I regularly.
Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio.

3x01 - Burning Down The House (AVI, 350 MB)

In which benton_fraser and ray__k meet.