Fairy tale     
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am simply borrowing them, 
though I wish I could keep them they are not mine.Please do not reproduce
or copy this story in anyway 
without my permission yada yada yada 

By:  AMETHYST  

FAIRY TALE 

 
 

   Francesca glared at Fraser then turned her back to him, why couldn't he
understand. 
         "I want to tell every one we are involved.' She insisted. 
         "Francesca, I don't think that is good idea." Refused Fraser
gently. "It's our personal business, why does anyone else have to know?" 
         "Because Fraser!" she exclaimed exasperated. "I'm a woman, I like
to brag about my man. I want to shout from the roof tops that you and I
are together, I want everyone to know..." she paused, fearing his reaction
to her words as tears sprang to her eyes.  "That I love you and that
you're mine. I want romance and sweetness, I want the fairy tale Fraser."
She stared at him through her tears as he stared at her shocked by her
outburst, unable to find the words she so desperately needed to hear. 
         "Francesca, I..." he went to encircle her with his arms but she
pushed away from him. 
         "You're ashamed of me,  that's why, isn't it?" she demanded
bitterly. "It's like Ray said, guys like you don't fall for girls like
me." She bushed her tears away angrily, unaware of the anguish she was
stirring in Fraser with her distress. "I'm no better than a dime store
whore, just leave the money on the pillow, thank you kindly." 
         "No!" protested Fraser finally her words searing him like a knife
as again he reached for her and she shoved him away. 
         "Leave me alone!" she screamed at him. "Just leave me the hell
alone and never come near me again!" She turned on her heel and ran from
the room and Fraser went to go after her, but Ray's hand was on his arm
restraining him. 
         "What are ya gonna say, Fraser?" he demanded quietly. 
         "I...I don't know!" he declared. "I...I don't understand why she
is so angry. I..I have to..." Ray shook his head. 
         "Do ya love her, Frase?" 
         "What?" 
         "Do ya love her?" 
         "I...I.." 
         "Simple yes or no will do here, Fraser." Remarked the young
detective wryly. 
         "I...I...yes I do, Ray." He finally managed and Kowalski
understood how much it cost the Mountie to admit to caring that much. "I
do Ray. I do. What do I do now? How can I...?" Ray grinned and dropped an
arm around Fraser's shaking shoulders. 
         "Leave it to me, Frase ol' buddy." He assured gently. "We'll get
ya fixed up right and proper." 
  

          Francesca sighed and dropped into her seat at the civilian aid's
desk. It had been three days since she and Fraser had fought, or rather
she fought he stood there, and she hadn't seen or heard from him since.
Believing he had taken her harsh words to stay away from him, she found
herself crying herself to sleep at night and snapping at people at work.
She had asked both Kowalski and her brother if they had spoken with the
Mountie, but neither seemed to know where he was, though Kowalski had a
gleam in his eye that led her to believe he was purposely lying to her.
That hurt as well, Ray hadn't lied to her since she'd known him.  She
wondered if Fraser had decided to take up with his boss, that red head
that was such a freak over controlling him, and she couldn't bare the
thought. Her own brother offered little comfort for her pain, perhaps he
thought she deserved it for going against his wishes and pursuing Fraser.
Still, she couldn't regret her time sent with the Mountie, they had been
the happiest times she could remember and she would cherish them, but now
it was time to move on. 
         Ray Kowalski moved past her desk as he entered the station, a
small boom box in his hand, which he boldly set on his old desk, right in
front of her real brother. He received the curious stares easily, as he
fiddled with the tape player, and Francesca was surprised Ray Vecchio
hadn't told him to get lost. She shook her head, deciding it wasn't her
business and stood, just as Kowalski called out to her. 
         "Hey, Frannie. Get me a cup of coffee would ya?" he requested
grinning at her. A sharp retort rose to her lips, but she swallowed it and
sighed. 
         "Sure, Ray." She returned dejectedly and headed for the break
room. It's not like she had anything better to do than get the detective a
cup of coffee, she thought bitterly, as she stirred the coffee and reached
in a drawer for Ray's stash of sugar. She dropped the M&M's into the cup,
as music floated behind her. She strained to hear it at first, then it
became louder and the other people in the lunchroom were staring to look
around curiously, as the strings to Up Where We Belong filtered through. 
         Welsh would have Kowaski's head for having the music so loud, she
though absently as she stirred his coffee, assuming it was the young
detective since he had brought the radio. A few startled gasps were heard
from behind her as the door opened and Fraser entered, in his dress reds;
white gloves and sash complete, with the entire squadron of officers
behind him. She stared at him in disbelief as he swept in, removed the
ceramic cup from her trembling hands and placed it on the counter beside
them, then he took her face gently in his hands and stared down at her
with those unfathomable blue eyes. 
         "I love you, Francesca Vecchio." He stated, loud enough for
everyone to hear, just as he dropped his lips to hers in a sweet sensual
kiss. Then he swept her up in his arms and proceeded to carry her through
the station, amist the cheers and applause of her co workers. Francesca
blushed happily, as they past her two Ray's both were grinning at her.
Kowaski was whistling and clapping, urging Fraser on while her brother
simply winked and nodded, his lips forming the words 'I Love You' for her
eyes only. She blinked back the tears and stared up at the man she loved
with all her heart. She reached up and boldly removed Fraser's Stetson to
place on her own head and she watched him throw back his head and laugh,
right there in front of everyone, once more proclaiming that he was hers,
at last she had the fairy tale. 
  

THE END..AWWWW 
  

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