White Noise	   White Noise

 by silvina

  

 Author's Website: http://members.nbci.com/dueSou

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 Author's Notes: I wrote this when "Lady in Red" (Chris Deburgh) was
playing on the radio if that helps. 

 Story Notes: 

 

 

 I want to dance with him. I want to feel his body, pressed against mine.
The heat of his heart right where I can feel it. I want to have my arms
around him tightly, pressing him even closer. He looks amazing tonight. I
don't think I've ever seen him this happy. I don't think I've ever been
this happy. 

 He's over there now, talking to his mother, and from his expression, I
don't think they've ever talked like this. They're embracing, and I know
it's wrong of me, but I'm jealous. I want to be the one he's holding,
touching. I need him. 

 And because Ray has always known what I needed, he's coming over here
now. 

 "Hey, Benny." 

 "Ray." 

 His eyes have always held me. Captured me. Even here, among everyone we
know all I can see is the things he's not saying. "She said she was proud
of me." 

 "Your mother?" 

 He's like a little child in his excitement as he nods. "She's never said
that to me before about being a cop." 

 I want to hug him. Reassure myself that he's back and that he's mine and
that no one will ever take him away from me again. He left to get what he
needed. I knew, so I let him go. But I can't do that again. I need him so
much. Something of my thoughts must have shown on my face. Or maybe he
just knows me as well as I know him, because he's sitting down next to me,
close enough that his arm can touch mine. 

 "I'm okay, Benny." 

 "I know." I murmur, quietly so that we don't attract any undue attention.


 "Vecchio!" Huey interrupted us from across the room. 

 "Yeah?" 

 "Get up here and make a speech, man!" 

 Grumbling in embarrassment, Ray stands up, patting me on the shoulder.
"Be right back." 

 His face has been a little red from all the compliments and praise he's
received tonight. Everybody wants a piece of him, from Elaine to
Lieutenant Welsh to his family. Even people that he would consider just
co-workers are glad that he's back. I don't think he understands why
everyone is so happy to have him back. He doesn't realize how amazing he
is. 

End