Due South: Maggie MacKenzie: PG: Starting Over
Title: Starting Over
Author: faycequevoudras
Character/Pairing/Group: Constable Maggie MacKenzie
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG
Summary: Maggie finally retires.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jessica Steen, Due South, or much of anything else.
Prompt: Smooth
As far as the world was concerned, Benton Fraser was a legend. He was the Mountie children pretended to be when they played. He was the man that led many a woman to waste away her youthful years pining for a man that most assured her didn't exist. In the ten years since Benton Fraser had disappeared into the snow and ice with a team of dogs and a Chicago detective in tow, he had become more than a man. He had become a legend, a desperate myth that most clung to when the crime rate got bad, or their favorite store was vandalized. He was an urban god.
Maggie Mackenzie thought it was all so much bull.
Not that she didn't know her brother to be the cream of the crop when it came to those that donned the uniform of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. He was an extrordinary officer amongst those that counted themselves as elite. That didn't make him a god, and she knew that Fraser would be the first to say so. He simply did the job he signed on to do. He just did it better than anyone before him, or since. He was just that good, and living in his shadow was slowly beginning to eat away at Maggie.
Packing her bags, she thought about the men in her life. Her husband who had been her world until his death. Her father whom she had gotten to know better in death than she had really known him when he was alive. Then there was Fraser. Fraser with his rigid posture and strong morals. Fraser who could make her feel as small as a mouse in one breath for betraying the morals of a Mountie, and then in the next remind her how good it was to have wear the uniform of your county and your family. He was that good, that smooth.
And he was gone.
No one had seen him in the last three years, only legends and spottings that were as believable as those of Sasquatch or Nessie. When it became clear that he wasn't coming back, Maggie knew it was time to leave. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she knew where to find them even when the rest of the Fraser admiration society hadn't a clue. She knew because a single phone call had revealed the truth. Vecchio would meet her at the airport when she landed in Miami, and then she would see her brother again. Her brother and his merry band of former officers; those two detectives that he'd worked with, been close to and who had also shared a wife in their years. Hidden away in the last place anyone would look for them, they had turned retirement into a celebration as they cherished the time they had. Now they had invited Maggie along to join them.
Maggie couldn't wait for that change of scenery, for a new life, for a chance to have both family and love once more.
Author: faycequevoudras
Character/Pairing/Group: Constable Maggie MacKenzie
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG
Summary: Maggie finally retires.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jessica Steen, Due South, or much of anything else.
Prompt: Smooth
As far as the world was concerned, Benton Fraser was a legend. He was the Mountie children pretended to be when they played. He was the man that led many a woman to waste away her youthful years pining for a man that most assured her didn't exist. In the ten years since Benton Fraser had disappeared into the snow and ice with a team of dogs and a Chicago detective in tow, he had become more than a man. He had become a legend, a desperate myth that most clung to when the crime rate got bad, or their favorite store was vandalized. He was an urban god.
Maggie Mackenzie thought it was all so much bull.
Not that she didn't know her brother to be the cream of the crop when it came to those that donned the uniform of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. He was an extrordinary officer amongst those that counted themselves as elite. That didn't make him a god, and she knew that Fraser would be the first to say so. He simply did the job he signed on to do. He just did it better than anyone before him, or since. He was just that good, and living in his shadow was slowly beginning to eat away at Maggie.
Packing her bags, she thought about the men in her life. Her husband who had been her world until his death. Her father whom she had gotten to know better in death than she had really known him when he was alive. Then there was Fraser. Fraser with his rigid posture and strong morals. Fraser who could make her feel as small as a mouse in one breath for betraying the morals of a Mountie, and then in the next remind her how good it was to have wear the uniform of your county and your family. He was that good, that smooth.
And he was gone.
No one had seen him in the last three years, only legends and spottings that were as believable as those of Sasquatch or Nessie. When it became clear that he wasn't coming back, Maggie knew it was time to leave. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she knew where to find them even when the rest of the Fraser admiration society hadn't a clue. She knew because a single phone call had revealed the truth. Vecchio would meet her at the airport when she landed in Miami, and then she would see her brother again. Her brother and his merry band of former officers; those two detectives that he'd worked with, been close to and who had also shared a wife in their years. Hidden away in the last place anyone would look for them, they had turned retirement into a celebration as they cherished the time they had. Now they had invited Maggie along to join them.
Maggie couldn't wait for that change of scenery, for a new life, for a chance to have both family and love once more.