Ben's Gift
By Christy Danger

Rated G
Pairings: Fraser/Thatcher
Spoilers: None

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"Happy birthday, Meg," Ben said as he handed her the rectangle-shaped present.

It was Meg's birthday and it had been everything she'd hoped it could be. Because it was a Sunday, neither she nor Ben had to work. She spent the entire day with her two favorite men, Ben and their 3 month-old son John Robert (nicknamed Jack). Ben had cooked a wonderful dinner and made a cake. Now, she and Ben sat side-by-side on the couch with Jack in Ben's arms.

Meg quickly ripped the paper off the package. Ben, on the other hand, had always preferred to carefully remove wrapping paper, being careful not to tear it. When he and Meg had married two years earlier, it had taken him forever to unwrap his stack of presents. Meg and the two Rays had been unable to convince him to rip the paper despite their best effort.

When Meg removed the paper, she gasped and tears filled her eyes. She held in her hands a frame containing a pencil drawn picture. The picture showed a dark-haired woman sitting in a rocking chair and nursing an infant.

"Ben," she said softly, "when did you draw this?"

"I looked in on you and Jack that first night he was home. Later on, when I was alone, I drew if from memory. Do you like it?"

"Like it? Ben, I love it, and you, and Jack. Thank you kindly," she whispered with a smile before kissing him gently on the lips and Jack on the head.

"You are most welcome."

THE END