Normally, we ask that all gifts to the calendar be new and unpublished elsewhere, however, with the completion of Mortmere’s Rainbow Series with this year’s gift (All I See Is You), Mortmere has offered us a chance to display the entire series. Being able to view the entire series in one place seemed a worthwhile exception to our rule. You can see the individual pieces on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/series/711396.
Artist’s Note: It took me nearly four years to finish my Rainbow series, so I’m very happy to finally offer you the last part, plus the complete series as a rainbow banner. After noticing that there’s hardly any eye contact between our guys in the first five parts, I made this last piece all about that; the title, All I See Is You comes from Stan Rogers’s beautiful song “Forty-Five Years” (https://youtu.be/1Zg2sniQ0Ss), and hey, isn’t that fitting, 2020 being Starsky & Hutch‘s 45th anniversary?
I’ve always considered myself to be an observant person. My husband is a captain with the Bay City Police Department and, bless his heart, he often tells me I’d make a good detective.
But not as good, apparently, as someone else in my family…
It was early December 1975, and I was getting ready to take my six-year-old daughter to the mall to see Santa.
“Do you know what you’re going to ask for this year, Rosie?” Continue reading “December 23rd- Detective Dobey by m. butterfly”
Author’s Note: Part II of The Plague from an outsider’s viewpoint. This piece was inspired by the 9/25/20 Friday Fiction Prompt on the Starsky&Hutch Fans&FanFiction FaceBook page. The prompt sentence is underlined, below.
I’d never felt more helpless or useless, two things I didn’t like at all. My life had been dedicated to being in control — of everything and everyone — at all times. But ever since Captain Harold Dobey called and told me and my wife that our son could be dying, I’d been completely out of my depth.
I had refused to allow Margaret to accompany me but caught the first flight and had spent the last few days at Lincoln Hospital, not bothering to check into a hotel. I’d not spoken to anyone in authority, or made demands of the staff, as I would normally have done. I had such a sense of impotence, I attempted to remain invisible. Instead of threatening, verbally abusing those who were busily going about their jobs, or insisting on information they may not have had, I mingled with the families of others struck down by some sort of… plague. How such a thing could happen, in this day and age of miracle drugs, was something I couldn’t comprehend. Why was Kenneth in critical condition in an isolation ward? Continue reading “December 21st- Watching Events Unfold by DPPatricks”