Some Strange Prophecy

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Claim: due South, Fraser/Kowalski
Title: Some Strange Prophecy
Author: Speranza, on LJ cesperanza
Characters: Fraser, Ray, Victoria, Vecchio, various random chicks
Prompt: 34. Vacation
Rating: NC-17
Length: epic
Brief summary: This is my last (gasp!) Speranza for this challenge. This is a wonderful, long fic, and is yet another example of Speranza's fantastic writing and superb characterization. Victoria is finally arrested (again), and Fraser is called to come to Atlanta to pick her out of a lineup. Vecchio calls Ray from Vegas to tell him to keep on eye on Fraser because of Victoria's propensity to control him. After seeing Victoria, Fraser kind of loses it and decides to go on vacation and have sex with a number of people, including Ray. This includes the requisite crazy situations that mark the show and Speranza's stories, and it's disturbingly hot and fun to watch Fraser lose control and go with his instincts.


He shot a swift, narrow look at the woman now approaching the table--one of the stewardesses, apparently taking a dare from her pals. She was tall--and weren't stewardesses always tall, like they came from some special race of beings or something--with pale skin and green eyes and freckles. Most strikingly, she had an unruly mess of carrot-colored hair pulled back into a ponytail at the nape of her neck. Might as well have had the map of Ireland drawn across her face, but Ray didn't think the navy blue uniform she was wearing was for Aer Lingus. She wasn't even all that pretty, Ray thought meanly--she was just a little too tomboyish, a little too impish, a little too cocky.

Fraser only looked up when he heard the clink of metal; Peppermint Patty had dropped her room key onto the table in front of him. The tag said 403.

"It's getting crowded in here," she said to Fraser, and geez, the freakin' nerve of her. "Do you want to come upstairs and have a drink in my room?"

Fraser stared up at her blankly, and Ray drummed his fingers impatiently while he waited for Fraser to say no. Except Fraser didn't say anything, and Fraser didn't say anything, and Ray was just about to tell her to scram when Fraser reached for the key, dragging it across the table before picking it up.

"Yes," he said, and stood up. "I think I'd like that very much."

Ray felt his mouth fall open and he looked up just in time to see Fraser slide an arm around the woman's waist and lean forward to kiss her, and maybe it was the way she opened her mouth, or the way Fraser leaned into it, or the way he slipped his fingers into her thick mess of hair, but things got hot and heavy real fast.

Ray just gaped, and he was still too shocked to speak when Fraser broke off the kiss, panting a little, and said, without even looking at him, "I'll see you in a while, Ray."

Ray was still sitting there, alone and astonished, when he realized that Fraser was totally and entirely out of his sight.

Link to the story: Some Strange Prophecy