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

MIDNIGHT FANTASIES
1: COMMANDER O'NEILL

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