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Who would know his partner’s heart better? Originally published in the SHareCon 2019 zine. Hutch looked through the window of the ICU room where Starsky was. He closed his eyes and shook his head at the sight of all the machines keeping his partner alive. But his eyes came open again when he heard the alarm monitoring Starsky’s heartbeats… -
A short free verse. Blood. So much blood Too much. He couldn’t be alive. Standing, looking down at his partner. Afraid to move. Afraid to know. What if he touched him, And his touch caused more pain? Sinking to his knees. Hand hovering over a chest. Deep breath with eyes closed, Seeing him alive and vital. Open eyes. Hand dropping… -
A brief story of Me and Thee. This could be a death fic or not. No ending, so you choose. This could be slash or not. Again, you choose. “Me and Thee”… it’s tumbled around in my mind for some time, that I knew where that phrase might have come from. This morning, I remembered. It was in an… -
FictionGen Action/AdventureGen Episode-RelatedGen FicThe true story of what happened when Starsky’s heart stopped beating in “Sweet Revenge.” THIS IS NOT A DEATH FIC per se! It is my version of the ending of the series. “HOME” means different things to different people. PLEASE READ THE ENDING CAREFULLY. Time doesn’t always ‘flow’ the same. Think “It’s A Wonderful Life.” Sometimes you see what…
What Really Happened to Starsky the Day He Died
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Starsky and Hutch musing about the future. PMG and DS musing about the past. TWO VIEWS THEN “Hey Starsk? “Yeah?” “Do you think people will remember us? I mean in the future?” “What’d’ya mean?” “Do you think we’ll have made a difference?” “Wha’? Ya mean us being cops?” “Yeah. Think anyone will remember us? And what we did?” “Sure they… -
Three short drabbles. Number One In keeping with the spirit of the season, here’s another S/H Carol. I may have changed a few words, but the tune’s the same! I’ll have sex for Christmas, Only if it’s with thee. Please have lube, Maybe an extra tube. And a pillow under thee. Christmas eve may find us Screwing under the tree…