Taking a Chance    

Standard Disclaimer: due South and its characters do not belong to me they
belong to Alliance. I only borrowed them to play with for awhile and
promise to return them so others can enjoy. 

Spoilers: Victoria's Secrets. 

Warnings/Rating: PG-13, mild violence. The Real Ray Vecchio and placed in
season 2 but more of an A/U 

Category: Romance, series related Ben and Kassandra 

Paring: Fraser/Female       Taking a Chance By: Frasrgrl 

  

  

It was late in the afternoon. Ray Vecchio sat at his desk barely listening
while Benton Fraser, who, in his red dress uniform had just finished a day
of sentry duty at the consulate, was caught in the midst of another of his
Inuit tales. * God, how did this one ever get started? * Ray questioned
himself at the same time looking for a reason to get Benny to stop. 

  

"You see Ray, when caribou..." 

  

"Excuse me, I'm looking for Detective Ray Vecchio." Fraser was interrupted
by a voice to his left.  

  

Ray, who had just dropped his head into his hands bemoaning his fate,
snapped his head up to see where the answer to his prayers had come from.
Next to Rays desk stood a young woman. She was not you classic beauty, but
then again she was not a dog either. She stood about 5'7", slender build,
shoulder length dark auburn hair and the deepest violet eyes he has ever
seen. Eyes a man could get lost in. Ray noticed that Benny had stopped
talking. * Miracles do happen. * and had stood in that annoyingly polite
way of his. * Why does he have to always do that and make the rest of us
look like pigs? * Ray thought with irritation. Finally rising, he said
with a smile and his most charming voice, "Well Hello. I'm Ray Vecchio.
How may I be of assistance to you?"  

  

"Hello Detective Vecchio. My name is Kassandra Montgomery." She held her
hand out to Ray who took it. 

  

"Pleases call me Ray." He then motioned to Fraser and said, "And this is
Constable Benton Fraser, RCMP."  

  

"A Mountie in Chicago? Now that's something you don't see very often" *
Gees, here we go again. Another woman throwing herself at Fraser's feet
and he won't even notice. * Ray thought as he rolled his eyes.	

  

Tugging at the collar of his tunic and clearing his throat a couple times,
Fraser finally found his voice "Nice to meet you Miss Montgomery. "  

  

"Yes, nice to meet you too." Kassandra replied with a distracted look on
her face. She then turned back to Ray totally ignoring Fraser, much to
Ray's amusement, "Detective, I am in need of your help. My brother is
missing and I am very concerned about him. A friend, Tony Catalfino told
me you could help."  

  

"Hey, you know Tony! We go way back, went to school together. Haven't seen
him for awhile. How is he doing?" Ray inquired.  

  

"Yes, I know him. He's my neighbor, and he's fine. My brother, Detective!"
Kassandra said with slight frustration. The last thing she wanted to do
was reminisce about common friends.  

  

"How long has your brother been missing?" Fraser asked.  

  

Without even acknowledge Fraser, Kassandra directed her answer towards
Ray, "I haven't seen him since yesterday morning when he left for school.
According to his teachers he was in all of his classes. But no one has
seen him since school let out."  

  

"It is policy to wait at least 48 hours before we take a missing person
report. If you will come back tomorrow, I'm sure a detective over in
missing persons will be more than happy to take a report." Ray informed
Kassandra.  

  

"My brother may not have another 24 hours if he's even still alive. He has
never and I mean NEVER taken off without telling me where he is. He's only
16." Kassandra informed Ray, her voice starting to get a bit shaky.  

  

Looking around the bullpen Ray noticed a few heads starting to turn. * Oh
great! Just what I need. It's bad enough I look like a moron around
Fraser, but now I have to look like an insensitive moron! * "Please Miss
Montgomery have a seat." Ray said motioning to an empty chair by his desk.
 

  

As she sat Fraser asked, "What do you mean that he might not have another
24 hours?"  

  

"Sean has been having some problems lately with some boys at school. From
what I have heard around the neighborhood they are part of a local gang.
Sean's best friend, Tyler, said that they were trying to recruit Sean into
their gang. Sean didn't want anything to do with them. Apparently they
don't take no for an answer. You either join them or you join the angels.
This is not like Sean. All we have is each other. He would not just
disappear." As she finished Fraser noticed the tears that were welling up
in her eyes. Eyes a color he has never seen before. They were bottomless
and reflected her soul.  

  

"So you believe that his life may be in danger?" Ray questioned his
interest now piqued.  

  

"Yes, I do" she said on a sigh. "Will you or will you not help me? I don't
want to waste valuable time if you're not going to help."  

  

"I believe you now have Detective Vecchio's attention." Fraser said while
watching the two people before him. "All right, all right. Let's get some
information from you and I'm going to want to question his teachers and
friends. I'm also going to need to take a look around his room." Ray said
with just a touch resignation in his voice. * What is Fraser getting me
into this time? So help me if I ruin another suit I'll kill him. String
him up by that lanyard of his! * Pulling out his casebook and a pen Ray
started asking questions, "Your brothers full name."  

  

"Sean Colin Montgomery."  

  

"You say he's 16, what school does he attend?"	

  

"He attends Roosevelt High."  

  

"Home address?" ... 

  

As Ray took all the necessary information, Fraser sat and observed
Kassandra quietly from his seat. She was distraught. Fraser could tell by
the circles under her eyes that she had not slept recently. She looked on
the verge of crying at any moment. But she was also showing some spirit.
She was not the type that would let someone walk all over her.	

  

When Ray had everything he needed Kassandra stood to leave. As she did, so
did Fraser and Ray followed with a sigh. Ray stopped her "Oh one more
thing, I need a number where I can reach you."	

  

Kassandra reached into her purse and withdrew a card, wrote something on
the back and handed it to Ray. "There's my office, home and cell numbers.
You can basically reach me anywhere, Detective."  

  

At the same time Ray handed her his card. "If you remember anything else
do not hesitate to call. We will be by later to go through his room."  

  

"We?" Kassandra inquired.  

  

"Yeah, Fraser and myself." Ray informed her.  

  

"Why would a Mountie be coming with you? No offense Constable but I don't
see why your involvement is needed." Kassandra stated barely glancing at
Fraser.  

  

"We are basically, unofficially partners. Fraser assists me on my cases.
Do you have a problem with this?" Ray put in the last part as a dare.  

  

"Do I have a choice?" Kassandra replied glaring at Ray.  

  

"No, not if you want my help."	

  

"Fine." Kassandra spun away and headed for the door. "Men!" She muttered
under her breath. 

  

Both men watched her go, one with a smile and the other with a perplexed
look on his face. "I like her. She has spunk, even under bad
circumstances." Ray said as he turned to Fraser. "Hey Benny." No response.
"FRASER!"  

  

"Yes Ray." Fraser replied snapping around to face Ray.	

  

Ray started laughing, "Gees, where were you?"  

  

"Right here Ray. I haven't left." Fraser stated reaching up and tugging on
his earlobe.  

  

"That's not... Aw, never mind." Ray said shaking his head and sitting at
his desk once again. "Just what am I suppose to tell Welsh? Why are we
involved in this? It should go over to missing persons." Ray picked up a
small, squishy ball that sat on his desk among the other toys there and
started squeezing it as he tried to think of a suitable explanation for
Lt. Welsh.  

  

"Why don't we wait and see what we come up with this evening, when we go
over to Miss Montgomery's home. If what she told us is true about this
gang it will fall into your jurisdiction. Then it should be easy to
explain to the Leftenant, Ray" Fraser explained looking once again to the
door where he had seen Kassandra exit.	

  

Ray leaned back in his chair and observed Fraser for a moment. "She's got
you, doesn't she Benny?"  

  

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Ray." Fraser avoided eye contact
with Ray. 

  

This started Ray laughing, "Like hell you don't! That's why you're still
staring at the door." "I'm not staring. I'm...ah...thinking about what she
said." Fraser started fidgeting in his chair as a flush started to creep
up his neck, which made Ray laugh even harder. Fraser cleared his throat,
"Um...Ray can we stop by my apartment and pick up Diefenbaker on our way."
 

  

"Sure. But why?"  

  

"Well Ray, he has been cooped up all day in that apartment. Plus, I'm sure
he'll prove to be very beneficial in our investigation. He does have an
acute sense of smell." Fraser stated.  

  

"Why, Didn't Dief go with you to the consulate today?" Ray asked.  

  

"He is, ah, upset with me. I wanted to arrive early this morning to finish
up some reports for the Inspector before I started guard duty. Dief did
not want to get up. In fact, he flat out refused to move from the bed. The
ingrate." This last part was mumbled as Fraser looked away from Ray.  

  

"The bed? Don't tell me you let him sleep in your bed again, while you
slept on the floor. Boy, I know who's in charge of that relationship." Ray
said shaking his head in disbelief at Fraser.  

  

"Don't be silly, Ray. Dief is a wolf. He knows who's in charge."  

  

"I'm sure he does, Benny. Let's go if we're going." Ray got up from his
desk and headed for the exit with Fraser following. 

  

They left the precinct and headed for Ray's car. Not just any car, but a
1971 mint condition green Buick Riviera. Ray's pride and joy. As they got
into the car Ray demanded "Listen Fraser, I just had the Riv detailed. You
tell Dief that there is to be no eating, no drooling and no loss of hair
in my backseat!"  

  

"Ray, he can't help it if he sheds. He's an artic wolf, half wolf
actually. His coat is not made for this climate. Since he does not need
such a thick coat he has to shed it. He has no control over this." Fraser
explained trying to defend Diefenbaker.  

  

"Yeah well, just tell him." Ray grumbled.  

  

"Yes, Ray" 

  

After a quick trip up to his apartment, Fraser returned with Diefenbaker
and they were under way again. "What's his problem?" Ray asked glancing in
the rearview mirror at Dief.  

  

"He's offended, Ray. I tried to tell you that he has no control over that
situation." 

  

* Gees, an irritating mountie and a wolf who sulks. How lucky can one man
get? *	

  

"There it is, Ray." Fraser said pointing to a house on the right side of
the street.  

  

Ray pulled over to the curb and parked the Riv. As he got out he looked
around the neighborhood. It was a residential area all single family
homes. Everything was clean and neat, *just like my street. * Satisfied
that his car was safe he shut the door and walked around the car to
Fraser, who was holding the door open until Dief could get out. As they
walked up the walkway Ray glanced at Fraser and noticed him fussing with
his shirt. While at the apartment picking up Dief Fraser took the time to
change into a pair of jeans and a blue flannel shirt. "What? Do you think
a change in clothing will make her respond better? I thought that women
liked the uniform?"  

  

"I'm sure I don't know what you are talking about, Ray. I changed my
clothes because I'm off duty." Fraser would not look at Ray.  

  

When they reached the front door Fraser stood back while Ray knocked.
Fraser looked down at Dief and in a stern voice instructed, "We are here
to help Ray and Miss Montgomery. You are to behave yourself and be
professional at all times. There is to be no snatching of food. Do you
understand?" Dief looked up at Fraser and tipped his head to the side.
"Well, good. I'm glad we understand each other." As Fraser said this, the
front door opened.  

  

Kassandra just stood there for a moment staring. *Oh my God. And I thought
he looked good in that red uniform. Knock it off Kassy!! You know what his
kind is like. Been there, done that. No thanks. * "Hello, Detective. Is
that a WOLF?"  

  

"Um... yes he is. Well, half wolf. The other half I'm not sure about.
Diefenbaker, meet Miss Montgomery. Miss Montgomery this is Diefenbaker."
Fraser made the introductions. 

  

"You expect to bring him into my home?" Kassandra demanded. 

  

Taking pity on Fraser, Ray jumped in "He's part of the team. He's here in
an official capacity. If you'd rather not..."  

  

"I know, if I want your help. Fine come in." With a sigh Kassandra stepped
aside and allowed the trio to enter.  

   

"Why don't we start with Sean's room?" Fraser suggested.  

  

Kassandra glared at him, "Follow me Ray, Constable."  

  

"Please call me Ben." Fraser offered with a smile. Kassandra just turned
and started up the stairs. * I just don't understand. I have not done
anything to earn her hostility. I'm trying to help her. I persuaded Ray
into at least starting an investigation. Yet she barely acknowledges my
presence. And she does that grudgingly. * Fraser mused while rubbing his
eyebrow.  

  

"This is his room. Please be careful and don't mess anything up. I'll be
downstairs if you need me." Kassandra turned and started to leave the
room.  

  

"We'll be careful and leave everything as we found it." Fraser reassured
her.  

  

"Thank You, Constable." Kassandra turned and left.  

  

Ray stated the obvious, "Boy, she really doesn't like you."  

  

"I just don't understand, Ray. What have I done?"  

  

"You got me, Benny. Well, let's see what we can find." 

  

Downstairs, Kassandra stood staring out the window lost in thought. * Just
a few days ago everything was perfect. They were happy, her work was good
and Sean was doing well in school. In fact, they had just gone out the
other night and celebrated her promotion and Sean being made captain of
the hockey team.* Tears welled in Kassandra's eyes and spilt down her
cheeks. * Now he's gone and I have of all things a cop, a mountie and a
wolf upstairs. Tony had warned me about Ray. He said he could have a mouth
on him and could be offensive. I don't find him offensive at all. Amusing
was more like it. Any other time I would have enjoyed the verbal sparing.
He seems like a good cop. The mountie...He was the first thing that caught
my eye when I walked into the room. Hell, I couldn't miss him in that red
uniform. From a distance I could tell he was good looking. When I got
close, it was even worse, he was drop dead gorgeous. I felt like Ray
looked at the moment, tortured. The mountie was explaining something that
Ray apparently did not want to hear. When he spotted me he had stood
immediately, in all of his red glory. My heart stopped, and it was all I
could do not to stare. I had to consciously remind myself what his type is
like. They are great to look at, but very shallow. Stuck on themselves,
God's gift to women. I've been involved in a relationship with someone
like that before. Took months to pick up the pieces. Without Sean I
probably never would have been able to do it. I promised myself that I
would never put either of us through that again. Men like the mountie are
nothing but trouble with a capital T. Oh, but those eyes. You could
absolutely drown in those eyes. Such a deep, wonderful blue. * "Stop it!"
Kassandra said aloud giving herself a shake. * I can not, will not do
this. Who would be there to help me pick up the pieces this time? I wish
they would just hurry up find Sean and leave us in peace.* The tears
continued to come. Unable to stop them, Kassandra just let the quiet sobs
run their course. 

  

"Well Benny, doesn't seem to be anything here to help us. Have you found
anything?" Ray had just finished going through the closet and turned to
look at Fraser who sat at the desk putting away the papers he had just
looked at.  

  

"The only thing here is an incomplete report on Canada and the RCMP. Looks
like he's doing it for world history. Good content..."	

  

"Fraser, lets stick with what we're doing alright." Ray interrupted.  

  

"Yes Ray. He seems to be an avid reader, quite a selection of books."
Fraser got up from the desk and looked around the again. He picked up one
of the hockey sticks that was leaning in a corner and examined it. "Hmmm."
 

  

"What? Did you find something?" Ray asked.  

  

"Oh no. Just noticing the condition of his sticks. He's good at taping,
very meticulous. By the looks of some of the drill books here he must be a
winger." Fraser stopped and studied the books for a moment, "Left wing to
be exact. He also seems to be popular with the girls."	

  

"Aw, come on! You can't tell that from his hockey sticks." Ray said.  

  

"Of course not Ray. I can tell by the quantity of letters he has in his
desk drawers from various girls." Fraser responded. "He's a good kid, Ray.
He also cares a lot about his sister. You can tell by the assortment of
pictures of the two of them. They look very close." A wistful expression
crossed Fraser's face as he stood looking at an assortment of snapshot
that was hung on the walls.  

  

"You sure you don't need to smell or lick anything while we're here." Ray
said looking around the room.  

  

"No Ray. There doesn't seem to be anything here that can tell us where
he's gone. If there was Dief would have alerted me." Fraser looked down to
where Diefenbaker laid by the bed. Rising from the desk Fraser added. "Why
don't we go down and ask for a picture of Sean. We can take that around
maybe someone has seen him."  

  

"Yeah sure, Benny." Ray sighed. "Just try not to irritate her again." Ray
added with a smile.  

  

"Ray, I don't do it on..." Fraser had spun around to face Ray and realized
he was joking. "Oh." Both men headed downstairs with Diefenbaker
following.  

  

"Miss Montgomery, could we possibly get a picture of your brother that we
can show around. It might help us in locating him." Ray said entering the
living room.  

  

Kassandra turned from the window to face them, visibly flinching when she
saw Fraser. Fraser could tell she had been crying. He automatically took
out his handkerchief and handed it to her. "Thank you." Kassandra muttered
accepting it from Fraser.  

  

"You're welcome." Fraser responded. 

  

After drying her eyes, Kassandra inquired "Did you find anything that
might help you find Sean?"  

  

"No, we didn't. Hopefully something will come up tomorrow when I go and
question his teachers and friends." Answered Ray.  

  

"Thank you Ray. Please keep me informed. I'll be at work tomorrow. If Sean
tries to contact me I'm sure that'll be the first place he'll think of.
Let me get you that picture." As Kassandra was going through the doorway
she accidentally brushed her shoulder against Fraser. The contact was
enough to make her draw in a sharp breath and to make Fraser stand more
ridged. She hurried from the room. Upstairs in what use to be her parent's
room she went through the box of pictures she kept there. The whole time
muttering "I will not...I will not..." Finally finding the picture she
wanted she closed the box and went back down to the living room. This time
being sure to give herself enough room to get around the mountie without
touching him. She handed the picture to Ray "This is his class picture
from this year. It's the most recent."	

  

Ray looked at the picture "Nice looking boy. Doesn't look much like you
though."  

  

Kassandra started to smile but it was quickly replaced by a very sad look
"We use to tease Mom and Dad all the time that one of us was adopted since
we didn't share any resemblance and there was such an age gap." Then on a
chuckle she added, "We could never agree on who was the adopted one
though. Use to drive Mom and Dad up a wall. Truth is I take after Mom and
Sean takes after Dad."	

  

"May I inquire where your parents are now?" Ben asked.	

  

"No, you..." * Be civil Kassy * Kassandra could hear her mother's voices.
Taking a deep breath and releasing it she continued, "Our parents were
killed in a car accident three years ago."  

  

"I'm sorry." Ben said, naturally understanding the pain he saw in her
eyes.  

  

"Thank you. Is there anything else you need, Ray?" Kassandra asked.  

  

"Nope. This should about do it for now. We'll be in touch." Ray headed for
the door, but paused when he heard Fraser.  

  

"If there's anything a'tall I can do to help, please don't hesitate to
ask."  

  

"I'm sure that won't be necessary, Constable. Good night." Kassandra said
looking pointedly toward the front door.  

  

"Ah... yes... well...Good night then." Fraser replied and headed for the
door and Ray. Kassandra followed them to the door and closed it behind
them.  

  

Glancing up Kassandra sighed, "I know, I know I should be nice. I just
can't help it. Please understand." She looked back toward the door she
shook her head, "Great, now I'm talking to myself. Damn it Sean! Why did
you do this to me?"  

  

Back in the Riv, Fraser sighed and turned to Ray, "You know Ray, maybe it
would be better if I didn't assist on this case."  

  

"Hey, you're the one who got me involved. I was going to have her go to
missing persons. But noooo you persuade me to take it. You're stuck."  

  

"But Ray..."  

  

"I don't want to hear any 'but Ray.' You like her, don't you?"	

  

"I'm sure I..."  

  

"Admit it Fraser, you like her." Ray watched Fraser's face. He could see
the denial coming and proceeded to cut it off. "Admit it!"  

  

"Yes Ray, I do feel a certain...ahhh attraction to her. It is also very
clear that she has an aversion to me. I don't understand, Lord knows I've
tried."  

  

"Maybe if you can find her brother she may think differently." Ray said
with a smile. * Gees, I've never seen him like this before. Normally he's
running away from the women. * To Fraser he said, "I'll pick you up at the
consulate tomorrow when your shift is over."  

  

"Thank you kindly, Ray" Both men rode in comfortable silence the rest of
the way to Fraser's apartment, each lost in their own thoughts. 

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Ray spent the next morning at Roosevelt High School. He spoke with the
school's principal, each of Sean's teachers and his friends. By the time
he finally left he had a good picture of what was going on. As he drove to
the consulate all Ray could think about was how things had changed since
he was in high school. *There was always peer pressure. * He remembered
Frankie Zuko and how he bullied everyone in the neighborhood and still
tried to do so today. "But today it's more of a do or die situation.
Sounds like if that gang wants you, you do it or else." 

  

The Riv pulled to a stop in front of the Canadian consulate. Ray got out
and yelled to Fraser, who was standing the customary guard duty in front
of the consulate "Benny! Your shift is up in..." glances at his watch, "30
seconds. Lets go." Ray started to get back into the car and noticed that
Fraser had not budged. He was as stiff as a board, barely even blinking.
"Aw, come on Fraser!"  

  

Just then the clock chimed the hour and Fraser came to life, "Let's go
Dief." Dief crawled out from under a bench where he had been napping and
followed Fraser to the Riv, and jumped in the back seat as Fraser held the
door for him. "Good afternoon Ray. What did you find out at the school?"  

  

Once Fraser was seated and they were under way again, Ray filled Fraser in
on his morning's work. "According to the principal, his teachers and
coaches he is an outstanding student. His grades are great. He is a good
sportsman and leader on the team. In fact, he's one of the star players.
He's never been in any trouble. Apparently he should go join the RCMP
after he graduates."  

  

"Now Ray, that's just plain silly. He has to be a Canadian citizen and
graduate from a Canadian school in order to join the RCMP."  

  

All Ray could do was shake his head. * *Sometimes Fraser could be so
dense. * Ray continued, "I spoke to his friends. They were a bit more
insightful."  

  

By now they had arrived at the precinct and were headed to Ray's desk. On
the way Ray stopped at Elaine's desk, "Get me everything you can on Joseph
Stone, Mark Henson and Craig O'Brien." Elaine looked up at both men "Yeah
sure Ray, no problem."	

  

"Thank you kindly, Elaine." Fraser said as he walked by, following Ray.
Fraser gave Ray a quizzical look as he sat in his normal chair in front of
Ray's desk.  

  

"They're the supposed leaders of this gang that has been threatening Sean.
I got the names from Sean's friend, Tyler Sumners. Apparently they have
been after him for awhile and it got worse after he became captain of the
hockey team. Apparently they felt they could use someone with his rep for
awhile. A Mr. Goody-two Shoes would be above suspicion. With him as
captain they figured he could throw some of the games and no one would be
the wiser."  

  

"Why would they want him throwing high school games" Fraser inquired.  

  

"From what I've been hearing, betting on the games is a big thing with
this gang. Anyhow, Sean wouldn't do it. Flat out refused. So this Joseph
Stone, who's the number one guy, told Sean you do it and you're one of us.
If you don't, you or your sister will pay the ultimate price. Sean still
refused. Apparently that's a line he just can't cross. I guess hockey is
everything to him. According to Tyler he was going to speak with the
principal after practice. That was three days ago. No one's seen him since
he left practice. Rumor is Stone has him and they are trying to persuade
him." Ray explained. 

  

Just then Elaine came up "I have the information you wanted. They each
have a rap sheet. Mostly all petty thefts, minor things. A few arrests for
assault, but no convictions."  

  

"Why no convictions, Elaine?" Fraser asked.  

  

"Seems that the witnesses have a tendency to suddenly change their
stories. The states attorneys office had no other evidence so they had to
drop all charges, each time." Elaine explained. 

  

"Gee, I wonder what happened there." Ray said sarcastically. Elaine handed
Ray the reports and turned to leave.  

  

"Thank you kindly Elaine." Fraser called after her.  

  

"You're welcome, Fraser." Elaine called over her shoulder.  

  

"At least someone still likes you, Benny." Ray laughed. 

  

"That's just not funny, Ray." Fraser replied with a bit of irritation in
his voice. 

  

Looking back at the reports, Ray said, "Well, where should we start
looking?" Fraser had taken some of the reports and was looking them over.
"Elaine could you get us the case files on all the assault charges." Ray
called across the squadroom.  

  

Just then Lieutenant Welsh poked his head out of his office, "Vecchio! My
office!"  

  

Fraser and Ray looked at each other.  

  

"Oh dear." Fraser said the same time that Ray said, "Oh no."  

  

"NOW DETECTIVE!" Both Ray and Fraser got up and went into Welsh's office.
When they were standing in front of his desk, Welsh asked, "Do you mind
telling me, Detective, which of the cases that I have given you recently
are you working on at this moment?"  

  

Ray started to fidget and Fraser stood more rigidly at attention.
"Umm...at the moment....none, Sir."  

  

"None? Then what ARE you working on?" Welsh demanded. 

  

Ray really started to squirm, "Basically a missing persons case, Sir."	

  

Welsh sat nodding his head, "A missing persons case? And here I thought
you worked for the violent crimes unit."  

  

"I do, sir." Ray looked to Fraser for help.  

  

"If I may speak freely, Leftenant." Fraser interjected.  

  

Welsh looked between the detective and the Mountie, "Don't tell me, this
is a case that Big Red got you involved in."  

  

"No sir." Ray replied.	

  

Welsh sighed and looked at Fraser, "Alright then, What is your
involvement?"  

  

"You see Leftenant, a Miss Montgomery approached Detective Vecchio
regarding the disappearance of her brother. After further questioning of
Miss Montgomery, school officials and friends it would appear that there
is some gang involvement. They may be holding the missing person against
his will. And his life may also be in danger." Fraser explained. 

  

Welsh contemplated the two men before him. "Is this true, Detective?"  

  

"Yes sir. I believe that not only may there be a danger to said victim,
Sean Montgomery, but also to his sister, Kassandra." At this Fraser
snapped around to stare at Ray.  

  

Welsh considered this for a moment, "And the mountie here had nothing to
do with this?"	

  

"No sir." Ray quickly replied. "He's only helping out."  

  

"All right Detective. Keep me informed."  

  

"Yes sir. Thank you sir." Ray quickly left Welsh's office.  

  

"Thank you kindly, Leftenant." Fraser said turning and leaving the office.
 

  

When they returned to Ray's desk all of the files that Ray requested were
there, 7 in all. Ray contemplated the files then said, "Think I'll give
Kassandra a call and advise her of the situation and to make sure that she
keeps the house locked." Ray said as he picked up the phone and began
dialing. After repeated tries he hung up the phone. "Can't get hold of
her. Cell's not working either. I left a message on her machine at home."
They then each grabbed a file and started going through it making notes as
they went. Hour's later Ray looked up from the file he was working on and
rubbed his eyes. He glanced at his watch and could not believe the time.
"Hey Benny. Why don't we go and get a bite to eat?"  

  

Fraser put his file down, "That sounds like a good idea Ray."  

  

"I also want to stop by the Montgomery house and update Kassandra on what
we have so far. Let's take those files and the notes with us. We can go
over them while we eat." "Let's go Dief." Fraser called as he and Ray
gathered the files, notes and left the precinct.  

  

On the drive to Kassandra's, each was lost in their own thoughts about the
files they had just read. Trying to piece together all the information.
They arrived at Kassandra's house and as they were going up the walk they
heard a scream. Ray pulled out his gun and both men ran to the door.
Fraser tried the door, it was locked. Acting as one, both men kicked the
door down. As they entered they noticed the disarray in the living room
and hall. Furniture was broken, books were everywhere. Pictures and knick-
knacks were broken and scattered about the room. They could hear a
commotion coming from the back of the house and both men took off running
down the hall. As they entered the kitchen they saw a man running out the
back door. Immediately Fraser and Diefenbaker gave chase. Ray followed
after checking on Kassandra who stood at the opposite end of the kitchen
brandishing a cast iron skillet. Over neighbor's fences and down the
street the chase went. A car suddenly sped by Fraser then by Diefenbaker
and only slowed enough to allow the man they were chasing to jump in
before it sped away into the night. As fast as Fraser was, he just
couldn't catch up. Nor could Diefenbaker, who finally gave up three blocks
down. With a sigh of resignation Fraser started back to the house. He was
anxious to see if Kassandra was all right.  

  

He met up with Ray half way back. "What, you loose him?"  

  

"Yes, apparently there was a car waiting." Fraser replied.  

  

"Did you get the plate?" Ray asked hopefully.  

  

"Sorry Ray, the plates were removed, but I could tell it was a 1997 Ford
Mustang. Either black or dark blue."  

  

"Just great! Do you know how many of those there are in Chicago?" Ray said
in frustration as he put his gun away.	

  

"For the model year of 1997 Ford Motors manufactured approximately..."
Fraser started reciting the current statistics of the Mustang. 

  

"FRASER! Never mind." Ray snapped 

  

When they reached the house they found Kassandra in the living room trying
to clean up the mess. When they entered she spun around, startled, holding
the leg of a chair in her hand as if it were a baseball bat. "You can put
the umm...chair leg down. It's just us." Ray reassured her.  

  

"I'm sorry. I guess I'm a bit jumpy now." Kassandra dropped the leg and
sank onto the couch with a sigh. "I'm just thankful you showed up when you
did."  

  

"This at least tells us that Sean is alive." Fraser said from the doorway.
 

  

Kassandra looked at him for a moment noting the concerned expression on
his face and relented just a bit. "Please do come in Constable." Motioning
around the room she continued, "Have a seat if you can find one. You too
Ray."  

  

Fraser and Ray each found a spot and cleared away the books and other
debris. Once they were seated Kassandra continued, "Why do say that,
Constable?"  

  

* Well, it's a start * Fraser thought then cleared his throat. "I am
assuming of course, but I believe that the person that was here, meant to
take you to use as leverage against Sean. This action would tell us that
they do have your brother and that all other forms of persuasion have
failed. That maybe something, or more precisely someone near and dear to
his heart would do the trick."	

  

Kassandra sat staring at Fraser totally puzzled, "I don't understand. What
are they trying to persuade Sean to do?"  

  

"That's what we came over here for" Ray spoke up. "After speaking with the
school officials and Sean's friends. I've determined that Joey Stone and
his goons are trying to convince Sean that it would be to his advantage to
throw the games for them. Betting on high school sports is getting to be a
very big thing. If the athlete won't do it willingly, Joey and company use
force to get what they want. They have to keep Sean alive and basically in
one piece or he is worthless. So they plan on using you." 

  

As Ray spoke, Fraser saw the color leave Kassandra's face. Without a word
he got up and went into the kitchen. He returned with a glass of water,
which he handed to Kassandra.  

  

She took it gratefully, "Thank you."  

  

"You're welcome. Do you have anyone you can stay with until this is over."
Motioning towards the front door Fraser continued, "You can't stay here
alone even if the door were intact."  

  

Kassandra thought for a moment. There really wasn't anyone she felt
comfortable asking. Shaking her head she answered "No. I guess I could go
to a hotel."  

  

"Out of the question. You would be an easy target there." Ray explained.
After thinking for a moment he asked, "By any chance have you had chicken
pox?"  

  

"No, I haven't. Why?"  

  

"It's running rampant at my house." Ray looked at Fraser, "Benny?"  

  

Fraser hesitated. * I know what Ray is asking me. Normally I would say
yes. After all it is part of my duty to protect. But how will she feel?
Will it just make a bad situation worse? Duty... It is my duty. I am
perfectly capable of handling myself in any situation. I am. I am a
Mountie. * "Yes Ray, I can do it."  

  

Ray let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding, "Good. It's
settled then."	

  

"Excuse me. Have you forgotten someone here? What is settled?" Kassandra
asked from the coach. * Some thing tells me I'm not going to like this. *
She watched both men closely. They both began shifting in their chairs. *
Nope. I'm definitely not going to like this. *	

  

"You are going to be staying at Fraser's apartment until this whole thing
is over." Ray blurted out in one breath.  

  

"Oh no I'm not! There is no way, and I mean no way, that I am going to
stay in that man's apartment!" Kassandra practically yelled.  

  

"I'm sorry but there doesn't seem to be a choice. It's for you own
safety." Fraser tried to reason.  

  

"Actually, there is another option." Ray interrupted.  

  

"What would that be Ray." Fraser asked.  

  

"We could put her in protective custody down at the station." Ray said
matter-of-factly.  

  

"Protective custody?...You mean jail, don't you?" Kassandra asked.  

  

"Yep." Ray answered.  

  

"A hotel. I will go to a hotel. And that's my last word." Kassandra stood
her ground, glaring at Ray daring him to say differently. * There is no
way I'm going to his apartment. It's probably some den of iniquity. King
size bed with mirrors on the walls and ceiling. No way, not a chance. He
can stand there and pretend to be all sweet and innocent, but I'm sure
that the moment we get there he'll... *  

  

Ray interrupted her thoughts "No hotel. Look Miss Montgomery..."  

  

"Please call me Kassandra or Kassy, Ray" * Be sweet Kassy and you might
get what you want. *  

  

"What? Oh. Okay. Look Kassy, it's your life we're talking about here. You
can't take the chance of them getting their hands on you." Ray paused then
played his ace in the hole. "More importantly it's Sean's life." *That
took the fight right out of her * Ray noticed.	

  

Defeated, Kassandra said softly, "All right. I'll go."	

  

Ray grinned, "Go where?" Both men held their breath, not sure what her
answer was going to be. They both knew that protective custody was a
bluff, Welsh would never agree to it.  

  

"I'll go to..." Kassandra paused and swallowed hard, "his apartment."
Motioning to Fraser with a nod of her head. * I think I'd rather get
chicken pox. * "Let me just go and get some things." As she headed for the
stairs she caught sight of her front door still wide open, "What are you
going to do about that. I can't leave my door wide open."  

  

"We'll look at it while you're getting your things." Ray volunteered.
After Kassandra was out of sight, Fraser went over to the door and started
examining it. Ray let out a long breath, "Whew, I actually thought she was
going to pick jail." Shaking his head Ray added, "I've never seen a woman
have such an aversion to you, Benny. Maybe she just doesn't like
Canadians."  

  

"I don't know Ray." Fraser paused for a moment in his examination of the
front door, "Are you sure this is such a good idea? Maybe you should stay
with her and I'll go and stay at your house."  

  

"Have you had the chicken pox?" "No."  

  

"Didn't think so. So that's also out of the question, since the kids have
it." Then Ray added with a mischievous grin, "Look at it his way, Benny.
She already hates you. It can't get much worse."  

  

All Fraser could do was groan. Shaking his head he continued his
examination of the door. It wasn't as bad as they thought is was. The door
itself was in good shape, hinges were a little bent, but it could be
forced closed. Apparently only the lower lock on the knob was locked at
the time they kicked it in, which was why it gave so easily considering it
was a good quality heavy oak door. The frame had some minor damage in the
corresponding area. Higher up was a deadbolt. And there was relatively no
damage in this area of the jam. "We're in luck, Ray. There's not a lot of
damage. We can secure the door with this other lock."  

  

"Good. I'll go and lock the back door, Benny."	

  

While Ray was gone Kassandra came down the stairs with a bag in her hand.
Fraser, being the gentleman that he is, stepped forward to take the bag.
As their hand touched Kassandra pulled back as if she had been burnt.  

  

"Tha...That's okay Ccconstable. Umm, I got it." Kassandra stuttered.  

  

"Ben." Fraser said looking into her eyes and saw the wall she kept around
herself go up even higher. A wall that he knew all too well. A wall to
protect the heart from pain. The kind of wall he himself put up after
Victoria. * She's been badly hurt. And not that long ago. * He could see
the scars in her eyes. The kind of scars he also bore. Scars that are well
hidden, unless you knew them, and knew what to look for. This made sense.
This he understood. * Maybe if I'm lucky... *  

  

"As I said, That's okay, Constable. I got it." Kassandra repeated.  

  

"Understood." Fraser replied softly.  

  

Understood. * How can one small word seem to convey so many different
things? Understood... Just what does he think he understands? That he's
going to have me alone in his apartment. Oh, he'll understand all right. I
am not a bit of fluff. * "I am not being cynical." Staring at the ceiling,
she didn't realize she said this last part out loud.  

  

Not until she heard Fraser saying, "I beg your pardon?"  

  

"I said, I am capable of carrying my own bag." *Yeah right, Kassy. He
really bought that one. *  

  

Ray finally appeared from the back of the house. "Fraser, why don't we
come back here tomorrow with a forensics team, when there's some light.
Maybe we can find a lead to where they're holding Sean."  

  

"Sure Ray." Fraser answered.  

  

"Let's hit the road, then. Kassy, do you mind sitting in the back with
Dief? You'll be safer there."  

  

"Not a problem." Kassandra answered.  

  

As they headed out the door Fraser asked, "May I have your key so I can
lock the door for you." Kassandra pulled the keys out of her purse and
handed them to Fraser then followed Ray out to the Riv. He took her bag
and put it in the truck. After allowing Diefenbaker to get in she climbed
in after him. Fraser followed after making sure that the house was secure.
The drive to Fraser's apartment was made in silence. Both men intent on
making sure they weren't being followed. Kassandra sat in the back seat
with Diefenbaker, who easily won her heart with his earnest affection.
*They say animals can heal a person. * 

  

Ray stopped the Riv in front of Fraser's building. He got out and
retrieved Kassandra's bag from the trunk. Ray came around to the passenger
side as Kassandra was getting out, followed by Diefenbaker. "You got it
from here?" Ray asked as he handed Fraser the bag.  

  

"Yes, Ray" Fraser replied.  

  

Kassandra stood on the sidewalk observing the two men. "Since I'm at your
mercy here, I want to confirm that you are taking me to work in the
morning. Right?" 

  

"I don't think that's such a good idea. Why don't you just stay here
tomorrow and lay low." Ray responded. 

  

"What am I suppose to do all day? Sit here in his apartment and twiddle my
thumbs?" Kassandra paused, taking a deep breath she rushed on not giving
either man a chance to reply. "I don't think so. What I am going to do is
go to work even if I have to walk. There will be no discussion on this. I
am going, period." Kassandra stared at Ray daring him to challenge her.  

  

Ray considered this for a minute. "Alright, on one condition. You do not
leave your office for any reason until we get there to pick you up. You
don't go out for lunch, for a breath of air, nothing. Is that understood?"


  

Kassandra silently acknowledged the fact that Ray was offering her a
compromise. The only one he was willing to make. Looking into his eyes she
softly said "Yes." 

  

"Good. Then I'll see you both in the morning." Ray went back around the
car, got in and drove off. 

  

"Good night, Ray. This way Miss Montgomery." Fraser said motioning towards
the door. Kassandra followed him, looking at the dilapidated building,
puzzled that he would be living in such a run-down area.  

  

As she followed him up the stairs and down the hall, she grew more uneasy
with every step. By the time they reached his door every nerve in her body
was on edge. Fraser opened the door and motioned her in. He followed
closing the door behind him, causing Kassandra to jump. Fraser walked over
and deposited her bag on the footlocker at the end of his bed. "Well, this
is it." He watched her closely, knowing she was nervous. He watched a
variety of emotions flash across her face as she surveyed the room.  

  

Kassandra couldn't believe what she was seeing. The apartment was small
and sparsely furnished, but very clean. She took in the small kitchen. The
kitchen table with its mismatched chairs. The small battered tables, the
chest with the pictures, the bricked up fireplace, an old truck and
the....*Oh God. One room, one small bed. Maybe if I turned and ran I could
loose him. * She glanced at Fraser, *Not a chance * Aloud she said, "You
live like this? Are you being punished?"  

  

Fraser just shook his head, "It serves my needs." He noticed that her eyes
kept returning to the bed, and she had a look that reminded him of...* Oh
dear. So this is 'the squirrel before it's hit' look. * "Please make
yourself comfortable. If there is anything you need please ask. You can
sleep in the bed. Dief and I will take the floor." At that Fraser picked
up his bedroll and took it over to the fireplace where he unrolled it. 

  

"I don't want to inconvenience you. I can sleep on the floor just as
easily. After all it is your bed." *This definitely is not what I
expected. Where are the ceiling mirrors? * 

  

"It's no inconvenience, really. I prefer the floor." *At least she's
speaking to me. * 

  

Kassandra finally went over to her bag and as she opened it asked, "Do you
have somewhere I can hang up a few things?" 

  

Fraser went over to the closet and opened the door, "There's plenty of
room in here." 

  

Kassandra walked over to the closet and as she went to hang her clothes,
she noticed the contents of the closet. Hanging there was his brown
uniform, another red uniform, various shirts and... jeans. Kassandra
started laughing. 

  

Hearing her laughter Fraser turned towards her, enjoying the sound. After
a moment he said, "May I ask what you find amusing?" 

  

Kassandra faced Fraser. Trying, unsuccessfully, to get control of herself
she finally said in between giggles, "Jeans. You hang your jeans." The
giggles broke into laughter again as she watched Fraser turn the same
shade as his uniform. "I'm...sssorry." She stuttered, still unable to stop
laughing. Finally she was able to take a deep breath and slowly release
it. "I'm sorry, Constable. I don't know why I found that so funny. I just
never knew anyone who hung up their jeans." Kassandra placed her hand over
her mouth to cover a yawn. Realizing how tired she was, she added, "Where
is your bathroom. It's late and I'm actually pretty tired. I'd like to
change and get some sleep." *Let's see what he does now. None of this is
as I expected. Maybe that's his game. Confuse them and catch them off
guard. It's not going to work here. * 

  

Reaching up and scratching behind his ear Fraser said, "Umm, it's down the
hall. I'll escort you."  

  

"You mean it's a community bathroom?" Kassandra was flabbergasted not
realizing such a thing existed anymore. "You don't have to. I believe that
I can do this myself." 

  

"I'm sorry, but you're not to be out of my sight. It's for your own
safety." Fraser walked over to the door and opened it. "Shall we?" 

  

Kassandra hurried and grabbed her bag. She followed Fraser down the hall
to the bathroom. As she passed him to enter she said, "I'll be a minute."
Then closed the door firmly in his face. Once inside she surveyed the
room, she noticed the bathtub and lack of a shower. * Oh, this will be fun
in the morning. * She then proceeded with her nightly routine. *If he
wants to wait, then he's going to wait. * 

  

Outside the door Fraser decided to approach this as he did sentry duty. He
took up his post outside the door and waited. And waited...and waited.
Thirty minutes later the door finally opened and Kassandra stood there in
a pair of sweats and an oversized t-shirt. Her face was scrubbed clean of
any makeup she wore. All Fraser could do was stare, * she looks just as
good without any makeup.* Without a word she walked past him back to his
apartment. "It's going to be a long night." Fraser sighed. 

  

Back in the room, Kassandra stood staring at the bed. She knew the moment
he entered the room. She could hear him moving around behind her. Yet she
still about jumped out of her skin when he came up beside her and handed
her another blanket. "I thought you might need this. Would you like
anything else? I could make some tea, or if you're hungry..."  

  

"Thank you Constable, but I'm fine. I'm just tired." She watched at he sat
down at the table and picked up a book. With a perplexed look on her face
she asked, "What are you doing?"  

  

Fraser glanced up at her, "I'm sorry does the light bother you? I'll turn
it off if it does." 

  

"No." 

  

Seeing she was a bit confused he explained, "I plan on staying up awhile
just to make sure no one followed us. I don't believe we were. But it's
better to be safe. I don't want to take the chance of anything happening
to you." * Besides, there is no way I'm going to be able to sleep at the
moment. * 

  

"Oh, okay. Good night then, Constable." Kassandra finally found her
courage and cautiously crawled under the covers.  

  

"Good night, Miss Montgomery." Fraser's reply was followed by two quick
barks from Diefenbaker, who was lying on a rug at the foot of the bed. 

  

"Good night Dief." Kassandra replied with a soft smile. Then she turned
her back to the room and waited for him to make his move. The exhaustion
of the last few days had taken its toll, and soon she was fast asleep. 

  

Upon hearing her slow, deep breathing, Fraser looked over at Diefenbaker,
"At least she calls you by name." He turned his attention back to his
father's journal, but soon gave up realizing that he too was tired. He
went over to a chest of drawers and removed a pair of red long johns.
Picking up his toiletries, he looked at Diefenbaker, "Stay and watch her.
Protect her, Dief." With that he left the room, closing the door quietly
behind him, and heading down the hall to the bathroom.	

  

Kassandra woke when she felt someone's weight on the bed. Taking a deep
breath, ready to give that mountie a tongue-lashing he'd not soon forget,
she opened her eyes. Instead of seeing Fraser she saw Diefenbaker, slowly
climbing up onto the bed. Realizing that the wolf was trying not to
disturb her she scooted over to make room for him. Diefenbaker stretched
out beside her. Kassandra put her arm around the wolf, relaxed and went
back to sleep. 

  

When Fraser entered the room the first thing he saw was Kassandra curled
up with Diefenbaker. *What I wouldn't give to be a wolf at this moment.
And Ray thinks I have all the women throwing themselves at me. * Fraser
laid down on his bedroll and looked over at the bed one more time. * If he
could see this now he'd laugh himself silly. * With that last thought
Fraser relaxed and was asleep in seconds. 

  

  

"SEAN!!!" Fraser woke with a start when he heard the scream. He was up and
over to the bed in no time. Diefenbaker was standing on the floor whining.
"It's okay Dief." He sat on the edge of the bed and called to Kassandra,
who was thrashing about, lost in the terror of a dream. "Kassandra!" There
was no response, so he grabbed her shoulders and gave her a firm shake
while calling her name again. Kassandra's eyes flew open. The look of
terror tore at Fraser's heart. "Kassandra, it's alright. It was only a
dream."  

  

Kassandra looked up at Fraser "It was so real. They killed Sean..." At
this she began to cry. Deep heart wrenching sobs. Fraser gathered her up
in his arms and held her. Offering her all the comfort she would take.
When the sobs slowed and became more gentle he spoke, "It's going to be
alright. We'll find Sean. I promise."  

  

Kassandra looked up into his eyes, "Can I trust you?"  

  

"Yes" Was Fraser's answer. He sat there for a moment, then asked the
question that has been on his mind all night. "Who hurt you?" 

  

Kassandra couldn't believe what she hearing. * How did he know.* "I don't
know what you are talking about, Constable. Sean's the one being hurt."
She avoided his eyes. 

  

Fraser took a deep breath and decided to take a chance. "Kassandra,
someone has hurt you. Sometimes it helps to heal the wounds if you talk
about it. I know I've been there." 

  

"How could you possibly know?" Kassandra asked. 

  

Fraser took a deep breath, " There was a woman once. We were, uh... I
don't know what we were. Fraser paused lost in the memory of Victoria. As
painful as the memories were he started telling her about Victoria. How he
tracked her to Fortitude Pass. How they almost died in the storm. "She
asked me to let her go. It would have been so simple..." He cleared his
throat and continued, "I did my duty. She was the only woman I ever loved
and I put her in prison." Fraser stopped unable to continue for a moment.
Blowing out a puff of breath he continued, "Ten years later Victoria came
to Chicago. She came looking for me. Whether out of love or hate...I'm
still not sure. I do know she wanted revenge. . You see, upon her release
from prison she went and recovered the money from the robbery. Over half a
million dollars." Fraser paused, with a haunted look in his eyes he
continued, "We spent a lot of time to together, and I thought that I loved
her more than ever." Fraser paused rubbing his eyebrow. "She, on the other
hand only had plans to set me up. She set my cabin on fire, so that the
authorities would find the money she planted there. Her partner from the
robbery, Jolly, had escaped from prison, and followed her here. While she
was here she managed to effectively destroy my life. She used my gun to
shoot Dief," Fraser glance at Diefenbaker apologetically. "Then once again
to kill Jolly. She planted money from the robbery in my wallet, some of
which I unwittingly passed to Ray. Internal affairs and the state's
attorney's office found out about the money. Ray was suspended. I was
arrested and charged with Jolly's murder. Ray mortgaged his house and
bailed me out. He refused to take any deals that were offered to him. He
believed in me whole-heartedly." * To this day I still don't understand
why. * Fraser thought sadly. His voice started to take on an edge it
didn't have before. "She contacted me. She wanted me to make an exchange
for her, money for diamonds. She used Ray as leverage. She had planted a
key in his house to a locker that contained money from the robbery. If I
did not do what she asked she was going to call internal affairs. Thank
God I found the key before she called. I did as she asked I made the
exchange. When I gave her the diamonds I also planted the key in her bag.
Ray and I caught up to her at the train station. By this time she found
the key and realized that I was now setting her up. She left the money and
ran. Ray stayed back to take possession of the money, which was now
scattered, on the floor of the station, and I pursed her. I caught her as
she was getting on the train. As I pulled her back from the train the
pouch containing the diamonds fell out of her bag and the diamonds were
scattered on the platform." Fraser looked down at Kassandra in order to
watch her reaction, "I planned on turning her in. But for some reason,
even as I was saying no, I let her get on that train and watched her
leave. She called to me and asked me to go with her. I recognized her
betrayal and hate. But she got to me with one word. Regret. She told me I
would regret it if I didn't go. I had lived with it for ten years, I
couldn't do it any longer. So I ran to her. In doing so I betrayed
everyone who believed in me." Fraser paused shaking his head, still unable
to believe that he did such a thing. "Ray caught up with us. He was on the
other side of the platform. Ray thought she had a gun. I heard him call
out a warning. As I swung myself up onto the train and into her arms, I
heard Ray fire. The next thing I knew I was falling from the train and
from her. I let her go." Fraser let out a choked chuckle, "Ray stopped me
from leaving by inadvertently shooting me in the back. Sometimes, I'm
still not sure that he didn't do it on purpose. I spent months in a
hospital recovering not just from the bullet wound but from Victoria. It
took a long time to recover from the betrayal. Her betrayal and mine. It
was awhile before I could forgive myself for betraying those close to me.
I put walls up to protect me from that kind of hurt." Fraser glanced at
Kassandra and gave her a smile. "I've learned though, that not every woman
is Victoria. That I can love and be loved in return." 

  

Kassandra looked into his eyes and saw the pain that was still there. *
He's baring his soul for me.* She was quiet for a moment. After releasing
a sigh, she began "It was after the death of my parents. Some friends set
me up with him. He was tall, good looking and charming. We hit it off
right away. Nathaniel and I dated for quite a few months." Kassandra gave
a slight chuckle, "His names means Gods gift. And he sure thought he was.
I just didn't realize it at the time. I thought that we were in love. He
actually asked me to marry him, and I accepted. Then one day I went to his
apartment. I was going to surprise him and have a dinner ready when he
came home. We had not seen much of each other lately. He was busy at work.
There were a lot of late nights at the office. Or so he told me..."
Kassandra paused, feeling the anger returning. "When I walked into his
apartment I was the one surprised. I found him with another woman...
Later, he told me that I should expect it. How could a man like him just
settle for one woman? He needed more. He told me I should feel honored
that he wanted to marry me... That was the last time I ever saw him."
Kassandra stopped not sure whether to continue. * I might as well. *
Looking down at her hands she said, "I was a mess for a long time. I
couldn't eat or sleep. I didn't care whether I lived or died. Finally,
with Sean's help I started to pull myself together. I made a promise that
I would never let another man do that to me again." 

  

They were both quiet. Kassandra took a deep breath and looked up at
Fraser. She saw a single tear making a path down his cheek. Unable to stop
herself, she reached up to wipe it away. As she did so Fraser put his hand
over hers holding it against his cheek. Their eyes met and locked. Fraser
saw the wall going down. Slowly he lowered his head towards her, his eyes
never leaving hers. As their lips met Kassandra closed her eyes and
sighed, letting go. Letting herself enjoy the moment. When Fraser felt her
relax he deepened the kiss.  

  

As the kiss deepened Kassandra's arms went around Fraser's neck, her
fingers running through his hair. She could feel his hands in her hair.
His lips were on hers. It was a deep, passionate kiss. Her heart was
beating wildly, out of control. Then his lips left hers, and started to
blaze a trail from her ear down her neck...* NO * her mind screamed. She
started to tremble. She brought her arms down and put her hands on
Fraser's chest and pushed. "Stop Constable!"  

  

Fraser pulled back, confused. He was breathing hard. His heart felt like a
run away train. "Kassandra?" He looked into her eyes and saw that the wall
was back in place. *Dear Lord, what did I do? * 

  

Kassandra scrambled out of his arms and off the bed. She made the mistake
of looking at him. Her resolve nearly crumbled in face of that big-eyed
mountie look. "I...I can't." She spun around and ran out of the apartment
to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. With her back against the
door she slid to the floor. Dropping her face into her hands she began to
cry. *I can't do this. He's not for real. No one is this nice, this...this
what? * Perfect was the only word that came to mind.  

  

Finally after some time Kassandra stood, went over the sink and turned on
the cold water. She splashed her face several times then looked in the
mirror. *I look like hell. * Turning from the mirror, she faced the door.
*If only I could disappear. Well I can't. I have to face up to my actions.
* Taking a deep cleansing breath, she left the bathroom. As she walked out
the door she was shocked to see Fraser standing there, dressed once again
in jeans and a shirt. Without a word she proceeded past him, back to the
apartment.  

  

Fraser followed her back. He had heard her tears from outside the door,
feeling more helpless than he ever had. Then she came out. With her head
held high, she walked proudly back to his apartment. Entering the
apartment, he looked to where she sat on his bed. Feeling completely
defeated he said, "I apologize for my actions, Miss Montgomery. I was
completely out of line. It will not happen again." With that said Fraser
walked over to the table, sat down, picked up his father's journal and
began to read. 

  

All Kassandra could do was stare. She felt her throat tighten and there
seemed to be a metal band squeezing her heart. *Isn't this what I want? Is
so then why do I feel so awful? * She watched him for a moment. Finally
she laid down with her back to him and curled up into a ball, trying
desperately to fight the tears that threatened to overwhelm her.  

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Kassandra woke with a start. It took her a minute to realize where she
was. Diefenbaker was stretched out beside her sound asleep. *I never knew
wolves snored. * She sat up in bed and looked around. She spotted Fraser
asleep at the table with his head resting on his arms. His face was turned
toward her. She took the opportunity to observe him. He was even more
handsome in his sleep. He had such an innocent unguarded look about him.
Putting her fingers to her lips she remembered his kiss and the way it
made her feel. She wanted it to go on forever, to lose herself in his
arms. She had felt herself starting to loose control. This frightened her.
She had promised never to give her heart so completely again. She couldn't
risk it. No matter how perfect or innocent he seemed. Kassandra got up and
gently eased one of the blankets out from under Diefenbaker. She walked
over to Fraser and gently covered him with the blanket. She then grabbed
her bag and a dress from the closet and went down the hall to the
bathroom.  

  

An hour later she opened the bathroom door and proceeded to run right into
the back of Fraser. "What?...Oh it's you."  

  

"Good morning Miss Montgomery." Fraser said formally. He had been standing
there seconds after she entered. He knew the moment she woke. He felt her
stare. He knew she was studying him and felt it was best to feign sleep.
He had almost lost his resolve to keep his distance when she approached
him and gently covered him with the blanket. *She does feel something. *
It was torture waiting for her to gather her things and leave the
apartment. All he could focus on was her scent on the blanket. Vanilla, so
clean and sweet, that combined with her own natural scent was very heady.
All Fraser wanted to do was pull her into his arms and kiss away her
doubts and fears. But he knew the only thing he would gain by doing that
would be more distance. *No, I can't risk it. Maybe in time. After we find
her brother and things return to normal for her, then maybe she might be
willing to take the chance. Maybe. * Fraser stood when he heard her leave
the room. He waited until he heard the bathroom door close then proceeded
to take his post outside the door and wait. 

  

When they were back in the apartment Fraser walked over to the closet, "If
you'll excuse me for a minute." With that he stepped into the closet and
shut the door, leaving Kassandra to stare at the closed door completely
baffled. Moments later he emerged dressed in his brown uniform.  

  

Kassandra's heart leapt into her throat. *And I thought that red suited
him. * She couldn't take her eyes off of him. *Think girl, think *
"Umm..."  

  

Just then there was a knock and the door opened, "Everyone decent?" Ray
called as he entered the apartment laughing.  

  

Choosing to ignore the remark Fraser greeted Ray, "Good morning."  

  

Ray looked from Fraser to Kassandra. He let out a chuckle as he asked,
"Sleep well?" He was completely dumbfounded when Fraser paled and
Kassandra became completely engrossed in studying her shoes. *Ah,
something happened here last night. Question is what and was it a good
thing. * Deciding to let them off the hook for the time being, he said,
"Well, we best get going. We'll drop you off at work, then Fraser and I'll
head over to your house and meet up with the forensics team." 

  

"Good." Was all Kassandra could manage. *Everything will be okay once I
get to work and can lock myself in my office. * 

  

"Anyone want to stop for breakfast?" Ray asked, interrupting Kassandra's
thoughts. 

  

"No. I'll just grab some coffee at the office." Kassandra responded. 

  

"No thank you, Ray." Fraser answered as he started to shift from foot to
foot. 

  

"Alright, let's get out of here." *The question is, how do I get Fraser to
open up and tell me what happened? They're even more tense now then they
were last night. * 

  

  

The ride to Kassandra's office was made in strained silence. Ray parked in
the structure next to the high-rise where Kassandra worked.  

  

"Thanks for the ride." Kassandra tried to make her escape. Only to have
Ray step in front of her, effectively blocking her path. 

  

"Not so fast. We will escort you to your office. Door to door service."  

  

The ride up the elevator was a nightmare. On a normal day the elevators
were always packed. Today was no exception. Kassandra soon found herself
pushed up against Fraser. With so many people crowding in she had to lean
back into him. She could feel Fraser squirming. Each movement was like a
bolt of electricity through her body. Kassandra let out a sigh of
frustration, *Why couldn't we have office space on the first floor,
instead of the sixteenth? * "Would you stand still!" She snapped at him.
Glancing at Ray, she noticed that he had some room to the left, but he
made indication of moving over. 

  

"I'm sorry." Fraser responded trying not to move. Of all the time he has
spent on guard duty not moving a single muscle, he found this to be
extremely difficult. *Isn't it illegal for so many people to be in an
elevator? * Someone in front of Kassandra shifted pusher her back, more
firmly into Fraser. "Oh dear." Fraser hadn't meant to say that out loud.  

  

Kassandra heard his remark and tried to readjust her position. He was so
close that she could feel his breath in her hair. As he shifted again,
Kassandra felt the ripple of chest muscles against her back. It was a
sensation of sheer delight. "Mmmm..." The sound escaped Kassandra before
she even had a thought about stopping it. Closing her eyes she took a deep
breath and slowly released it. *Really Kassy, he's not so bad. After all
this is over, maybe I can take a chance on him. * Kassandra glanced over
her shoulder and saw that he was flushed. *Is he embarrassed? Or is he
feeling the same as I do? * 

  

Ding! The doors finally opened on the sixteenth floor. "Finally."
Kassandra muttered as she pushed her way through the wall of people in the
elevator. "Okay we're here. You've done your duty..." Kassandra paused,
remembering their conversation from last night. Unable to stop herself,
she glanced at Fraser and saw him stiffen. ""You've um...delivered me safe
and sound. Thank you, Ray" *Best way to deal with this is to ignore him,
and yourself. Just keep telling yourself that he's not here. * 

  

"Remember, you don't leave unless one of us is with you. Got it?" Ray
warned. 

  

"Got it. I'll be a good girl and stay here until you come to retrieve me."
Kassandra said with false sweetness. Every nerve in her body was on edge.
All she wanted to do was get away from him. * I have got to think. He has
me so confused. * "5 o'clock. I'll see you then. And Ray, please call me
if you find anything." Kassandra practically ran from the lobby. 

  

  

"So Benny, how did it go last night?" Ray inquired once they were headed
towards Kassandra's house. 

  

Keeping his eyes straight ahead Fraser replied, "Fine Ray." 

  

*Getting anything out of him is like pulling teeth. * "What did you two do
last night?" Ray elaborated. 

  

"Ray! You just ran that stop sign!" 

  

"Don't try and change the subject, Fraser. Answer the question." 

  

"Do? Nothing Ray. We went to bed...I mean, she slept in my bed...Um, what
I meant is we went to sleep..." Fraser took a deep breath and cleared his
throat, "What I mean to say is, she slept in my bed and I slept on the
floor." Fraser tugged at the collar of his uniform as he said "My it's hot
in here." 

  

"I see." Ray said. 

  

"What do you mean by that, Ray?" Fraser asked looking at his friend. 

  

"Nothing." *Let's see how he likes it. * Ray tried desperately to keep a
straight face. 

  

"Nothing? I know you mean something by it." Fraser accused. 

  

"Nope." Was Ray's only reply as he pulled the Riv to a stop in front of
Kassandra's house. "Good, the forensic team's already here. You still have
the keys, right?" 

  

"Yes." Fraser snapped. 

  

"Aw Benny, don't sulk." Ray laughed. 

  

"I don't sulk." Fraser	

  

All Ray could do was laugh as he took the keys from Fraser. 

  

  

The forensics team went over the house and yard thoroughly. Fraser and Ray
did the same. In the kitchen, Fraser was kneeling next to the sink,
studying something on the floor. He reached down and picked it up. After
smelling it he proceeded to taste it, much to Ray's disgust "Ew, gross! Do
you have to do that? You don't know what that is." 

  

"Of course I know what it is Ray. It's mud..." Fraser contemplated the
clump of mud in his hand a moment longer, then tasted it again. "With
sugar in it. Hmm..." Fraser suddenly stood, saying, "Ray, do you have the
notes from the assault files?" 

  

"Yeah, they're in the Riv. Why?" Ray started for the door. As disgusting
as it is, whenever Fraser tasted something he usually came up with a lead.
Ray pulled a folder from the car and handed it to Fraser, who quickly went
through it. 

  

"Ray, what is located out by Cermak Road and King Drive?" 

  

"Not much, just some old warehouses and abandoned factories. Why?" 

  

Fraser thought for a moment. "Sugar. Ray, was there a sugar refinery in
that area?" 

  

"Yeah, closed down about a year ago. Hey, wait a minute. I think I know
what you're getting at. All the attacks occurred in that area, didn't
they." Ray saw the nod Fraser gave him and continued. "The mud came from
the shoes of the guy who attacked Kassy. Since there's sugar mixed with
the mud you think it came from an abandoned refinery. All the assaults
took place in the same area, and there just happens to be a sugar refinery
in the area. That's where they're holding Sean." Ray finished with a 'when
I'm good, I'm good' smile. 

  

"You got it, Ray." Both men got in the car and sped away.  

  

"Fraser, here. Call Kassy and let her know what we found." Ray handed
Fraser his phone and Kassandra's card. 

  

Fraser made the call, after being on hold for a few minutes, he said "Yes,
I see. Thank you kindly." He hung up the phone, looked at Ray and said,
"She's not there." 

  

"What do you mean she's not there?" Ray demanded 

  

"She's not there! The receptionist said she received a call shortly after
coming in and immediately left." Fraser explained, clearly worried. 

  

  

Kassandra sat looking out the window of her office, her mind on Sean. *
Was there anything I could've done do prevent this? Did I miss some
indication that there was trouble? Why didn't he tell me? He's always told
me everything.* As she watched a cloud dance across the sky her thoughts
wandered in a new direction, one she didn't want to explore, but her mind
betrayed her. *He has been nothing but kind to me. He offered me
protection, comfort and understanding. What have I done? I've been rude
and hostile from the moment I laid eyes on him. He didn't even make the
first move. I did! Mom and Dad would be so ashamed of me. Sean would
think...Sean * Shaking her head in disgust, she reprimanded herself, "Sean
is missing and what are you doing? You're thinking about that mountie,
again. Some sister you are." Just then her phone rang with an inside call.
Picking it up, she answered, "This is Kassy." 

  

"Kassy, I have a call for you from a Joe Stone." The receptionist
announced. 

*Joe Stone...Why does that name...Oh my God! * "I'll take it Janet."
Trying to remain calm she waited for the call to be transferred. When her
phone rang Kassandra immediately grabbed it saying, "Kassandra
Montgomery." 

  

"I bet you'd like to see your brother." The caller said. 

  

"Is he okay? What have you done..." Kassandra was suddenly interrupted by
an impatient voice. 

  

"If you want to see him again. Alive. Be in front of the building in ten
minutes. Someone will be there to take you to him. If you're not
there...need I say more?" 

  

"Please, just leave him alone. I'll do anything you want." Kassandra
begged. 

  

"You have ten minutes." The line went dead. 

  

Kassandra didn't hesitate. She grabbed her purse and flew out the door.
The wait for an elevator felt like an eternity. Pacing in front of the
elevators, she demanded "What's taking them so damn long?" Just then a set
of doors opened and she got on. After stopping at almost every floor, the
doors finally opened revealing the front doors of the building. Kassandra
ran out the doors to the curb and looked around, trying to spot whoever
she was to meet. A black Mustang stopped in front of her and a teenager
got out. "Get in." He ordered. Without a word she did as she was told. *
This is for Sean. * She kept telling herself. She was scared to death.
Memories of what Ray told her about these kids kept flashing across her
mind. She didn't have any illusions of what they wanted. She knew her what
her role was. 

  

  

Finally the car stopped in front of an old building. It looked like some
kind of factory. The car honked and a set of doors opened, allowing it
access. When the car had cleared the doors they were closed and locked, a
sound that echoed through Kassandra's mind. The two kids in the front seat
got out and one said to her, "Out." On unsteady legs Kassandra climbed out
of the car. "This way." The other ordered. Silently, she followed them
through a maze of machinery. The passage opened to a large empty area.
Empty except for a group that sat around a table playing poker. She looked
closer, and then she saw him. He was removed from everyone, bound to a
chair, slumped forward. Kassandra didn't need to see his face. "SEAN!" She
ran and knelt before him. Slowly raising his head, Sean looked at
Kassandra through swollen eyes. He had been badly beaten, more than once.
His face was swollen, bruised and cut. She could tell he was having a hard
time breathing, which meant he most likely had some broken ribs. She put
her head on his knees and cried, "What have they done to you?" 

  

"Kassy?" *No! It can't be her. Dear God, how can I do the right thing with
her here. I can't let them hurt her. * Sean's mind whirled. He struggled
against the ropes that held him prisoner. The effort combined with the
pain it caused was too much for his weakened body and he blacked out.  

  

Seeing her brother, her baby brother, like this made something inside
Kassandra snap. She lost all common sense. All she could see was Sean,
badly beaten and in agony. She suddenly jumped to her feet and whirled
around. "Which one of you did this to him?" She demanded. 

  

A man she didn't notice before stepped forward, laughing he said, "We were
just having a conversation." 

  

That did it. Kassandra saw red. She flew at him, and with every bit of
energy in her body, she drew back her fist and punched him. His head
snapped back, for a moment he was stunned. Without warning he backhanded
Kassandra across the face, sending her reeling to the floor. She could
taste blood and her head was swimming. He approached her, grabbed her by
the arm, wrenching her to her feet. He then proceeded to make a fist and
strike her in the jaw. Kassandra fell to the floor, unconscious. 

  

  

Fraser and Ray watched the refinery from the shadows of the building
across from it. "She's in there, Ray." 

  

"I know." Ray paused, surveyed the area, then continued "We have to be
smart about this. We just can't go charging in there." 

  

"What about that, Ray?" Fraser pointed to the end of the refinery. There,
attached to the wall were metal rungs leading to the roof.  

  

"Alright Fraser, you go up on the roof. I'll check the perimeter." Ray
looked around the area one more time, then said, "Go, I'll cover you."
Fraser took off at a run. He was on the roof in no time. Once there,
Fraser looked back to Ray and gave him a thumbs up signal, then
disappeared. Ray shook his head, * It always amazes me how fast he can
move. * Ray then went in search of a way in. 

  

Up on the roof Fraser spotted a skylight, he checked the position of the
sun so his shadow wouldn't give his presence away, then approached the
skylight. Directly below him was an open area with what he assumed was the
gang in question. He could see a boy bound to a chair, and laying on the
floor not moving was..."Kassandra!" *I have to remain calm. * A movement
down one of the aisles below caught Fraser's eye. As he watched he could
tell it was Ray. *So he found a way in. * Just then he saw Kassandra
starting to move.  

  

When Kassandra woke she was confused, she could tell she was lying on a
floor. Her head was pounding. She slowly opened her eyes. Once she was
able to focus and see the room, everything came flooding back to her. She
sat up, and immediately grabbed her head. The pain had gotten worse and
the room had begun to spin. To make matters worse she felt like she was
about to be sick. She closed her eyes and took slow even breaths. She
heard footsteps approach her, slowly she opened her eyes and looked up.
Standing before her was the same man who attacked her earlier.	

  

"Well, you're awake." He said to Kassandra. Looking at Sean, he said, "Now
we can finish our negations with some results. Mark, why don't you and
Craig help Kassandra to her feet."  

  

"Leave her alone!" Sean yelled, then continued, his words slightly slurred
on account of the swollen and cut lips, "She has nothing to do with this."
 

  

"Oh but she does, Sean. She is my bargaining tool. In other words, if you
don't want to see that pretty little face of hers messed up, you'll
cooperate." The older man informed Sean. 

  

From his perch above Fraser watched the verbal exchange, and saw when one
of the two teens pulled Kassandra roughly to her feet and held her. He
could see Ray, still slowly approaching the area, he was close, but not
close enough.  

  

"Now what will it be Sean? Are you going to work with us?" The man pulled
up a chair and straddled it. 

  

Kassandra struggled against the teen that held her. Forgetting the pain in
her head, her only concern was to get Sean out of here. "Sean, don't say
anything. The police will be here soon." Kassandra bluffed. Glaring at the
man in the chair she continued, "You picked on the wrong family this time.
I called the police before I left. By now they probably have the building
surrounded. Your best bet would be to let Sean and I walk out of here." 

  

The man started laughing, "You expect me to believe that. Craig!" At that
command the other teen pulled a knife and started to slowly approach
Kassandra. The man looked back to Sean, and said, "Well Sean, the choice
is yours." 

  

  

  

Fraser watched as the teen, with a knife in his hand, approached
Kassandra. "I have to do something." Fraser said out loud. Trying to give
Ray time to get closer, Fraser held back. But, time was one thing that was
against them. Kassandra had stopped struggling, the knife was raised to
her face. 

  

"Okay, okay." Sean said hoarsely. Then looking down at the floor, unable
to meet Kassandra's eyes because of the shame he felt, he said, "I'll do
it." The knife was lowered. 

  

"No Sean, don't!" Kassandra cried, tears filling her eyes. 

  

Looking at Sean, the man said, "This is a reminder of what will happen if
you decide to double cross us." He looked at Kassandra then, "It's a
shame. Craig, do it." He ordered. 

  

"Yes, Frank." The teen replied, once again raising the knife to
Kassandra's face. 

  

"Why are you doing this?" Kassandra asked, trying to stall for time.
Praying for a miracle. 

  

"Why, you ask. What could be better than being in charge of a gang of
teenage ruffians? Here I have power. And besides, with all the wagering on
the games, I can make a fortune when I own the game." Frank explained to
Kassandra. Then with a truly evil smile he said to Craig, "Finish it,
now." 

  

Everything seemed to happen at once. Kassandra screamed at the same
instant Fraser came crashing through the skylight. Hearing the sound of
breaking glass, Ray looked up in time to see Fraser descend, and took off
at a run. 

  

Fraser hit the ground, rolled and came to his feet in one graceful motion.
His first concern was Kassandra. He grabbed the teen with the knife, but
soon found he was well matched. Craig was about an inch shorter, but what
he lacked in height he made up for in strength. At 18, Craig had the bulk
and strength of a seasoned body builder. 

  

Mark, who had been holding Kassandra, released her and ran when he saw Ray
coming around the corner. Frank started to follow Mark until he heard Ray
yell, "Freeze! Chicago PD!" He turned to see Ray's gun aimed right at him.
As Ray cuffed him to a rail, the struggle between Craig and Fraser
continued. There was nothing Ray could do but watch, if he tried to shoot
he might hit Fraser. A mistake he made once and did not want to repeat. He
made his way to Sean, cut his ropes and helped him over to Kassandra. 

  

Kassandra stood frozen, watching the deadly struggle that was taking place
before her. It started to look as if Fraser was getting the advantage
until he hit a wet spot and lost his footing. Craig saw his chance, broke
free of Fraser, and plunged the knife, hilt deep, into Fraser's side.
Fraser went down hard. 

  

"BEN!" Kassandra screamed. 

  

At the same time that Ray yell, "Freeze, Scumbag! Drop the knife." Ray
watched as Craig considered his options. "Go ahead, give me a reason to
shoot you." Ray, who was frantic to get to Fraser, watched as Craig made
his decision and dropped the knife. Ray, using the ropes that had been
used on Sean, bound Craig to a piece of machinery. He then rushed over to
Fraser. Kassandra was already kneeling beside him. Ray pulled out his cell
phone and called in for an ambulance, "Office down! We have an officer
down at the old sugar refinery. Send two ambulances! We also have an
injured victim." 

  

Kassandra quickly and as gently as possible unfastened Fraser's Sam Brown
belt, unbuttoned his uniform coat, and upon seeing the amount of blood he
was loosing, pulled out his shirt and unbuttoned it. Seeing the t-shirt
she started getting frustrated and said aloud, "My God, how many layers
does he wear?" She pulled the t-shirt up, took off the lightweight,
chenille sweater she was wearing, and applied it to the wound. "Ben." She
pleaded, "Please Ben, open your eyes and look at me." Ever so slowly
Fraser opened his eyes and smiled up at her. "What are you smiling about?"
Kassandra asked, slightly relieved to see those blue eyes, even though
they were clouded with pain. 

  

"Ben...you...you called...me Ben. I...like that." Fraser said with the
last of his strength. He closed his eyes and let the dark oblivion of
unconsciousness take him. 

  

"Ben! Please stay with me." Kassandra begged. She could hear sirens in the
distance and prayed they weren't too late. 

  

Ray stood with Sean, seeing that there was nothing he could do, except be
there if his friend needed him. Hearing the sirens, he motioned Sean to a
chair while he went and directed the EMT's to Fraser.  

  

Soon the refinery was a whirlwind of activity. The EMT's stabilized Fraser
enough to move him. The second team was seeing to Sean's injuries. One of
the EMT's came over to Kassandra, where she was watching over both Fraser
and Sean, and examined her. Other than some bruising and a cut lip she was
fine. Both men were loaded into ambulances and transported to the
hospital.  

  

Ray approached Kassandra, after making sure that Frank and Craig were in
custody, he said, "Come on, Kassy. We'll follow them to the hospital." He
put his arm around her and gently guided her to the Riv. 

  

"Some officers caught the other one a few blocks from here, and they're
also going to pick up Joey Stone." Ray watched Kassandra out of the corner
of his eye as he followed the ambulances that carried both Fraser and
Sean. *She's been through a lot herself, and yet she cares enough to worry
not only about her brother but Fraser also. * "He's going to be alright.
Fraser is like, invincible." 

  

Kassandra just nodded her head. "He didn't have to do it. He risked his
life for me. Why?" She finally asked. 

  

"He's like that. He never thinks of himself, only others. Especially
people he cares about." Ray paused, * What the hell, say it. * Then
continued, "You do realize that he cares about you? I've only seen him
this attracted to one other woman before." 

  

Kassandra could hear the hard, bitter tone in Ray's voice. "Victoria?"
Kassandra asked.  

  

Ray didn't trust himself to answer, so he just nodded his head. *Just the
mention of that name can set me off. * 

  

Kassandra saw his answer. "He told me about her." Taking a deep breath she
asked the question that had been on her mind, "Tell me Ray, he's not
always like this is he? I mean, he's not always so...perfect, is he? He
has to know how good-looking he is. There must be a ton of women after
him. Please tell me the truth, Ray. He knows, and this whole gentleman
thing is just an act to attract women, right?" Kassandra watched Ray
waiting for him to confirm everything she just said. 

  

At first, all Ray could do was laugh. * So that's the problem. She thinks
Benny's just some guy on the make. * Ray finally brought the laughter
under control and explained, "Honestly Kassy, Fraser is exactly what you
see. He has no clue why women are so attracted to him. They make him
nervous, he normally avoids them like the plague. You're the first one
that I've seen who has rattled him. He's courteous to a fault at times.
He's the most annoying man in the world." Ray laughed at that then
continued, "But, he is honest, kind and loyal. Take a chance with him,
Kassy. Think about it. You won't be sorry." 

  

By now they had arrived at the hospital. Ray led Kassandra to a waiting
room and then went to inform the nurses that they were there. Awhile later
a doctor entered the room and asked, "Family of Sean Montgomery?" 

  

Kassandra stood and said, "I'm his sister Kassandra Montgomery."  

"Hello Miss Montgomery, I'm Dr. Woods. I've been taking care of your
brother."  

  

"How is Sean?" Kassandra asked anxiously. 

  

"Your brother is going to be fine. He's a bit banged up, broken nose and
some broken ribs. There is a lot of swelling, quite a few bruises and
lacerations. He is also very dehydrated. We want to keep him here for a
few days in order to get some fluid into him." Seeing the concerned look
on her face he added, "Don't worry he'll be back to his old self in no
time. He's young, he'll heal quickly." 

  

Kassandra let out the breath she has been holding, and asked, "May I see
him?" 

  

"As soon as we get him settled in a room. I'll have a nurse come and get
you." Dr. Woods said. 

  

Dr. Woods started to leave, but Kassandra stopped him by asking, "Dr.
Woods, can you tell us anything about Constable Fraser?" 

  

Dr. Woods looked puzzled for a moment, then realizing whom she was
referring to, asked "Is that the Mountie who was brought in at the same
time?" 

  

"Yes. Is he okay?" Kassandra answered. 

  

"Are you family?" Dr. Woods questioned. 

  

"No, but I'm his next of kin." Ray answered for Kassandra. He was just as
anxious for some news on Fraser. 

  

"All I know is that he's in surgery right now. I'll let the nurses know
you're here." With that said he left. 

  

"Thank you kindly, Doctor." Ray called after him. 

  

Ray and Kassandra settled in for the wait. Kassandra took a seat and Ray
started to pace. After a few minutes he sat down next to Kassandra, and
they waited together in silence each lost in their own thoughts. About
thirty minutes later a nurse came out and got Kassandra, "We have your
brother in a room now. If you'll follow me I'll take you to him. He's in
room 320."  

  

Kassandra turned to Ray and said, "Ray, I'll be back. I need to see Sean.
If you hear anything please let me know." 

  

"I will Kassy." Ray said. As Kassandra followed the nurse out of the
waiting room Ray sat down and put his head in his hands. "Come on Fraser.
You're invincible, remember?" 

  

  

Kassandra stood just inside the door of Sean's room and watched him. *I
can't believe it's finally over and he's alive * As she stood there Sean
opened his eyes and looked at her. His smile may have been small, due to
the cut and swollen lips, but it lit up his eyes in a way that made tears
come to Kassandra's eyes.  

  

"Hi" It was just one raspy sounding word, but it was all that Kassandra
needed. Before Sean knew what hit him, Kassandra had him in her arms
holding him as tight as she dared. 

  

"I thought I was never going to see you again." Kassandra cried. The tears
were now flowing freely. 

  

They held each other for a few minutes. Then Sean pulled back a bit in
order to get a look at her. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I know he hit you
and all, but you are okay, right" 

  

Kassandra could see the worry in Sean's face. Running a hand along his
brow, she said, "I'm fine Sean. Nothing worse that what I get when I'm
stupid enough to play hockey with you." She smiled at him trying to ease
the tension. 

  

"Why did you come? I was so relieved the other night when Joey and Mark
came back without you. I heard them saying something about the cops and a
wolf. I kept hoping you'd go to the police. But of all dumb things Kassy,
to come with them willingly." He shook his head then continued, "At least
you brought the police with you." 

  

Kassandra started to blush. Unable to meet Sean's eyes she said, "I, um, I
didn't bring the police. I was bluffing when I said that. Ben and Ray must
have figured it out on their own, thank God." Meeting Sean's eyes at last
she continues, "And what do you mean 'Why did I come?' I came because I
enjoy putting my life in danger. Why do you think I came?" She finished
sarcastically. Closing her eyes and shaking her head she added, "I came
because I love you, and if I didn't they said they would kill you. That's
all I'd need. Mom and Dad would surely come back and haunt me, then." She
finished with a shaky laugh. 

  

"Excuse me, are you Kassandra Montgomery?" A nurse interrupted. 

  

"Yes, I am." Kassandra answered. 

  

"Constable Fraser is out of surgery and has been asking to see you. If
you'd like I'll take you to him." The nurse said. Then stood at the door
and waited for Kassandra. 

  

"Sean, I'll be right back. There's someone I have to see." Kassandra bent
over and gave Sean a kiss on the forehead. 

  

"Is he the guy who Craig stabbed?" Sean asked holding on to Kassandra's
hand. 

  

"Yes he is. He has been there for me through all of this. I honestly don't
know what I would have done without him. Or without Ray, either."
Kassandra explained. 

  

"I see." Was all Sean said. 

  

"Just what do you mean by that?" Kassandra asked, instantly going on the
defensive. 

  

"Nothing." Sean replied with a smile. 

  

"You meant something by it, and you are going to explain it later."
Kassandra glared at him, pulled her hand free and left the room. The sound
of Sean's laughter could be heard in the hall. Kassandra smiled, * It's
good to hear that again. * She followed the nurse to the elevators. Once
inside she asked, "How is he?" 

  

The nurse studied Kassandra before answering, "He's in ICU. The doctor can
tell you more." 

  

Ray was in the ICU waiting room pacing, when Kassandra entered. The nurse
left her there and went to get the doctor. "Is he okay, Ray?" She asked. 

  

"I don't know. They haven't told me anything, yet." Ray said as he
continued to pace. 

  

A few minutes later a doctor entered the room, and said, "Good evening.
I'm Dr. Hayes." 

  

"How is he?" Ray demanded. The hours of anxiety and waiting were taking
their toll on him. 

  

Looking at the worried expressions on their faces, Dr. Hayes decided to
cut to the chase, "He's in serious condition. The wound was very deep and
he lost a lot of blood. We had to go in and repair some damage, but if all
goes well and barring any infections, he should fully recover. He's in
great physical shape, so the rest is up to him." He looked at Kassandra
and asked, "Are you Kassandra?" When she nodded he continued, "He's been
asking for you since he regained consciousness. Would you like to see
him?" 

  

"Yes, please." Kassandra answered. "What about you, Ray?" Kassandra felt
guilty, *After all Ben is Ray's best friend. He should go in first. *  

  

"Naw, you go on in, Kassy. I can wait, now that I know he's going to be
okay." Ray said. The stress of the day was finally leaving him and he was
actually able to relax a little. 

  

Kassandra followed Dr. Hayes through a set of double doors, into ICU. He
led her to a small room in the corner, "Remember he's very weak and needs
his rest." 

  

"Thank you, Dr. Hayes." Kassandra stood in the doorway watching Fraser. He
appeared to be asleep. He was hooked up to all types of machines. Each was
monitoring a different function. *He looks so pale. * She took a couple
steps closer and stopped. 

  

Fraser, sensing a presence in the room, opened his eyes and turned his
head towards the doorway. Upon seeing Kassandra he smiled. In a voice that
was barely a hoarse whisper he said, "Are you alright?" 

  

* I can't believe this. He's the one lying in an ICU bed after being
stabbed and HE'S asking ME if I'm alright. * Kassandra smiled at him and
moved so that she was standing next to the bed. Placing her hand on the
rail she said, "You know, you're the second injured person to ask me that.
I'm fine, thanks to you. Do you realize that's twice now you've saved my
life? Seems as if you're making a habit out of it, Constable." Kassandra
said trying to make light of the danger she had been in. 

  

Fraser had started to raise his hand in order to take hers, but at the
last part of her remark, his smile faded and he dropped his hand back to
the bed. * I must have imagined her calling me 'Ben'. * "I'm glad we were
able to prevent anything further from happening." He studied the bruise
and cut on her face and regretted that he wasn't able to do anything to
prevent them. 

  

Kassandra watched as the smile faded from his face and eyes. She saw when
he started to withdraw from her. * What did I say? * "Ray is in the
waiting room. He's pretty anxious to see you. I think I'll go now so that
he may come in." 

  

"Yes, well, thank you." Fraser said with a distant, cold edge to his
voice. 

  

Kassandra started to leave, then remembering Ray's words from the car, she
decided to take a chance. She walked back to the bed, leaned over Fraser
and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips. 

  

Fraser's eyes opened wide with surprise, then closed so he could enjoy the
moment and the kiss. 

  

Placing her hand on his cheek and caressing, she said, "Take care of
yourself, Ben. I'll come back later. If that's okay with you?" 

  

Reaching up slowly and taking her hand he said, "I would like that."
Fraser looked into Kassandra's eyes and placed a lingering kiss on the
palm of her hand, never breaking eye contact he smiled, "A lot."  

  

THE END  

  

 Comments are welcomed and craved for. 

Frasrgrl@aol.com 

  

Karol 

Proud keeper of Ben's "I see" "Enough said" 

And all of Ben's kisses.