PARTNERS

By Iris M. Gray

Fandom: Due South

Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski

Rating: PG

Partners

By Iris M. Gray

The detectives from the 27th Precinct were following a suspect, a man wanted in a string of robberies. Ray Kowalski wasn't certain what the connection was to Canada, but Fraser had been asked to participate, and Ray wasn't going to argue about including his lover in the stakeout.

As the two sat in Ray's GTO, they spotted their suspect. Both men immediately jumped out of the car and took off in pursuit. The man turned down an alley, trying to avoid them.

"Fraser, I'll go around to the other end, you go down this end, and we'll trap him between us!" Ray called to his partner. Fraser headed down the alley while Ray went around the building.

Fraser caught up to the man first. Before he could say anything, he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun. He raised his hands.

"Well, looks like I've caught me a Mountie," chuckled the gunman.

"No, it looks like we've caught you," came a voice from behind Fraser, and Ray stepped forward brandishing his own weapon.

The perp immediately pointed his gun to Fraser's head. "I suggest you drop your gun before I add a hole to your friend's head."

Ray immediately dropped his gun, and the perp scooped it up and stuck it in the waistband of his jeans. "Well, two for the price of one. Ain't I lucky. I get to kill *two* cops today."

Fraser lowered his hands to waist level. Ray did the same, reached over and gripped his lover's hand.

"What are the two of you doing?" asked the suspect.

"We're holding hands," answered Fraser.

"We're partners," added Ray. "I love him. He loves me. We're together in everything. We go out, we go out together."

The perp snorted. "Whatever turns your crank." He cocked his weapon and prepared to fire.

A shot rang out, and the perp fell to the concrete, dead.

Detective Huey walked up to Ray and Fraser. "That was a close one," he commented.

Ray threw his arms around Fraser and held him tightly. The two men kissed hungrily.

Huey shrugged. He pulled out his cell phone and called for a shooting team and for the coroner's office to send someone to pick up the body.

Then he walked back down the alley, where his partner Tom Dewey was waiting for him.

END