Midnight Fantasies: 1 - Sherry O'Neill
Fandom: Due South
Rating: PG
Warnings/Categories: M/F (no sex)
Main characters: Sherry O'Neill and Ray Vecchio
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me and I don't intend to
make any money with them. There are no intentions to infringe the rights
of the legal owners. E-mail: kanetsidohi@hotmail.com

As always, this story hadn't been possible without Birgitt and Connie.
Gracias Ladies of The Sith. 

Midnight Fantasies: 1 - Sherry O'Neill
By Claudia Aranda

Note: The plot of the stories in this saga is quite simple: They are
romantic stories and the object of affection in all of them is Ray Vecchio
(The Real One!). To those who don't remember Commander O'Neill, she appeared
in season two. For just seconds in "Witness" and then just minutes in
"The Promise". After that she vanished, but her second intervention remained
printed in my mind, and this story was based on that chapter. 

Commander O'Neill left her office, furious. She had received a recommendation
of the Mayor and her appearance on the tv news had been spectacular.
Why was she furious then? Because all of this had been thanks to Vecchio.
Again! He and his Canadian friend had resolved one of the most scandalous
and delicate cases of the year. 

When she passed through the bullpen, which was unusually quiet, O'Neill
saw Vecchio at his desk, filling out the report with Fraser. The fury
overcame her again and she kept her way, without saying even a word to
them. 

Fraser and Ray watched her in silence, while O'Neill moved away with
long strides. 

*-----*

Back in her apartment, O'Neill decided to analyze a little, what it was
that had her so upset. 

Why was she upset?

Vecchio of course!

With his protests and continual complaining, with his tactless treatment
of important people, with his incredible ability as a detective... Yes,
above all, that was the most annoying thing. If Vecchio improved his
behavior towards important people, he would be successful. 

O'Neill poured herself a glass of juice and started to put away her clothes
while strolling her apartment and drinking the juice. It was 11 pm and
her apartment was lonely and silent. She decided to prepare herself a
hot bath to relax; she was tired and still upset. 

*-----*

The hot water made her feel so good that her eyes began to close. It
was 11:25 pm and the water had started to cool; there was no sense in
remaining there. She finished her juice, left the bathroom and went to
the bedroom. She sat on the bed to dry her hair and without realizing
it, she fell asleep. 

*-----*

O'Neill heard the ring of the doorbell and checked the time; it was 11:45
pm. She made her way to the door and looked through the peephole. It
was Vecchio! 

O'Neill opened the door, even more upset than before, and stood there
with her arms crossed, her glance daunting. For several seconds she waited
in silence. Since Vecchio didn't say anything, O'Neill said calmly but
furiously, "Detective Vecchio. It's past 11:30. Do you have some reason
to knock at my door at this hour?" 

"Sherry, please... I had to do the report for Welsh," Ray whined. 

"Fraser was helping." O'Neill's voice was icy cold.

Ray protested, "Yesss... and when we were finished, I had to give him
a ride to his apartment." 

O'Neill was still upset. "I was waiting for you, Vecchio."

Ray smiled sweetly and approached her, kissed her cheek and bit her ear
softly. O'Neill couldn't repress a shiver. She closed her eyes and turned
her face so that he could caress her throat with his lips. 

Between kisses and bites, Ray asked her, "Am I forgiven...?"

"Mmmm... I... don't... know... How repentant are you?" O'Neill wanted
to surrender, but she wouldn't make it so easy for this irritating and
seductive Italian. 

"A lot..." Ray answered, "... but if I show it to you here..." Ray's
voice was mischievous, "... we'll both be arrested... even though both
of us are cops. On second thought, we'll be arrested precisely for that."

O'Neill couldn't block anymore the delicious sensation that Ray's hands
evoked in her. 

Among kisses, Ray continued, "It wouldn't look good in our files if we
were arrested for moral offenses, Commander." 

O'Neill stepped back, and both of them entered the apartment. As soon
as the door was closed, O'Neill slid her hands to Ray's waist and among
hot kisses, she said, "Detective, I want an excellent 'justification'
for your tardiness..." O'Neill tugged Ray's shirt free from the waistband
of his pants. ".. Your lack of discipline..." O'Neill slid her hands
on Ray's back. "... and your disrespectful treatment of a famous politician..."
O'Neill hands wandered to Ray's belt. 

Ray purred, "I'll do my best, Commander O'Neill."

O'Neill stopped dead, grabbed Ray's jacket lapels and threatened, "You
had better, Detective. If your 'debriefing' isn't complete enough..."
O'Neill continued in a voice deep with desire, "... you will have to
repeat it... until I am satisfied." 

Ray laughed, "Yes, sir!"

End

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