Fraser ran his hand over his pocket, assuring himself his package was
still in tact	

Title: "Things Are Not Always As They Seem" 

Author: Amanda A. Tikkanen (atikkane@online.emich.edu or
uberpest@hotmail.com ) 

Ratings: G 

Genre: Gen 

Category: Romance,  

Pairing(s): FraserThatcher 

Spoilers: None 

Teaser: Title says it all 

Archive: Ask, please 

Disclaimer: Alliance owns 'em, not I. 

For Icecat62, for reasons to be seen. See what happens when you miss chat?
This is for your enjoyment. For other dedication, see the end. 

*~*~*~*~*~ 

Benton Fraser ran his hand over the outside of his pocket again, assuring
himself his package was still intact. Feeling the small cardboard box he
opened the door to his apartment. Looking up he saw Meg Thatcher, his
superior officer, standing with a sly smile on her face. 

"Did you get them?" she asked apprehensively. 

All Fraser could do was nod an affirmative. 

"Good. I'll go get the whipped cream and chocolate syrup while you get the
other things!" 

Fraser stood there dumbfounded. He couldn't believe this was actually
happening. Of all the experiences to share.... He snapped out of his
reverie. He had to get the other supplies. 

He pulled the small package out of his pocket and set it on the tabletop.
He'd had it wrapped in brown paper so no one would ask about his plans for
the evening. 

"Meg, I hope eight will be enough. It's rather late and the gas station
didn't have any larger boxes." 

"It's plenty. It's not like we each need our own or anything." 

Both could feel the tension building in the air. 

"Let's do this in the other room please, Ben." 

"Yes, a table is just not the proper place." 

*~*~*~*~*~ 

They lay in the center of the floor, half-dozing, the aftermath of their
activities strewn about them. 

"You know, Constable, *no one* is to know this happened." 

"Understood perfectly, sir." 

"I mean, ice cream sundaes are one thing...." 

He nodded, "But it would not be in the best interests of the image of the
RCMP if anyone found out that we spent the evening coloring." 

*~*~*~*~*~ 

Author's notes, continued: You ALL have your minds in the gutter. Welcome
to the world of RSY. ;) Also to Jim Vickers and JenLG, for the crayon
conversation which inspired this.