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Wednesday, November 20, 2013
New Due South story, nameless
If anyone reads this story and have a name for it I'd be happy to reconsider it!
"Ooops" –
Chapter 01
May 2000
in Ottawa
“Pregnant?!”
Meg Thatcher said to her doctor.
“Yes
Margret, you're about four weeks along. Have you told Peter about
your suspicions?” the family physician asked.
Peter was
Meg's husband, well after this afternoon ex-husband. They had been
separated the last two months all since they got the house sold and
for a long time before that they hadn't even shared a bedroom. He had
never really accepted her career with the Royal Canadian Mounted
Police, not even when she got a 'desk-job' as Inspector. Meg had
climbed the promotion ladder fast, she was only 32 years old.
“No, I
haven't” she answered the doctor, surprised that he didn't know
Peter and her was divorcing.
Meg had just
two weeks earlier accepted a position in Chicago at the Canadian
Consulate. this was going to be her baby and hers alone. She made a
mental note to contact a doctor as soon as she came to Chicago.
The doctor
handed her a pamphlet “Here is a list of a few things you should
think about and please make an appointment with an obstetrician as
soon as possible”
“Thank you
doctor” Meg said and got up from the seat. Without really thinking
about it she put a hand on her stomach.
“Peter will
be thrilled” the doctor said but Meg didn't respond to it.
Meg went to her favorite lunch place for
a quick salad before she had to be at the lawyer's office at one to
sign the divorce papers. She didn't hate Peter and none of them had
been cheating it just didn't work anymore. They had even argued less
when they divided the things in the house than they had when they
bought the same things.
Meg
had the whole day off and wasn't too keen on going home which was to
her parent's place, although she just had accepted the Chicago job it
had been up for a while so she had never bothered finding a new
apartment.
"Do
you have time for a coffee" Meg asked Peter as they stepped
outside the office.
"Sure.
I actually got the rest of the day off" he said.
They
walked across the street and then down town before they stepped into
a small cozy café that they had met up at many times when they
worked long days. They sat down and was quickly handed menus.
Meg
looked at Peter as they waited.
"You
want to tell me something" he said and smiled at how well he
knew her.
"Yes"
Meg took a deep breath.
"Have
you met someone?" Peter asked.
"Oh
God no" Meg exclaimed "Not in that meaning and what use
would that be since I'm off to Chicago in two weeks" she felt
nervous and was rescued by their orders being served. She sipped her
coffee.
"I
wouldn't blame you if you had, you shouldn't have to be alone"
Peter said.
"I'm
not alone and to be honest, with this move it's nice not to be
involved with someone. Meg admitted.
"But
there were still something you wanted to tell me" Peter said and
took a bite of his sandwich, he hadn't had time for lunch today.
"Yes
and I'm telling it to you so you shouldn't hear it from someone else
later on" Meg said and took another deep breath "I'm
pregnant Peter" she waited for his reaction but he was stunned
"You know it's not yours. I'm not proud of it but I had had a
little too much at the jubilee and one thing lead to another"
Still
shocked Peter looked at her "Didn't you think of protecting
yourself?" he didn't know why he felt angry and jealous as they
hadn't even discussed starting a family.
"Of
course I did but it's not fool proof you know" Meg was a bit
angry with him for thinking that of her.
"I'm
sorry Meg. I didn't mean it. So do you know the father? Is he one of
your classmates from the academy?" Peter asked.
Meg
blushed and felt ashamed "We didn't talk much and you've been
with me a few times. We all look the same in the red serges"
Peter
laughed "Yeah you do. Do you remember that long haired guy who
hadn't tied up his hair five years ago and I thought it was you?"
"Yes
I do and my colleagues did too for a long time" Meg admitted
with a smile.
Peter
turned a bit more serious "Will you be OK on your own. I mean we
both know it doesn't work with us together but I'm here for you if
you need me" he offered.
"Thank
you Peter I will remember that if I need anything" Meg said.
"Seriously
Meg you don't know who he is. Have you tried looking at photos from
the evening?" Peter asked.
"Yes
I have" Meg answered "I do firmly believe that I would know
him if I saw him in person, but I can't really ask for a line-up, can
I?" Meg shook her head. There had been hundreds of Mounties all
dressed in red serges at the 90's jubilee of the RCMP.
"I
guess you can't" Peter agreed. He looked at his wrist watch
"Wow, it's already five. I guess I should get home. I've got a
few work things I need to do on the computer" he said.
"I
should get going too. In still need a few things sorted before I can
send my boxes down to Chicago" Meg took out her wallet.
"Let
me pay" Peter said and looked at her. Meg put the wallet back,
they had never argued about money and why would they start now.
Peter
returned from the counter and helped Meg with her coat "Can you
promise me you'll tell your parents about the baby tonight" he
knew the relationship between them and Meg hadn't been the best
always. Much due to Meg's mother not accepting that Meg wanted a
career in the RCMP.
"Yes
I will" Meg said.
"And
please call me before you leave or when you have arrived in Chicago.
I still care about you as a friend" Peter bent his head to kiss
her cheek.
Meg
couldn't help the tears threatening in her eyes. Quickly she dried
the away with the back of her hand.
Chicago
May 2000
Benton
Fraser had served at the Canadian Consulate for the last six years.
All since he ended up there on the trail of his father's murderer. It
had turned out to be a highly ranked officer and friend of his
father's and it wasn't taken lightly that Benton turned him in. As a
punishment they had placed him on the Canadian Consulate in Chicago.
Benton
had served well and at a large number of occasions helped the
detectives at the 27th precinct solving cases. So well in fact that
when he was at the jubilee last month he had finally gotten promoted
to Sergeant.
He
thought back to his trip home. He had two weeks off and after the big
celebrations in Ottawa he had gone to his cabin in the Northwest
territories. It was all he had left of his family. His mother had
died when he was just six years old so he had grown up with his
paternal grandparents. His father the legendary Robert Fraser had
been more devoted to the RCMP than his family, something that annoyed
Benton more these days as he tended to pop up out of nowhere with
good advices.
When
Benton came back to Chicago he had been met at the airport by
Francesca Vecchio, younger sister of his detective friend Ray,
civilian aid the 27th precinct and in her own mind the future Mrs
Benton Fraser. Ben had tried his best not to lead her on. She had
been particular clingy just before he went to Canada. He couldn't
help he was brought up well and that made a big impression on the
American ladies he had noticed.
He
wasn't really interested in any relationship. The one he had had with
Victoria Metcalf three years ago had left him shot in the back by his
best friend when she ran away on the train. He hadn't heard from her
at all since.
Due
to Francesca being more clingy lately Ben had stayed away from the
27th precinct, but he started missing talking to the guys.
The Inspector, Mr Adler, wasn't a man that socialist very much and
the junior Mountie Turnbull, well he was a special kind of guy,
always eager to serve and he always cooked or baked something in the
kitchen of the Consulate. Ben had to get out. He put his hat on and
told Diefenbaker his half wolf, half dog that they were going out. As
so many times lately he had to tell him twice, Ben could swear he had
gotten more deaf with age, or he just was becoming too comfortable
inside.
Ben
walked into the bull pen and was happy to see Francesca not being at
her desk. He walked towards the double desk that Ray Vecchio and Stan
Kowalski shared, but they weren't there so he knocked on Lt. Welshes
door.
“Enter”
he heard from inside and when Ben came in he saw Ray and Stan
standing in the middle of the room.
“Hello
everyone” Ben said.
“Hi
Benny” Ray said “Long time no see, how was Canada. The cabin
still there?” Ray had helped him rebuild it after a fire that Ben
suspected a guy that knew Victoria had set.
“Yes
it's still there and it was nice to get away” Ben said.
“Sorry
about Frannie, I couldn't stop her from going to the airport, but now
she's in Florida with our mother and sister” Ray went on.
“Detectives,
can we go on with the case?” Lt Welsh asked.
“Sure”
Stan answered. He and Ray hadn't gotten off to the best of terms, but
it wasn't surprising as Stan had had to play Ray for two years when
Ray went undercover to bust the Mafia
"Do
you want me to leave lieutenant?" Ben asked.
"No
you can stay" Welsh said and nodded towards Ray and Stan "These
two usually involves you anyway"
"That
is true Lt Welsh" Ben said.
The
lieutenant smile a crocked smile, he liked the official way he was
addressed by the Canadian not like his own staff that often left out
his ranking.
"So
do you have time to come with us or shall we drop you off at the
Consulate?" Ray asked as they stepped out of the Lieutenant's
office.
Ben
looked at his father's old standard RCMP wrist watch "I think I
better get back. We'll get a new Inspector in a few days and Turnbull
goes to pieces when I'm not there" he said.
"How
about some pizza and hockey at my place tonight then?" Stan
asked.
"Sounds
like a plan. I'll bring the pizzas around seven?" Ben asked.
"Great"
both Stan and Ray said.
As
Ben and Diefenbaker entered the Consulate the phone was ringing but
no Turnbull in
sight.
"Canadian
Consulate Sergeant Benton Fraser speaking how may I help you"
Ben said with the same ease as everything else although it was a
mouthful. Ben listened to the caller before he put him thru to the
Inspector.
"Turnbull?"
Ben called and walked down the hallway towards the kitchen where he
usually found him cooking or baking.
"I'm
here Sergeant Fraser" Turnbull called from upstairs.
"What
are doing up there" Ben asked.
"Cleaning,
have you forgotten about the new Inspector?" Turnbull asked
slightly stressed.
"No,
of course I haven't, but do you think he will be bothered about the
upstairs first thing?" as everyone else Ben assumed it was a
male Inspector coming.
"Oh
you haven't heard yet, they new Inspector shall live at the Consulate
until she finds an apartment" Turnbull said.
Not
much shocked Ben but he wasn't prepared for this "Is it a woman
Inspector?" Ben asked.
"Sergeant
Fraser are you feeling alright. You haven't been yourself since you
came back" Turnbull came down the stairs.
It
was true Ben had been preoccupied, thinking about the woman he had
slept with after the big gala-evening of the jubilee. They hadn't
spoken very much and when he woke up the next morning he had been
alone in his hotel-bed.
"I'm
sorry Turnbull, I didn't mean to worry you. I'm alright and I will at
once go read all my correspondences both letters and e-mails. Then I
will help you get this place in top shape we can't let the new
Inspector think we're sloppy" Ben said although sloppy wasn't
the least the Canadian officers were but you could always polish
things.
Satisfied
with the answer Turnbull returned back upstairs. He made a mental
note to order fresh flowers for the morning Inspector Thatcher was
arriving.
Ben
went thru his mails and letters quickly and efficiently. He read the
information about Margaret Thatcher that had been attached as a file
in the e-mail from Ottawa. Although the photo was loading slowly so
he skipped waiting for it and turned the computer off to go help
Turnbull.
After
a few hours in the junior officer's company Ben was more than ready
to get over to Stan's place for some pizza and hockey. He dressed in
jeans and a red plaided shirt, as always he had this stetson on when
he stepped out, he felt naked without it. Since both Inspector Adler
and Turnbull had left for the day Ben put the alarm on and locked the
door behind him and Diefenbaker.
Disclaimer/Copyright
2013 and forward: I don't own the characters from Due South, but
I've written the story and therefore feel I own that. I also want to
say I don't know about how the Academy for RCMP or something alike
works so I've made it up a nice way to fit my story.
Due South - Assignment Europe 14
Chapter
14 – Wrapping it up
A
couple of days after the Queen's banquette at the Danish Consulate
Ben and Stine welcomed their baby daughter to the world. Ben sat in a
chair with the baby in his arms when Stine woke up from her nap. The
experience had been exhausting but the reward had been worth it all.
There
was a quiet knock on the door before a nurse looked inside. “Is
everything alright” she asked.
“Yes
it is” Stine answered.
The
nurse walked over to Ben and picked the baby up “Have you tried
nursing yet?” Stine shook her head and started to sit up, she felt
nervous. “It will be just fine” the nurse smiled at her and
handed her the baby. She showed her a few tips and in no time the
baby was nursing.
Stine
looked down at the baby in her arms and got tears in her eyes. It was
all so emotional.
Ben
got up to sit on the edge of the bed. It had been a long night, their
baby had been born at 4 am and the only one who knew they had went to
the hospital was Maggie and that was only because she had been over
for dinner the evening before. Ben put his hand on the baby's head.
“She's so tiny” he said softly.
“Yes
she is” Stine agreed. She looked up at Ben “You know what?” she
asked.
Ben
shook his head “No, what?” he said.
“I'd
like to name her after my great grandmother Märta” she said the
name in Danish.
“Märta”
Ben tried the name, he wasn't too used to the strange sounds of the
Danish language.
“We
could make it more international 'Martha' maybe” Stine suggested.
“Would
you like that?” Ben looked at the baby “Martha” the baby didn't
pay any attention to her parents.
Stine
put her free hand on Ben's unshaved cheek and made him look at her
“I'd also like for her to have your mother's name” she said
“Martha Caroline” they had discussed a few names both for a girl
and a boy.
Ben
bent forward and kissed her wife “Martha Caroline will be just
fine” he said with a smile. He got up and moved to the other side
of the bed so he could sit and put his arm around Stine's shoulders.
He rested his head on her shoulder and fell asleep.
In
the afternoon the room was filled with flowers, presents, balloons
and guests. They had all come and gone, Meg and Ray, Maggie who had
stayed the longest, Stan of course too and even Turnbull and Lt.
Welsh had showed up. Most of the Vecchio's had been by too.
~
~ ~ ~ ~
Ben
and Stine decided to stay in Chicago and not go back to Denmark to
work. About two years later the day after Ray and Meg's twins had
their two year's birthday Ben and Stine welcomed their son Paul
Robert to the world. Martha was a proud big sister and told everyone
she met that she had a baby brother and how big he had been at the
birth, both length and weight. She was just as informative as her
father. She also looked very much forward to being a flower girl at
her Aunt Maggie's wedding to her uncle Stan. Aunt Maggie had laughed
when Martha had asked if Diefenbaker too could be a flower girl.
~The
End~
Disclaimer/Copyright
2013 and forward: I don't own anything from the series Due South,
it's just borrowed for your entertainment. This is my story though
and I feel I own that.
Due South - Assignment Europe 13
Chapter
13 – The Queen
Stine
didn't know what to put on for the Queen's banquette, this was the
first time she wished she wasn't pregnant. She didn't feel like
shopping for something that she would wear just this once. The dress
she had had at the wedding could have been OK if her breasts hadn't
grown as the rest of the dress was loosely fitted she thought. She
had all day to do nothing and anything so she took the dress, called
a taxi and went to the wedding store to see if they could help her
get it fitted. Of course Ben was going to have his dress uniform on,
it hung all pressed and with shiny attributes all ready. For once she
had gotten a well mannered taxi driver and he helped her out “Do
you want me to wait Mrs Fraser” she looked astonished at the driver
and saw that it was one of the guys who lived in their old apartment
building “No thank you Mr Tanner” she smiled at him “Maybe I
can leave you my card and you can call me directly when you need
picking up” he suggested “That would be nice Mr Tanner” she
nodded and put the card in the purse as she took her wallet out to
pay him “Thank you kindly for the service” she said, she had
taken for habit to say 'Thank you kindly' just like Ben did, probably
since he did it all the time. Mr Tanner walked her to the store and
held the door for her “Looking forward to hearing from you soon Mrs
Fraser” he said and went back to his taxi.
A
young woman came up to Stine “May I help you?” she asked politely
“Yes you may, I've got this dress and I thought maybe you'd be able
to to help me alter it a bit” she showed the garment bag that had
the store's logo on it “Oh, I will go get Mrs Swanson our
seamstress” she walked away and soon Mrs Swanson appeared from the
back room “Well hello” she said with a familiar smile “What can
I help you with?” she asked and Stine told her about the banquette
and that she had tried the dress on at home since she didn't feel she
had anything that suited her but it didn't fit as well as it had a
few months earlier. “Well, why don't you put it on” Mrs Swanson
showed Stine to the fitting room “And let me know when you have it
on and I'll see what I can do”
45
minutes later Stine called Mr Tanner to take her over to the Canadian
Consulate, she wanted to see if Ben had time to go for lunch with
her. The dress would be ready for pick up on Friday. When the cab
stopped outside the Consulate she was that it was Turnbull on guard,
she smiled and said hello to him. Carefully she climbed the stairs
and opened the heavy door to the Consulate. “Hi Maggie” she
greeted her sister-in-law that sat at the front desk “Hi Stine”
the woman Mountie smiled “Ben's busy at the moment” she said “Can
I get you something to drink while you wait” Maggie offered “A
glass of water would be nice, and maybe if you can tell me if I can
take Ben out for lunch?” Maggie looked down in the day planner “I
think you can, unless he's put anything down in his own planner that
I don't know about” Maggie left for the kitchen and came back with
a glass of water. The spring weather was getting hotter by the day.
When
Maggie saw that the line her brother talked on got free she called
him on the intercom “You've got a visitor temp. Inspector Fraser”
she said with formality, she loved teasing her brother and knew how
he got up, straightened out his back and put the official posture on.
Ben
had slowly gotten used to his new assignments and from time to time
he had unannounced visitors like today, he cursed under his breath as
he had planned on calling home to see so everything was OK. He was
still flipping thru some papers when he came out of the office “Could
you go thru these and then file them constable Fraser” he said to
his sister without looking up “Sure thing Ben” she said and he at
once looked up with a scolding look, then he saw how Maggie burst
into laughter and looked over to see Stine sit and wait for him. She
slowly started to stand up and in two quick steps he was by her side
to help her “Thank you” she smiled and kissed his cheek. “What
brings you by here?” Ben asked her “I just thought I'd see if you
were free for lunch” Stine answered “Yes I am, but you could have
called and I'd come home instead” It hadn't been a week yet and
Stine was already bored of being at home. “Actually I was out
getting a dressed altered for Saturday” Stine said and Maggie
looked up “Anything happening on Saturday?” she asked “We're
invited to the Queen's banquette over at the Danish Consulate”
Stine answered “Oh, that's nice, our Queen seldom travels” Maggie
informed. Stine looked up at Ben “So, shall we go have lunch or
shall I go home again?” she asked “Oh, lunch?” he said
absentminded “Sure, we'll have lunch. Let me just get my hat” Ben
said and returned to his office to collect his Stetson, as he passed
the reception desk on his way out Maggie handed him a cellphone “And
this temp. Inspector Fraser” she said “You know you have to be
available” Fraser rolled his eyes as response and put the phone
into a pocket.
They
chose a restaurant near by, Diefenbaker who always accompanied Ben to
work had had to stay with Maggie, but he was pretty satisfied with
that as he knew she always had a treat for him in the desk drawer. As
it was a lovely spring day they sat outside and ate a lovely lunch
“It feels luxury on a common Tuesday to sit like this” Stine said
after finishing her meal “It sure does” Ben agreed and went on
“We should do this more often, I mean now with my temporary work I
don't stand guard unless Margret is in” Stine looked up at him “How
is she doing, will she be back soon?” she asked “I don't know”
Ben answered “She called in yesterday, you know her she can't let
go of work, and she said that she'd be on sick leave for at least
another week, but her first trimester should soon be over and
hopefully she said she'd feel better then” Stine lent forward and
put her hand on Ben's “I certainly hope so, I want you around when
it's time for this one to be born” she put her other hand on her
stomach. “I wouldn't miss it for the world” Ben said looking her
lovingly in the eyes. Ben paid for the meal and they slowly walked
back to the Consulate. Stine called Mr Tanner again and he came to
take her home.
Friday
morning Stine went to the hairdresser to get her hair cut and then to
pick her dress up. By the time Ben got home from work she had dinner
ready and after that they made it an early night, it would be a long
day the next day as the banquette wasn't until the evening.
Stine
was quiet happy to just be a guest when she arrived at the Consulate,
of course the security had been put up a few notches for the Queen's
visit and the whole place was buzzing with excitement. Many of the
staff hadn't met the Queen in real life. A few minutes before the
Queen was to arrive everyone was told to line up so the Queen could
greet them as she passed. Everyone was presented by name to the
Queen, when it came to Ben and Stine's turn the Queen stopped a
little extra “Benton Fraser?” she said before they were presented
“I do remember you from when you were in Denmark” she said “Did
you enjoy your time there?” she asked “Yes, Your Majesty, very
much and I'm looking forward to going back soon” he said politely.
Stine didn't know what to feel, she was standing to the right of Ben
and had been 'overlooked' by the Queen “You are welcome anytime”
the Queen said to Ben before someone whispered in her ear that she
hadn't been introduced to Stine Fraser “That was an unusual
combination of names” she shook Stine's hand “Yes Your Majesty”
Stine said at the same time as she knelt for the Queen, she had been
practicing all day, a lot of things weren't so easy these days. “I'm
married to sergeant Fraser” Stine smiled at her husband. The Queen
smiled at the pair “No wonder you did enjoy your time in Denmark”
she said and was on her way to the next person in line.
Stine
was happy when the line up was over and she could sit for a few
minutes before they were told to take their seats in the dining hall.
Before dinner was over Ben and Stine got a note that the Queen would
very much like to meet the pair after dinner. Stine got very nervous.
They got showed into a smaller room of the Consulate and while they
waited Stine sat down on the edge of a chair as it was easier to get
up. The door opened and the Queen came into the room and Stine
started to get up “Please Mrs Fraser, stay seated, it can't be far
now” the Queen said “Thank you Your Majesty” Stine smiled and
the Queen too sat down, Ben was standing behind the chair Stine was
sitting on “Please sergeant Fraser, do sit down too” he was too
tall to look up on when she was seated the Queen thought. “I guess
you both wonder why I wanted to meet you two” the Queen started
“This is the reason, I would very much like for the two of you to
come back to work in Denmark” she looked over at Ben “You did a
great job for both the Canadian Consulate and Danish people when you
were in Copenhagen sergeant” “Thank you Your Majesty” Ben said
“I did enjoy working there” he took Stine's hand “I know Stine
misses her home country from time to time and I believe it would be
nice to come work in Denmark again, but now it's really the right
time” The Queen laughed “Oh, I didn't mean right now, I've looked
into your situation a bit and I know you're also working as a
temporary Inspector at your own Consulate” she paused “And then
there's your baby” she smiled softly at the young couple and
thought of all her grandchildren at home, both her boys had blessed
her with four children each.
Stine
looked at Ben “It would be lovely to go back to Denmark, but home
for me is where you are” Ben took her hand “I feel the same way”
then he looked at the Queen “We have to think about it”
“That's
all I want, for you to think about it. I will have someone from the
cabinet send you an e-mail with details and then you can think it
over” the Queen said.
Ben
and Stine left the Consulate soon after talking to the Queen.
Author's
note: I wanted to make the Danish Queen a bit more personal than I
already think she is.
Disclaimer/Copyright
2013 and forward: I don't own anything from the series Due South,
it's just borrowed for your entertainment. This is my story though
and I feel I own that.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Här kan man se några av många barn som tagit emot en hjärtkatt antingen i Göteborg eller i Lund där de delas ut.
http://kravallslojd.se/wordpress/?p=10909&cpage=1#comment-4187
Detta är de hjärtekatter jag virkat, i den bakersta raden "mina egna" och de som ligger ner är de jag varit med och stödvirkat.
Och här är lite syskondjur som jag skickade med, hjärtanen på dessa syns inte men finns på alla och de har inte de förbaskade stygnen i sig som hjärtekatterna har, för att symbolisera att syskonen inte blivit hjärtopererade.
http://kravallslojd.se/wordpress/?p=10909&cpage=1#comment-4187
Detta är de hjärtekatter jag virkat, i den bakersta raden "mina egna" och de som ligger ner är de jag varit med och stödvirkat.
Och här är lite syskondjur som jag skickade med, hjärtanen på dessa syns inte men finns på alla och de har inte de förbaskade stygnen i sig som hjärtekatterna har, för att symbolisera att syskonen inte blivit hjärtopererade.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Due South - Assignment Europe 12
Chapter
12 – Time passes
Ben
came home after a long day at the Consulate and found Stine sleeping
on the sofa. It was pretty common these days, there were only a month
left before their baby would arrive. He stood by the side and just
looked at her “She's radiant” he heard from behind and turned to
see his father “Yes she is” he agreed “You've done good for
yourself Benton” his father said and continued “I actually
thought for a bit that I'd never get grandchildren, I mean you and
the Inspector just walked around each other” Ben turned back to
look at his father again “Dad, can you skip that old talk, besides
Margret is married to Ray now” he told for 'the millionth time'.
The
New Year's wedding had been fairly small, Margret's parents had come
down for just the weekend, they didn't like to leave home very much,
all the friends were there and of course the Vecchio's. Margret had
had one a lovely white dress, and the bride's maids had all been
smashing in matching purple dresses, Margret had let the girls chose
models for themselves as long as they had the same color and you
couldn't see that Stine was five months pregnant by the time. Ben
glanced up on the shelf and saw the wedding photo. He had been Ray's
best man, the only request Ray had had was that he worn a tuxedo and
not his dress uniform.
Ben
sat down besides Stine on the sofa and gently placed a kiss on her
cheek. Her eyes fluttered open “Hi smukke” he had learned a few
Danish words during the time they'd been together and he liked the
ring of the Danish 'beautiful'. “Hi Ben, you're home already?”
she asked “It's 7 pm.” Ben answered “I'm sorry I'm so late, but
this transition takes it time” he was referring to that he now half
time was working as a temporary Inspector. Ben had been promoted
after doing a great work at the Consulate and being a great help to
the Chicago Police that was why he now could help out running the
Consulate when Margret had to stay home, it hadn't taken long after
the wedding before she got pregnant and she hadn't been as lucky as
Stine who had up until now not been that much affected, now Stine
only got tired easily. Stine sat up in the sofa and put a pillow
behind her back “I must have slept thru the alarm, I had planned on
having dinner ready for you when you got back” she said tiredly.
Ben smiled at her “You don't have to make dinner every evening”
he said “Why don't I call for some Chinese?” he suggested and
Stine thought about it “Sure, but nothing spicy for me” Ben went
over to the fridge and took down the Chinese menu and placed the
call.
“I'll
just take a quick shower” Stine whispered not to disturb him. When
he had ordered he joined her in the shower. Stine moaned when he ran
his soapy hands over her back. It felt so relaxing and good. She
turned around and put her arms around his neck stood on her tiptoes
to kiss him. “They were busy at the Chinese place, it takes around
30 minutes” Ben told when they broke the kiss. He put his hands on
her stomach “Have I told you how lucky you've made me” he looked
her in the eyes as the water flowed over them. “Not today” Stine
said and reached for the shampoo bottle. She washed and rinsed her
hair and added the conditioner. Ben quickly washed up and got out.
When Stine turned off the water he helped her out and wrapped a towel
around her, again resting his hands on her stomach.
“Did
I tell you that it's planned for Queen Margarethe to come visit
Chicago and she will of course come to the consulate” Stine said as
they sat down at the table having dinner “No you didn't, when will
this happen?” Ben asked “In two weeks, there will be a big
banquette on the Saturday evening and we're both invited to it” she
showed the official invitation. Ben smiled “I actually met her once
when I was working in Copenhagen, I think it was before I met you
which don't give much of a time frame” “That gives you a head up
on me” Stine said “Of course I've seen her a lot of times, but
never met her in person” she rubbed her aching back. “Do you want
me to massage that after dinner?” Ben asked when he saw what she
did and got a nod and tired smile back.
A
week before the Queen's visit the Danish Consulate was buzzing with
preparations, this Friday was Stine's last day before she went on
maternity leave. When lunchtime came they all gathered in a room and
had a little celebration for her, she got a few gifts for the baby
from her colleges, there had been a big baby shower over at the
Vecchio house the last Sunday and now she felt that she didn't need
to buy anything herself for the baby.
When
she arrived home she found Ben's father sitting at the kitchen
counter as so many times before. They had had some nice chats during
these months “Hello Stine” he said “Hi yourself” she was now
comfortable with it, he usually turned up when she needed some
support and couldn't call Ben as he was too busy at work or she
couldn't call her mother as it was too late in Denmark. “So, what's
bothering you today?” Robert Fraser asked his daughter-in-law.
“Nothing really” she shrugged her shoulders “It's just....”
she said “Oh, there's so many things running around in my head now”
she hated to leave her part of the work to someone else, although the
temporary assistant had seemed to be a good person, just a bit too
efficient, almost like he had been Canadian instead of Danish. “I
understand that's common for women in your position, I mean in the
late state of pregnancy. Unfortunately I wasn't there for Benton's
mother as I was posted in at a far away station by the time. Benton
was two weeks old before I met him the first time” Stine thought
back to the time when Ben had missed their first ultrasound and it
could still make her furious and she'd never forgive him if he wasn't
there for the birth “Now, now Stine” Robert Fraser said and
wished he could have given her a hug “Remember I can read your
thoughts as well as talk to you, but you don't have anything to worry
about, Benton will be there for you” Stine sighed “At least he's
not working with Ray and Stan for the time being” it had been more
or less impossible for him to help the 27th precinct
lately. “But that was really the work he was trained for, I feel
it's my fault he got positioned here in Chicago” Robert said “I
know, but I feel much safer with him at the Consulate” Stine
confessed before she walked over to the living room. She put down her
cup of tea she had made and turned the TV on, it seemed that Robert
had disappeared again, he did that all the time and she had wondered
many times if he'd still be around for her to see and talk to when
the baby was born.
The
phone rang and it was her mother calling from Denmark, she said that
she and Stine's father planned on coming to Chicago the week of the
estimated birth and stay for two weeks. Stine got so happy she
started to cry and went on crying after they finished the call. For
once Ben came home a bit early and rushed straight over to Stine not
minding the tears on his uniform. “What's wrong?” he asked and
Stine tried to explain but Ben only understood half the words “Please
darling” he looked at her and dried some tears away with his thumbs
before reaching into a pouch on his belt for a handkerchief. He
placed a soft kiss on her forehead “Will you tell me again?” and
Stine told about how she had talked to her mother and that her
parents were coming to visit. She looked up at him “Ben, I'm
scared, what if something goes wrong, what if mother and father don't
get here in time if it does” Ben sat down in the sofa and cradled
her in his safe arms “Everything will be OK” he spoke softly
“We've got an appointment with the doctor on Monday morning and you
will see that everything will be all right” he put a finger under
her chin and tilted her face up “Besides, we're meeting your Queen
on Saturday and this baby” he put his other hand protectively on
her stomach “This baby have promised me that nothing will stop you
from that” Stine thought about how Ben many nights when they've
gone to bed laid resting his head on her chest talking to their baby.
Stine laughed “You're crazy Ben, as long as you promise not to go
on any excursions with Ray and Stan I think I'll be OK too”
Disclaimer/Copyright
2013 and forward: I don't own anything from the series Due South,
it's just borrowed for your entertainment. This is my story though
and I feel I own that.
Due South - Assignment Europe 11
Chapter
11 – The others
After
breaking up with Frannie or was it her that had broken up with him,
Stan didn't really know, he had taken to a habit getting to know
Maggie Fraser's guard schedule and started to go by the Canadian
Consulate, he almost felt like a stalker. One day a few weeks later
just before six pm as some young guys stood around her making
comments he couldn't take it anymore. “Why don't you guys either
take a photo with the lovely officer nice and calmly or just get out
of here” he showed them his badge and the guys took to their feet
just as the church bell over the street started to chime. Maggie
relaxed and smiled at Stan “Thank you kindly Stan, they weren't
doing anything really” she said “Well maybe it didn't look like
it in your eyes but to me it wasn't a very nice behavior” he looked
around “May I accompany you home?” he asked in the polite way he
had gotten used to when he was around his Canadian friends. "Oh
that would be nice" Maggie said "I just need to sign off
first" she took the step two at a time with the same efficiency
as Stan seen Ben do so many time before. He lent against the rail and
waited for her return. As they walked side by side Maggie thought of
a subject to talk about and said "Isn't it crazy?" "What?"
he asked and turned his head to look at her. "Ben and Stine's
baby. I mean that will make me an aunt" she said "Bet
you're excited though" she grinned and put her arm thru his
"Nothing goes passed you, does it detective?" she teased.
She saw the sign for her favorite pizza place "Care to join me
for a pizza?" she glanced at him "Dutch of course"
Stan shrugged his shoulders "I can always eat" he held the
door for her.
Back at Inspector Margret
Thatcher's place the mood was somewhat similar. She laid happily
satisfied in Ray's arms. "You have a bad influence on me
Detective Vecchio" she kissed his jawline "How so?" he
looked her in the eyes "Haven't you ever played 'hookie'
before?" he laughed "As a matter of fact" she started
and Ray moved into a sitting position "Sorry of course you
haven't, you're a Mountie, you even work when you're ill" she
too sat up facing him "Well..." Ray put his hand behind her
neck and pulled her in for a kiss "You don't have to explain
yourself to me, cara" he said. She liked it when he called her
that he said it so softly with an Italian accent. She took a deep
breath and snuggled against his neck "I think I might be very
much in love with you Ray" she looked up into his dark eyes. He
kissed her again "I love you too Meg" the next time they
woke up it was dark outside and they were hungry for food. Luckily
Meg had a well stocked fridge and together they made some pasta and
sat down to eat, before they ended up in bed again.
Stan and Maggie enjoyed
dinner together. They had a lot of things to talk about. One of them
was ice hockey. "No way" Stan said when she said that the
Swede Mats Sundin was her favorite rather than the native Wayne
Gretzky "Yes way" she answered and the discussion went on
even as they left the restaurant. When they came to her house she
looked at him "Do you want to come up for a cup of coffee?"
she held her breath "Or maybe a beer" he nodded "A
beer sounds good" they went inside "They are in the fridge,
take one out for me too" she said "I'll just get out of
this" she ran her hands over her uniform. Stan thought back to
his officer's days. He had hated the uniform it was much better now
when he was a detective. He took two bottles of beer from the fridge
and sat down in her sofa, when Maggie returned she was dressed in her
favorite pair of jeans, a plain white t-shirt and barefoot. “Thank
you kindly” she said as Stan handed her the opened bottle. She sat
down on the opposite side from Stan and pulled her feet up under her.
This way they sat chatting the night away. It was around two in the
morning when Maggie stretched and yawned “Oh I've kept you up,
haven't I?” Stan asked her “No, not at all” she smiled “Anyways
I better get home” he said as he stood up “Or you stay” Maggie
suggested “..on the sofa” she too got up “I've got some pillows
and a blanket here” she opened a footstool and took the things out
and handed it to him. Sparks flew as their hands met and they dropped
everything on the floor and kissed hungrily. Clothes were shredded
and they ended up in Maggie's bedroom.
Stan walked into the 27th
precinct the next morning whistling. He couldn't be happier. “Who
put that smile on your face?” Ray asked as Stan sat down opposite
him at their shared desk “What do you mean?” Stan said “Not
even my sister had you smiling and whistling the next morning”
“Vecchio! Kowalski! My office now” Lt Welsh called and handed
them a file as they stood in front of him. Ray groaned when he saw
the names, it was well known names “Weren't these guys locked up
for life?” he asked “Yes, but apparently they got out on good
behavior and well now it's time to catch them again, preferable
before they do any major crime” Welsh said “You know them?”
Stan asked “Yes, I don't know how many times we've had to put them
away, most likely is that they'll go the usual pattern. Rob a bank or
jewelry store stealing some cars, usually a lot of shooting” Ray
explained to his partner and they started towards the door “Guys”
Welsh called “I've asked Inspector Thatcher for permission to use
Fraser so go pick him up and please use your wests, I don't want to
find you in the morgue” Stan shivered at the word, he hated the
dead people.
As usual Ben was dressed in
his red uniform and Ray sighed heavily “Why?” he knew they now
had to go by the apartment to have Fraser change clothes “Do you
got a west?” he asked as they all were sitting in the car again.
Stan was a bit more preoccupied than usual, Maggie had been standing
on the guard. “Sure, but what does that have to do with this
assignment” Ben said “Oh Benny” Ray shook his head “I mean
bulletproof west?” it was Ben's turn to shake his head “No, I
don't, it's nothing we got in our equipment” he said truthfully “Of
course not” Ray said and snapped his fingers in front of Stan “Wake
up Stanley” he couldn't believe he was going to spend the most of
the next few days with these guys “We have to go by the precinct
then and pick you up a west” Ben lent forward from the backseat
“What's up with you?” he asked Stan who grinned from one ear to
another “He won't say” Ray put in “But he came into the
precinct smiling and whistling” Ben looked at his friend in
surprise, usually Stan wasn't so cheerful, especially in the mornings
“Must be something in the air” Ben said and looked at Ray “Maggie
was singing when she came in today” Both Ray and Ben looked at Stan
when they connected all threads.“I certainly hope you're not
cheating on my sister” Ray shot him an evil look and Stan shook his
head “No, we've finished it a couple of weeks ago” he said
“Mutually I might add” he said and looked at Ray who parked the
car outside the station house “Let's go see if we can find Benny a
west” at least he could try and protect his friend this way as he
didn't have any jurisdiction to carry a weapon in Chicago, it had
annoyed Ray many times but Fraser had other ways to get the bad guys
down.
It took they guys the best
part of three weeks to track down and catch the Dalton brothers. Well
Ben couldn't help out every time and Stine didn't really like it when
he strapped on the west that now was fitted to his own measures. She
knew he had been out on much more dangerous things before back in
Canada but this was here and now. Most crossed with him had she been
the day when he hadn't showed up until after the doctors had finished
their first ultrasound, the only thing that calmed her down was that
Ben blamed himself even more. It all had ended up in their first real
argument. She hadn't known Benton had it in him. Ben couldn't help
but feel bad for a whole week and he did everything he could to make
it up to her, although Stine had forgiven him already the next day
but she didn't let him know. Making up again had been sweet.
Disclaimer/Copyright
2013 and forward: I don't own anything from the series Due South,
it's just borrowed for your entertainment. This is my story though
and I feel I own that.
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