Merry Christmas   Merry Christmas By Marie 

Rating: G
 Pairing: BF/RK 
 Spoilers: None
 Disclaimer: Not mine, not making any money. May put them back when I'm
done, may not. Totally un-betad so any mistakes are mine. 
 Notes: This is the first fic I've written. Ever. Please be kind! Just had
this pop into my head this morning and since it's time for the holidays
anyway it had to be done. You know how it is. Musings from Welsh. I just
love the idea of Papa Welsh. Sap alert.
 Feedback: Definitely! chiflatfoot@aol.com
 Archive: Sure, just let me know where. 

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Welsh sighed as he looked at the stacks of paperwork sitting on almost
every desk in the office. /Everyone seems to forget there's a job to do
when the holidays roll around./ Not that he held it against his
detectives; they worked hard during the year and the Christmas break gave
them a chance to get out of the office and recharge. He certainly noticed
that spirits were much better when everyone returned to work. 

From his desk he could see the office Christmas party in full swing. He'd
already been out there for a while but had come back to his office for a
quick phone call and had ended up taking a moment to sit and watch his
'children.' Welsh laughed at the thought, but didn't even begin to deny
that that was how he thought of his detectives. 

He could see Huey and Dewey standing together talking intently by their
desks. /Probably making more bad jokes. What on earth made them think they
should open a club?/ Welsh had been subjected to more of their jokes than
he cared to admit, but if they wanted to open a club, more power to them,
he supposed. 

Over in the opposite corner Francesca was handing out presents as people
walked by. Not one of his detectives, but a daughter to him nonetheless.
Welsh smiled as she took gifts over to Kowalski and Fraser, ever hopeful
of getting the Mountie's undivided attention. /Give it up, Ms. Vecchio,
anyone can see he's already taken./ Welsh wondered where that thought had
come from. 

If he was being truthful with himself, and he was, he knew where that
thought came from as he watched Ray and Fraser talking to Francesca. Never
far from one another. Lingering glances and ready smiles for each other
when they thought no one was looking. Partners. He was glad to see that
these two, each so alone when they first met, had someone in their lives
that made them happy. 

The party was winding down, people heading home to their families. He
could see Fraser and Kowalski still at Ray's desk. /Probably discussing a
case, knowing them./ Welsh decided he had one more gift to give for the
holidays. 

"Detective, Constable, get out of here. I don't want to see either of you
back here til Tuesday under any circumstances." 

"An extra day? Greatness. C'mon, Frase, let's go deck the halls or
whatever it is you Mounties do for the holidays." 

"Thank you kindly, Leftenant, and Merry Christmas." 

Welsh watched them walk out of the office, Kowalski casually throwing an
arm over Fraser's shoulder as they discussed plans for the extra free day
or maybe Fraser was just explaining the history behind 'Deck the Halls,'
it could've gone either way. He chuckled as he headed towards Francesca
with an extra glass of eggnog. 

Somehow he knew that the Constable would manage to get Monday off as well.


/Merry Christmas, boys./ 

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