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fic: Winter Sights

Title: Winter Sights
Author: fengirl88
Fandom: BBC Sherlock/Maurice crossover
Pairing: Lestrade/Maurice
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Wordcount: ~900
Disclaimer: They're still not mine, and putting them together was kopoushka 's idea.
Summary: “OK,” Maurice says. “Got one more thing to show you and then we’ll go back and have a nice lie down. I always forget how tiring sightseeing is.”
A/N: Written for the prompt square "emotion: happiness" on my kissbingo card; the card is here. The sleeper journey referred to in this fic is herejulie_izumi 's Maurice/Lestrade icon inspired that, and this; my thanks again to her.  

Winter Sights

“Bloody hell, look at that!” Lestrade says, not for the first time. “Didn’t realize we were coming to Narnia.”

Scotland’s under snow, and even the snow is under hoar-frost, in the coldest December for 100 years. At breakfast in the hotel dining-room they’d sat watching patches of ice float down the Tay, and now they’re driving past field after glittering field of snow in the sunlight, under an improbably blue sky, past ghosted trees and hedges winking with ice crystals.

Lestrade can see why people fall in love with this place, can imagine how they would even without the charm of the snow. Must be a bleak landscape without that to soften it, though, and he knows from the photos in that magazine back at the hotel that it gets a lot grimmer and more dramatic further north. Thirty-Nine Steps country, probably, though he’s not sure where that is exactly.

Just past the winter solstice, not much time for sightseeing in this light, but they’re still pleasantly tired from the sleeper journey so they don’t want to overdo it. Soon be time to start thinking about heading back.

“One of these days I’d like to take you to Sutherland,” Maurice says.

That’s about as far north-west as you can go without falling off, right? Lestrade was rubbish at Geography, but he knows that much.

“It’s like the end of the world,” Maurice says dreamily, “but in a good way.”

Lestrade laughs. “What’s that when it’s at home?”

“There’s a single-track road to Achiltibuie–”

“Ocky-how much?”

“Achiltibuie,” Maurice says, refusing to be put off. “Goes past a ring of mountains with a plain like a sort of crater in the middle. It looks so old. I swear you wouldn’t be surprised if a dinosaur suddenly appeared.”

That’s Anderson’s next holiday sorted then.

“–And there are these islands called the Summer Isles–”

Sounds a bit Wicker Man, Lestrade thinks. Wasn’t the Christopher Lee character in that called Lord Summerisle? He shivers.

“The islands aren’t anything much but the view of them you get from Ullapool is just – completely magical,” Maurice says.

Never heard him like this about scenery before. Opera, sure. Still, Maurice getting excited is always nice, pretty much regardless of what’s set him off. Usually means more excitement later, too, which is even nicer.

“Too far for today, though,” Lestrade says.

“Oh Lord, yes,” Maurice says. “It’s about as far again the other side of Inverness, and that’s too far for now.”

“Pity,” Lestrade says. “Might have got a snap of Nessie.”

“Probably hibernating,” Maurice says. “Come back in the summer.”

Lestrade wouldn’t mind that at all. Especially if they got the sleeper again. Can’t think how he got to this age without having had sex on a night train before, but Christ that was good. Could still feel the swaying rhythm of it in his body at breakfast this morning. Mm.

“Summer could be nice,” he says hoarsely.

“You’ve gone again, haven’t you?” Maurice says, laughing.

No point pretending he hasn’t. Maurice always knows.

“OK,” Maurice says. “Got one more thing to show you and then we’ll go back and have a nice lie down. I always forget how tiring sightseeing is.”

Lestrade hopes the one more thing isn’t going to take too long because he’d quite like a nice lie down right now. But he doesn’t want to spoil Maurice’s pleasure in whatever it is he wants to show him.


The place is called Queen’s View: some people think it’s after Queen Victoria but apparently that’s wrong. A lake, no, loch, with some islands in it, surrounded by wooded hills and mountains. And Maurice was right: it’s worth the detour.

“Bet this is gorgeous in the summer as well,” Lestrade says.

“We could stop on the way back next time,” Maurice says. “Take the sleeper all the way to Inverness.”

“Sounds good to me,” Lestrade says happily.

“First time I came here was nearly thirty years ago,” Maurice says. “Walking holiday. After Clive dumped me. I remember thinking If I die tomorrow I’ll still be glad I’ve seen this place.

“Morbid sod,” Lestrade says affectionately. “Just as well you didn’t, eh?”

“If I’d known this was coming–” Maurice says.

He sounds so happy and so amazed by it that Lestrade has to kiss him till they’re both breathless.

“Definitely coming back in the summer,” Lestrade says.

“Oh good,” Maurice says. “I’m glad you like it too. I think it might be my favourite view in the world.”

Lestrade looks at Maurice, cheeks flushed and eyes bright in the cold December air. “Well up in my top ten.”

“You’re not even l– oh.” Maurice blushes up to the tips of his ears and pulls him into another passionate embrace.

Lestrade’s body is singing with happiness, veins fizzing with it. Please remember this, he begs his mind. Whatever else I lose when I’m old and going gaga, please hold on to this moment with Maurice.

They go on kissing till the freezing air and fading light remind them it’s time to head back.

“So what’s your favourite view?” Maurice asks.

“Best place to see that would be back at the hotel,” Lestrade says, nuzzling his neck. “In this weather at least.”

No point in risking frostbite, after all.

“Get in the car, you shameless DI,” Maurice says. “Now.”

Lestrade doesn't need telling twice. Looks like the best holiday he's ever had is about to get even better.



***


There are many fine photographs of Queen's View, including this one.  I don't own any of them.

Comments

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kalypso_v
Dec. 30th, 2010 03:46 pm (UTC)
I'm glad Maurice managed to get Lestrade out of doors some of the time, and to such memorable effect... Sounds like Sutherland might be the equivalent of Rosenkavalier (as far as you can go without falling off?) But Queen's View looks a little like Coniston, though without that particular beloved skyline of great hills, so now I want to send them there, though I don't suppose Lestrade will be interested as you can't do it by sleeper.
fengirl88
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:03 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! I'm glad you liked it, and I love the idea of Sutherland as Rosenkavalier!

I think Maurice could find a way to get Lestrade interested in most things, sooner or later, even without the aid of a sleeper... I haven't been to Coniston myself but can see the likeness from the pictures.
elfbert
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:07 pm (UTC)
Just can't get enough of Lestrade/Maurice! This is wonderful - I love the little glimpses into their lives. And I'm very glad that Lestrade is a shameless DI :)

Thank you!
fengirl88
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:10 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! so glad you love them and that you enjoyed this. *beams*

syien_island
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:29 pm (UTC)
“First time I came here was nearly thirty years ago,” Maurice says. “Walking holiday. After Clive dumped me. I remember thinking If I die tomorrow I’ll still be glad I’ve seen this place.”

“Morbid sod,” Lestrade says affectionately. “Just as well you didn’t, eh?”


This bit reminds me a bit of the novel, where Maurice wanders about in his depression after Clive breaks things off with him.

You are happy-making. You know that, right? While there seems to be a shortage of Maurice/Alec fics out there, you keep me very satisfied with the alternative Maurice/Lestrade.
fengirl88
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:43 pm (UTC)
*squeeing happily at your splendid RG icon*

thank you very much! I'm so glad these fics make you happy - they make me happy as well (as you can probably guess).
syien_island
Dec. 30th, 2010 06:55 pm (UTC)
GAAAHHHH!!! Thanks!!! I made it last night!!!
treez_r_green
Dec. 30th, 2010 08:23 pm (UTC)
I discovered this series yesterday after watching Maurice for the first time and it is so wonderful! I completely love this pairing and the way you write them is just beautiful!
fengirl88
Dec. 30th, 2010 08:33 pm (UTC)
thank you so much! *beams*

I love Maurice, both the book and the film - and Sherlock, obviously - so I'm very glad you like this pairing and the fics as well!
darthhellokitty
Dec. 31st, 2010 05:31 am (UTC)
Oooh, very pretty and very romantic too!
fengirl88
Dec. 31st, 2010 11:55 am (UTC)
thank you very much! it's a gorgeous view so putting them in front of it seemed a good idea for this exchange...
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fengirl88
Dec. 31st, 2010 02:35 pm (UTC)
wheee!!! *blushes and squeaks*

thank you very much! so glad you enjoyed all those things.

*blows kisses to you*

I haven't read The Namesake but it sounds as if I should.
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fengirl88
Dec. 31st, 2010 03:53 pm (UTC)
wheee fic!!

*does happy dance*

I know what you mean about drabbles - the kissbingo fic minimum is 500 and I keep thinking I'll manage to stick closer to it...
warriorbot
Dec. 31st, 2010 05:37 pm (UTC)
So beautiful! I'm glad your holiday was so inspiring.

And this:

"Please remember this, he begs his mind. Whatever else I lose when I’m old and going gaga, please hold on to this moment with Maurice."

melted my heart. It's gone all gooey now.

fengirl88
Dec. 31st, 2010 05:53 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! *blushes*

very glad you enjoyed it.

the journey to Dunkeld really was like that, though I didn't go to Queen's View this time. but it seemed the perfect setting for that scene between them.
rusty_armour
Dec. 31st, 2010 10:48 pm (UTC)
This story took me back to a 2003 visit to Scotland. It's wasn't winter, but I did see the Tay. *g* Your beautiful and detailed description helped me imagine the setting and make it even more romantic. Once again, it's great to see Maurice sharing something that means so much to him -- and Lestrade obviously appreciates it. The interaction between both characters is very sweet and touching. I love this part in particular:

“Oh good,” Maurice says. “I’m glad you like it too. I think it might be my favourite view in the world.”

Lestrade looks at Maurice, cheeks flushed and eyes bright in the cold December air. “Well up in my top ten.”

“You’re not even l– oh.” Maurice blushes up to the tips of his ears and pulls him into another passionate embrace.

fengirl88
Dec. 31st, 2010 10:55 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! *beams*

I'm so glad you liked it, and that bit in particular.

I used to live within sight of the Tay (though not the bit of it M and L can see from the hotel dining-room), and spent a very happy few days gazing at it from my friends' window over Christmas.

marysutherland
Jan. 6th, 2011 07:45 pm (UTC)
I'm just back from Drumnadrochit on Loch Ness, and the snow up there was wonderful as well - thanks for a reminder of properly glittery Scottish snow, not like southern English slush. I think some time Maurice should take Lestrade to Applecross in Wester Ross, which is murder to get to, up the Bealach nam Bo pass and its hairpin bends, but has wonderful views, a ruined Celtic monastery and a really good inn.

Incidentally, when are we going to learn what Lestrade and Maurice did at Hogmanay?
fengirl88
Jan. 6th, 2011 07:50 pm (UTC)
thank you - I'm glad you enjoyed it, and glad to hear the snow is wonderful at Drumnadrochit (which I have been to, though not for 20 years). I don't know Applecross, but it sounds good.

hmm, Hogmanay - I must give this some thought...
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