The next morning Constable Benton Fraser of the Royal Canadian
Mounted Police waited impatiently outside of Inspector Thatchers' office
at the Canadian Consulate in Chicago	

An Explanation To Love 

By Postcard 

postcard@manutd.com 

Rating: - PG. Romance. 

Disclaimer: - The characters in this story(Ben and Meg)are not mine and
anything else Due South isn't mine either. I do not mean to infringe on
copyrights held by any copyright holders for Due South. The original story
content is mine(Copyright 30 July 1999 by Postcard.) Please do not
reproduce for anything other than personal reading without the written
consent of author. This story is not written for profit and the author
does not give permission for this story to be reproduced for profit. 

Author's note: - This is a fixit to the Due South season 2 episode 'Body
Language' as I thought Frasers' attempts at an explanation as to why he
was late for duty went hopelessly wrong. There are references also to 'We
Are The Egg Men' and 'All The Queen's Horses' which is my favourite
episode. Hope you enjoy reading it and any constructive comments are
welcome. 

   

The next morning Constable Benton Fraser of the Royal Canadian Mounted
Police waited impatiently outside of Inspector Thatchers' office at the
Canadian Consulate in Chicago. As soon as he saw her approaching Fraser
asked, "May I speak with you for a moment in your office Sir?" 

"Is it important Fraser as I have rather a lot to do this morning?" Coldly
snapped the Inspector. 

"Yes Sir, it is very important," stressed Fraser. 

"Alright, come into my office," instructed Thatcher. 

Once safely inside Inspector Thatchers' office with the door firmly closed
away from prying ears, Fraser decided to get everything off his chest
right away. He had spent the entirety of last night rehearsing what he was
going to say and so he didn't wait for her to tell him to get on with it
as he normally did. "Sir, I feel I ought to explain about my being late
for duty and about the incident you witnessed while I was on Sentry duty."


"Constable I thought I had made it perfectly clear that I didn't want to
know," interrupted Thatcher. "Your private life has nothing to do with me,
just don't let it interfere with your duties at the consulate in future." 

Meg couldn't believe the audacity of this man; did he think she wanted to
know all about his love life? She thought about that woman putting her
hands on Fraser and it annoyed the hell out of her. Jealousy had engulfed
her, enveloping her whole body as she had stood watching the woman draping
herself on him. Meg had wanted to push her off him and encircle her arms
around him herself.  

"You don't understand, Sir," said Fraser, snapping her out of her
thoughts. "Detective Veccio and I were in the strippers closet on a purely
professional basis." 

"Forgive me if I find that hard to believe," Meg retorted sarcastically. 

"It's the truth Sir," replied Fraser humbly. 

"Alright but what has this got to do with ME?" Asked Meg. 

"The woman you saw me with outside the consulate, her boyfriend was in
trouble and Ray, er Detective Vecchio and I were in her closet because he
came home and she didn't want him to know that she had spoken to the
police. So we had to hide in her closet," explained Fraser. 

"OK I can see now why you were in the closet, but what I still don't see
is why are you telling ME?" Meg asked bewildered. It was clear to her now
why he had been in the closet, she should have known he wouldn't be in a
strippers closet for anything other than an innocent reason, but she
didn't understand why he was telling her. 

"The reason I am telling you is because I don't want you to think I was
involved with that woman," said Fraser continuing with his explanation.  

"You don't? Do you mind me asking why?" Remarked Meg. 

"Sir, Margaret, I cannot forget what happened between you and I on the
train and quite frankly I don't want to forget it. I know you said it
couldn't happen again, but I feel that I have to at least ask you to
consider having a relationship with me outside of office hours," Ben said
opening up his heart to her and hoping she wouldn't stamp on it. "You
don't have to decide now," he added hastily. 

"You really want to have a relationship with me?" Meg couldn't hide the
amazement in her voice. This had been what she had always wanted to hear
him say to her, but she never thought for a single moment he actually
would. 

"Yes Margaret, I do. And before you make your mind up, I feel I should be
completely honest with you," Ben stalled for a few moments and then jumped
right in. "I thought you should know that I'm in love with you." 

Phew Ben thought, I've finally said it. This is either going to get me
transferred to the coldest, remotest depths of Canada or dating the woman
I love. 

"You do?" Meg asked with a hint of hope in her voice. She couldn't believe
her ears, he had actually said he loved her. She was on cloud nine. 

"Yes," declared Ben. 

"I, well, the reason I said it couldn't happen again was because I thought
you might have regretted it and only have kissed me in the heat of the
moment. You've got to understand Ben; I don't want to have a relationship
with you if it's just a fling, because us having a relationship could
jeopardise both our careers. And if it doesn't work out it would make it
really awkward to work together. You’re a good officer and I don't want to
lose you on my staff. Are you a hundred per cent positive that you know
what you're getting into and are you sure that you're willing to commit to
me?" Rushed Meg. 

"I have never regretted our kiss for one moment and I am totally aware of
the ramifications of having a relationship with you. I love you Margaret
and I am more than willing to commit to you," Ben said emotionally. 

"Are you REALLY sure?" Meg asked, praying that his answer would be 'yes.' 

Ben walked around the desk towards her and took hold of both of her
shoulders, "Yes," he said looking deep into her eyes. 

"I love you too Ben," expressed Meg. "I have for awhile now, but I didn't
think that you would want to date me as I'm your superior officer." 

He pulled her towards him and kissed her on the lips. Meg kissed him back
and pushed him down into her black swivel chair, sitting on his knees she
wrapped her arms around him and they kissed for all they were worth. Meg
finally pulled away and after a moment to catch her breath she locked him
with a seductive stare, "Why don't we go to your place after work tonight
and you can make me an omelette for breakfast?"  

"I couldn't think of anything I'd like more," replied Ben, understanding
fully what she was proposing to him. 

"Good," she said kissing him on the lips. "Dismissed constable."      

THE END