{"id":220,"date":"2016-12-14T05:52:23","date_gmt":"2016-12-14T05:52:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/?p=220"},"modified":"2016-12-14T05:52:23","modified_gmt":"2016-12-14T05:52:23","slug":"december-14th-stand-in-the-gap-by-exbex","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/?p=220","title":{"rendered":"December 14th- Stand in the Gap by exbex"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 12pt;\">The trees are still, no wind to shake their bare limbs, and Hutch can\u2019t help but focus on the way the branches, reaching out and coated in ice and frost, look so fragile, can\u2019t help but wonder if they\u2019ll crack when the warmth of spring melts the ice, can\u2019t help but wonder if they\u2019ll shatter after having been held, subdued and undisturbed, preserved and asleep, for so many months.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 12pt;\">When he exhales, he can see his frozen breath, the only evidence, in this silent, pristine landscape, that he\u2019s alive.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 12pt;\">The evidence of the Christmas season is in full force back in Duluth, laughter and lights and singing, music piped from tinny radios, gifts wrapped up in shiny paper. It\u2019s much more Starsky\u2019s scene than this snowy, quiet forest, but Starsky was the one to insist that they spend the last days of their vacation here, at Hutch\u2019s grandfather\u2019s cabin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Hutch looks at the snow, clean and pure, untouched by human hands, and thinks he knows why. Because Spring is months away, but Hutch can feel the ice melt inside of him, and he knows that Starsky, scarred but alive, may be the only one who can keep him from shattering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-222 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/standinthegap.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"569\" height=\"432\" srcset=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/standinthegap.jpg 569w, https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/standinthegap-300x228.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 569px) 100vw, 569px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The trees are still, no wind to shake their bare limbs, and Hutch can\u2019t help but focus on the way the branches, reaching out and coated in ice and frost, look so fragile, can\u2019t help but wonder if they\u2019ll crack &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/?p=220\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-220","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fic","category-gen"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/220","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=220"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/220\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":223,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/220\/revisions\/223"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=220"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=220"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2016\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=220"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}