“Besides that and your problem with authority we thought Fraser would feel quite comfortable with the cover part of his assignment,” Welsh’s tone brooked no argument. “Frankly, we didn’t think your office skills were quite up to the task, Detective.” “All-girls-?” Ray’s mind was still trying to come to grips with this part of the conversation when Welsh interrupted with a seraphic smile. I worked undercover as a teacher in an all-girls Catholic school-quite successfully, if I may add.” “Fraser has no experience with undercover work,” Ray pointed out. Ray wondered if the FBI had conveniently cleared that position or if that was purely coincidental. “You will fill out the recently vacated position of head secretary at Meissner & Fish Inc.” “Fraser?” he intoned at the same time as his partner exclaimed, “Sir?” with a puzzled frown on his face. “Constable Fraser, you fulfill all requirements,” Smith II said with a worried look at Fraser’s uncomfortably bright uniform. Narcotics? Guns? Maybe he could use one of his old personas to get back into the groove. He wondered what he would have to do this time. “We cannot risk any failure in this undercover operation-it has to be handled with the utmost care,” he sniffed haughtily. Ray decided to call him ‘Smith I’ and his partner ‘Smith II’ they were just like the guys from the Matrix- they all looked the same. “This is a sensitive operation,” one of them said. The two agents didn’t look particularly pleased. “Gentlemen, we are required to offer our assistance in a federal investigation,” Welsh said, not without irony. He almost did a double-take when he entered his office and spotted two FBI agents he caught himself at the last second, no reason to advertise his surprise. He just would’ve liked to know beforehand what they had done wrong this time. Ray knew whenever someone wanted to speak to him in private he was in trouble. Fraser didn’t seem to have any misgivings about Welsh’s invitation and Ray envied him his good-world-expectations a little. So far Welsh hadn’t asked them into his office either. It was Thursday so far this week hadn’t been all that bad. “Vecchio, Constable, in here if you please.” “I had the same idea,” another voice replied approvingly.
“We could use him,” a voice whispered excitedly. Fraser moaned softly against the pain.įraser shook his head slightly, if to clear his head or if to show that he wouldn’t answer wasn’t even clear to himself at this point. When he came to again, he found himself bound to a chair. Surprised, Fraser turned around and only had time to register the butt of a gun coming his way before everything went dark. RayK: “I don’t know who has less sex, me or you, but at least I’m still thinking about women. Also drug use, mention of sexual violence, and more slashy porn than can possibly be healthy. I’m claiming all remaining mistakes ? Warnings: Clichés galore, most notably: gay!undercover. I’m just having fun without making a profit out of it Notes: The wonderfully thorough beta job was done by the one and only Ride_Forever. Disclaimer: Nothing, absolutely nothing, belongs to me. Which, as it turns out, comes as a real eye-opener to Ray. And then the assignment turns gay-but apparently, Fraser is quite comfortable with that. Fandom: due South Pairing: Fraser/RayK Rating: NC-17 (for more than a little explicit slash) Words: ~38.900 (10 Chapters) Summary: Ray and Fraser go undercover.