Title: "A Small Misunderstanding" 

Author: Melanie Mitchell 

Rating: Heck if I know. Play it safe, call it PG-13. 

Pairing: I wish! 

Teaser: Just how big is Benny's range? 

Spoilers: None 

  "A Small Misunderstanding" 

  

	Fraser was confused. "Bi. . . bi-sectional?" 

	"Yeah." Francesca leaned back against the cool stone wall, and
stared unblinking into his blue eyes. Her face was frozen into an
unemotional mask, but her gut was churning. 

	"I beg your pardon?" Those eyes betrayed no sense of
embarrassment, only mild puzzlement. 

	Francesca glanced up and pointed to the balcony above them, where
St. Michael's choir was assembling for another Thursday night rehearsal.
She had waited at the foot of the stairs for ten minutes, in order to
ambush Ben Fraser when he arrived. "I heard some of the men talking about
you. They said you were bi-sectional." 

	Fraser frowned, listening with half his attention to his fellow
singers as they warmed up, descending arpeggios echoing the length of the
nave.  

	"Well?" 

	"I'm. . . I. . . I'm not familiar with the term, Francesca."  

	"Bi-sectional!" she hissed. "What part of 'bi-sectional' don't you
understand?" 

	She could tell that he was concentrating by the little crease at
the bridge of his nose. A few seconds of tense silence passed before his
face relaxed. "Well, I suppose I am." 

	"Bi-sectional," she whispered. "Why?" 

	"Well, I try to be flexible, Francesca. After all, it depends on
which men are available, doesn't it?" 

	"And the women?" 

	"I just don't see how that's relevant." 

	She turned away so he wouldn't see the tears that were filling her
eyes. She would have fled from the church, but he reached out to touch her
shoulder and hold her still.  

	"It's not exactly something I choose to do, Francesca. It's just
something that I can do. . . you might say it's a gift."  

	"A gift?" 

	"Yes, I believe it is. Tenor or Bass, I sing both ways."