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      	  Fission and Fusion 
 by silvina  

 Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimer. In the long run, I´m not hurting
anyone. Well, okay, except for Ray, Benny, Jim, Blair, Stuart, Vince, Lex,
Clark, and Brian. Please send comments, questions, compliments, and otters
to sdelcul@yahoo.com. 

 Author's Notes: This is the DS part of a (slightly) longer piece that
includes depressed the Sentinel, Queer as Folk (Stuart, Vince, and Brian),
and Smallville.

 

 Down to the bottom of every bottle: Ray Vecchio 

If I were a drinker I wouldnt drink this crap. It tastes horrible and isnt
worth the price. Of course, Ray Vecchio isnt sitting here drinking this
garbage, Armando Langoustini is. Theres not much to like about Armondo
though. Hes not the nicest person in the world. Benny is. Damn. This is
not where I should be right now. I need to be back in Ray Vecchios life.
His life, his job, his family, his lover. My life. My job. My family. My
lover. Why did I ever take this assignment? No wonder I dont drink. This
stuffs too depressing.

 Touch and Go: Benton Fraser 

I could quote all the statistics about how human beings respond to touch,
especially as infants. It wouldnt help me sleep right now. Very few people
have ever touched me. My mother was the first. After she died everything
changed. Victoria touched me once. At first, I was so overwhelmed; it had
been so long. I was willing to risk everything to keep her with me just to
be touched again. When that fell apart it almost killed me. Ray was the
last one to touch me, and now hes gone too. What will I do now without his
touch?	
  

End Fission and Fusion by silvina 

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