Thought I should write the birthday fic writer a birthday fic, not the best but good intentions were meant.

Rated G


Benton Fraser tore the sheets off himself.

"God..."

The figure next to him awoke, "What is it?"

"I had the worst nightmare. "

"What? About what?"

"I dreamt I was in Chicago."

"The States aren't that bad," The figure rolled over trying to get back to sleep.

"That wasn't the worst part. There were these incompetent Americans, And I... I was a Mountie!"

The figure let a giggle escape their lips. "We've been playing Dudley and Nell too much that's all."

"And I kept seeing my father..."

"You saw him last week, I don't see what's soo odd about that."

"He was dead! And I had a wolf... Actually half wolf... and a partner who was replaced by someone who didn't look a thing like him, but he was supposed to be him..... and something to do with a flock of turtles...."

"Go to sleep dear."

"Alright Moo." Benton Fraser lied back down for a minute, but then sat up again.

"Moo?"

"Yes dear?"

"You should wear more red, it suits you." He finally turned and shut his eyes.