Title: FRANNIE GETS A CLUE
Author: A. Kite ( AKite61863@aol.com )
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: G
Summary: Frannie's friend come to the station for a visit and tells Frannie something she doesn't want to hear.
Disclaimer: I made up the character of Tina Giannelli, everything else belongs some suit wearing Canadians. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made.
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Notes: It's just another of my snippets, as BJCochran says, hit and git. :-) Thanks go to her as one of my mainstays in life, and she has a keen eye. Any mistakes you see are strictly mine. Comments and constructive criticism, publicly or privately, are welcome and always answered see the addy above.
A. Kite (April 2002)
Two brown heads were close together on one side of the room. Watching the two men, one dark haired, one blond with their heads together at the other side of the room. The two men rose in unison. One grabbed a leather jacket, the other a hat. Then they handed the items over to one another. The hat from the blond to the good-looking one. The blond got help on with his jacket.
"They're headed this way."
"Shhh...Hey, Frazier! Come meet my friend, Tina!" Frannie waved from across the squadroom. "Frazier, Tina Giannelli."
Fraser took the proffered hand. "Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police, I'm pleased to meet you Ms. Giannelli."
"Fraser! You comin' or what? Pitter patter, let's get at 'er."
"I'll be right there, Ray." Fraser smiled his best polite smile to the two women. "I apologize, Francesca, Ms. Giannelli, duty." He nodded and turned to hurry to catch up with his partner. Ray slung an arm around Fraser's shoulders and out the door they went.
"That's the one, huh?"
"What?"
"The other guy, that's the one that's supposed to be Ray."
Frannie clapped a hand over Tina's mouth. "Shhhh...! Don't say that out loud, jeez. No one's supposed to know. I shouldn't have even told you."
Tina pried the hand away, "Sorry, sorry. I won't say any more about that, but why didn't you tell me the Mountie was gay? I thought you had the hots for him."
Frannie called out to the general population of the squadroom, "I'm going to lunch!" and she pushed Tina out the door and into the ladies' room. "What are you talking about? Fraser's not gay."
"Newsflash, Frannie. Yes, he is. If I'm reading it right the only one he has the hots for is your "brother"," Tina emphasized the quotation marks around brother with a finger gesture.
Frannie looked as if she might start crying. "No. I don't know what you think you saw, but no."
Tina sighed, exasperated. "Frannie. Look, I'm sorry. All I'm saying is, we watched them for fifteen minutes. They were in each other's personal space. I saw stuff there that normal, straight guys just do not do."
"You saying my brother's gay too?!"
"Hey, hey! We already established that that's not really your brother, Frannie. And yeah, I saw him doing it too."
"What? Just what did you see?"
Tina rolled her eyes and answered, "Never mind, Frannie. You wouldn't see it if I told you. Keep sailing that barge up De Nile if you want, but I'm hungry. Let's go to lunch."
End