Happy Birthday Ray	 Happy Birthday Ray by Innusiq

 Author's disclaimer: I don't own them, I just like taking them out and
manipulating their lives for a spell. I return them unharmed ever time, I
swear. 

  

 Rating: PG
 Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
 Archive: Yes please, thank you kindly. This will be uploaded to the
Hexwood Archive. 

 This was inspired by a greeting card (featured in this piece of fiction)
I picked up at a local card shop. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to
use it and it fit so well with this couple. 

 Happy Birthday Ray
 by: Jenny Hill 

 Ray entered the building happily and continued on his way towards the
door that he knew lead to the total release of all his anger, stress and
aggravation that seemed to accumulate in a days work or at least a normal
day's work at Chicago's 27th precinct. It had been one of those days that
he knew, the minute he walked into the squad room, it was going to be a
bad day. 

 The day began with a case that had no leads and no leads were going to be
found since the Mountie's presence that morning was required at the
Canadian Consulate for some official reason or other that Ray chose to
ignore hearing about that morning. Ray had other things on his mind. Since
the Mountie wouldn't be available the entire day, Ray put the case on one
of his many "back burners," on hold, until he could get his unofficial
partner's input. 

 That case put aside, Ray was paperwork bound for the remainder of the day
and seeing he wasn't computer oriented and his typing skills lacked
accuracy and knowledge of the "home row," it had proved to be a very long
and trying day. By the time he made it through half of the cases that
needed written up (and half a bottle of white out), it was way past his
lunch time so the detective decided to continue on without a break and
without lunch. He didn't even mind that no one at the precinct seemed to
remember that today was his birthday. 

 Okay, so the day didn't start with just that one case. It began a few
hours earlier at his home with the rest of the Vecchio family, blood and
marriage related. They at least remembered his birthday but what good
devoted family wouldn't remember the birthday of another loved family
member? 

 So, Ray's day began with kisses and hugs and well wishes from his mother,
sisters, brother-in-laws and his nieces and nephews. Even though it was a
milestone birthday, 40 years, Ray was happier than he had ever been. It
may not have been the normal reaction that was expected when a person
reached that bleak age marker but Ray hand many reasons to be happy. 

 He had a wonderful and loving family that never seemed to stop growing.
His eldest sister, Maria, had just had another baby the previous month,
bringing her troupe total to six and his youngest sister Francesca was
expecting her second. Not only were there new nieces and nephews living
under his roof for him to love and care for but there was an addition that
even took him by surprise. That addition was a Mountie. 

 He never expected them to start dating let alone get married but their
romance had began just before he returned from his undercover assignment
in Las Vegas and it took them all by surprise, even the happy couple.
Their wedding, a year later, was the reason Ray had returned from his
retreat to Florida. It was also the reason Stan and Fraser returned from
their own retreat to the Territories. 

 Although Turnbull could be quite annoying in his simplicity, he was a big
family man and he became loveable in a little brother way. Plus, Ray could
see that he loved his sister very much and was devoted to her. Turnbull
was family now and Ray would do anything for him just as he would do
anything for his blood related family. 

 Ray was also happy to be home in Chicago, where he belonged. Even though
he had been home for two years now, it was still a blessing to him that he
found his way back. The year spent in Las Vegas left him drained
emotionally and physically. When he returned from the assignment, he
couldn't handle Chicago, his work or even his own family. Who he had been
pretending to be was still coursing through his veins and he couldn't
expose that side of himself to his family or friends. Florida was the best
remedy he could come up with. It was a destination he had longed to reach.
What better time or reason to go than for some serious rest and relaxation
and deep down soul searching and cleansing. 

 Ray was happy for another reason as well. He was no longer alone. All
these years since his divorce spent searching for his match, his soul mate
and that person ended up being right under his nose. It's not like he was
totally alone before meeting this person. He did have his family and
friends and co-workers but now he had a person he could confide his
deepest secrets and thoughts to. He had a person who would understand him
and accept him for who he was. He had a lover who loved him
unconditionally, as it should always be. 

 They had been friends or better yet, best friends for over three years
before either of them realized what was really going on between them. Why
neither of them didn't or couldn't see the change their relationship was
taking was beyond Ray but he was happy where that trail lead. This was the
most content he had felt in a very long time. 

 Ray smiled at that thought as he stopped outside Fraser's apartment door
and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a card. Even Fraser couldn't
forget this day was his birthday. Reading the card again, making it he
knew not what number of time in doing so made Ray's grin even wider. He
was always amazed at how much Fraser had changed since their first
meeting. The card in hand made that point clearer than ever. The card read
as follows: 

 **cover**
 "On Your Birthday 

 The minute you walk in the door,
 I am going to throw myself
 into your arms
 and kiss your whole face
 until we both fall on the floor. 

 Then I will rip your clothes off
 with my teeth
 and lick your whole body . . . 
 PHEW! Just the thought 
 leaves me panting breathlessly!" 

 **inside** 

 "Love, the Dog." 

 Although, for their own special scenario, the word dog had been scratched
out and "wolf" was written above. Ray laughed every time he read the card
that day and most of the people at work just looked at him each time like
he was losing his mind. They never did figure out it was his birthday. Ray
returned the card to his coat pocket and proceeded to open the door that
was always unlocked. 

 Upon entering the spartan apartment in which you would think a detective
of his stature would be able to notice anything out of the ordinary, Ray
was promptly attacked and knocked to the ground. "Hey . . . oompff." Ray
was down for the count. 

 His attacker lovingly and excitedly began lavishing Ray with kisses.
"Hey, watch the drooling!" Ray exclaimed to no avail. "This suit is new
and wasn't cheap!" 

 His excited greeter was licking and smelling and nipping every inch of
Ray as possible and when that wasn't enough, clothes started being removed
. . . forcefully. "Hey, watch it . . . that's Armani!" Ray exclaimed as he
heard the stitches of his suit jacket being ripped beyond his control. His
clothes were never entirely taken off, just pulled and pushed to expose
more skin to be licked and investigated. At one point, Ray was certain he
heard buttons bouncing off the wall, the floor and the door. "There's
another suit the garbage man is gonna be happy to see." 

 Once his assailant was satisfied, or at least he thought he was
satisfied, Ray looked up to see a wolfish grin appear through panting
lips. "I can't believe you just did that. I thought the card was a joke?
How am I gonna explain this to Ma?" The wolfish grin disappeared into an
admiring gaze and the breathing returned to a normal rate. "Are you
finished now?" 

 The head ducked down for one last lick up Ray's chest and that gesture
received a small giggle from the detective when a nose nuzzled up against
Ray's ear. "I think I am finished Ray, although there is quite a bit more
territory that needs investigating but I'm satisfied for now. Happy
Birthday Ray," Fraser said as he draped himself over his lover's body,
resting his head on Ray's chest just below his chin. 

 Ray wrapped his arms around Fraser and laughed. "Thanks Benny . . . I
have to say this will be one of the more memorable Birthdays in my book." 

 "I'm truly sorry about the suit Ray," Fraser said without looking up at
his lover. 

 "Ah Benny," Ray began, "I think this time, it was a suitable sacrifice .
. . just don't go thinking you can do this all the time, okay?" 

 "Yes Ray." 

 "Good, now let's talk about that other 'territory' that needs exploring .
. ." 

 The End.