Entiteled Again    Entiteled Again by Ffand

   "Are you all right Ray?" Fraser asked as they drove down the streets of
Chicago in Ray's beautiful GTO. "Fine," the detective answered in  

 an unusually short tone.  "Are you sure?" "Yha, I'm sure." "Would you
like to tell me something?" "Tell you something?" "Well, confession is
good for the soul." "Don't you usually confessed to a priest?" "I've been
told that talking to a Mountie it is like talking to a priest."  

 "Who told you that?"  Fraser glanced nervously out the window
"Francesca," he said under his breath. "Franny!" "Yes, but that doesn't
change the fact that you obviously have something on your mind that needs
to be dealt with." In front of them the light  

 turned yellow Ray sped up to make it but at the very last second he
realized he couldn't. He slammed on the brakes and both men nearly fell
out of their seats. "Damn!" He muttered as he slammed his hands against
the  steering wheel. "What's wrong Ray?" Fraser said with an overly large
in dose of concern. "I don't know," the detective answered at length.  

 "I just feel some... you know... some bad Mojo rising... the call of the
wild, or something." "Ah," Fraser said nodding his head "I think I know
what your problem is." "Yha?" Ray asked.  "Yes, there's an Eclipse
tonight." "An Eclipse, hun?" "Yes,Diefenbaker's been fiddgety all week in
anticipation." "Great," Ray muttered. "I've got lupine instincts." "That's
nothing to be ashamed of," Fraser said in a storytelling tone of voice.
"Why, I once knew a woman . . ." "We're here." Ray said  

 as he pulled into the 27th precincts in parking lot. Narrowly avoiding a
long Inuit story.  "So what's his name?" Ray asked Franny as they walked
to interview room three. "Doctor Longball, he's a felon and they've got
him with gun possession." "The guy is a doctor?" "Nope, that's his name,
Doctor, he says he's got a sister named Nurse  

 and a brother named Senator." "Who names their kids doctor!?" Ray asked
no one in particular. Of course Fraser answered. "Well all parents want
their children to be respected, Ray, some believe by giving them powerful
names, such as doctor or senator, their children will have a better chance
of succeeding in life." "Fraser!" Ray said sharply.  "Yes Ray?" "That was
the one of those, you know, rhetorical questions." "Oh," Fraser said as
they walked into the examining room. "Okay," Ray said loudly to get the
attention of the small man sitting  

 at the table. "I'm ready for good story Doc, what were you doing with	a
gun?" "Is that a Mountie?" The man asked steering at Fraser. "Why yes,"
Fraser said. "My name is Constable Benton Fraser, I first  

 came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father and, for reasons
that, well really don't need exploring at this juncture, have remained
attached as liaison to the Canadian consolet." "Oh," demand said. 

 Ray glared at his partner, he was not helping at all. "All right, story
time." "What?" Doc said, he looked confused, he wasn't the brightest
crayon and in the box. "Why'ed you buy the gun?"  "Oh, well I thought I
could be of bounty Hunter." "A bounty Hunter?" "Yha, it sounded like easy
money." Ray turned to Fraser and chuckled "easy money," his attention went
back  

 to Doc. "you realize your a your felon, i.e. we don't trust you, i.e. you
can't have a gun!" "But I didn't use a gun last time!" 

 "That doesn't matter, you commit a crime, you lose your right to bear
arms. That's the law Bucko!" "What did he do last time?" Fraser asked. 
Ray gave him and annoyed glanced. "Just out of curiosity." "The guy is an
arsonist," Ray said, throwing Fraser the rap sheet. "He was a  

 running from the scene of the arson." Fraser read from the sheet. "While
the target was burning down, the house next-door caught fire, causing over
2 million dollars in damage." "My friends wanted to do it, I said we
shouldn't play with fire." "A likely story" Franny said from the door. 
"Franny do you want?" "Ray, Welch once to see you." "Fine," Ray said with
frustration as he stormed out the door. "Hay, Fraser." Franny said with a
huge smile. "Francesca." He said, smiling politely back at her. Ray popped
his head back in and sighed "come on Franny!" He said as  

 he grabbed her arm and pulled her out. Fraser shook his head, bewildered.
 "So do you Mountie's really saying?" Doc asked. "In fact, yes. Fraser
said, "most do." "What do you sing?" "Me personally or Mounties in
General?" "I want to know what the average Mountie sings." "The blues."
Ray interrupted, as he came back into the interrogation room. "Never heard
of Mountie and soul?" "That was quick." Fraser	

 commented.  "Lt. Just wanted to make sure I was in." "Seeing is
believing," Fraser mused. "Yep, so Mr. Bounty Hunter, what exactly were
you hunting?" "A spy." "A spy,huh, well that's too bad, because hunting
season on spies ended on Monday." "Who was this spy?" Fraser asked. "His
name was Naudalus." Doc answered. "This guy Pike sent me after	

 him." Fraser and Ray exchanged glances. "What are the odds?" Fraser
asked, amazement filling his voice. "No!" Ray said seeing all sorts of
plans formulating in his Mountie friends mind. "I'm not playing another
game of spy vs. spy." He turned back to his prisoner. "Why did you want to
be a bounty Hunter?" "I wanted to be someone, you know. I heard about the
bounty on this guy Naudalua and I thought well, this is my chance." He was
obviously not in reality. "I could of been somebody  . . . I could of
been..." "A defendant is what you are." Stella Kowalski said as she
stepped into the room. "Hey, Stella." Ray said with a smile.  

 His ex-wife glared at him. He backed away like a puppy wacked with the 
newspaper. "Where is his lawyer?" She demanded. "Hasn't come yet." Ray
said. Stella sighed, "this precinct is so out of order." She complained.  

 "Welsh calls me down here, I get here to find the man I'm prosecuting
lawyerless. On top of that, Heuie and Duwy sleeping on their desk." Fraser
mused, "strange bed."  "Fellows trying to make a fortune by devising
relaxation techniques for the office." Ray said to explain. "Those two
should be placed  

 in asylum." Stella muttered. 

 "Amen," Welsh said as he stepped into the now crowded interrogation room.
Ray leaned over to Fraser "what did the Lt. Say?"  "Amen." "Oh." "Why are
you still interrogating this guy, detective?" Welsh demanded.  

 "The station is full of people who need to be booked. We can't afford to
waste time this way." "We have reason to believe that there are more
complicated issues." Fraser started "you may remember the recent affairs
involving..." "fine!" Well said, desperate to stop the Mountie's long
story. "Just let me know if you make any progress." He opened the door and
held it opened for Stella, "I think we should leave these three alone for
a while." As the door was closing Fraser and Ray could hear Stella asked
"could his behavior be accounted for by any medication the Mountie's on?"
"The bounty for this guy Naudels." Ray said, trying to ignore Stella's
remark as the door slam shut. "How do find out about it?"