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So, it seems that I've stumbled into the alternate universe where Ray Kowalski finished college and became a forensic anthropologist instead of a detective. Because I swear, my professor today looked just like Ray, if Ray were a redhead and Fraser somehow talked him into a wearing a badly-fitted suit and an ugly tie.
I have proof.
You know, even if this class didn't look like it was going to be interesting as all hell (we're doing a unit on arson! and forensic psychology! and whether our university founder was murdered!), this would be a pretty strong incentive to stay, just for the ogling opportunities. I think weedy, geeky guys are pretty hot to begin with, but a weedy, geeky guy that looks like RayK? YES PLEASE.
There needs to be an AU where one of Ray's college professors gets him into forensic science, and it seems just awesome enough to him that he scrapes together the money and sticks through the rest of the university so he can stay in the bio labs. And Stella approves of it because he's home to make her dinner, and it's nice to have an extra informed opinion when she's going over the briefs the police send her, and being a scientist seems pretty respectable even if it isn't as cool as being a cop like he used to want to be. But then they break up, because he starts working longer hours and she works longer hours and they never see each other, and no matter how many dorky ties he wears and how much hair gel he uses he's still a boring college professor, and not even at something important that's going to win him a Nobel Prize, he just teaches undergrads and pokes around the osteology lab all day. And then Ray and his experimental hair are sad.
But! Then a mysterious body turns up in the woods outside Chicago and the police are baffled, just baffled, about who it is or how they died except that it might be Canadian, because it was wearing Canadian sneakers or something. So they call in the RCMP officer attached to the Chicago consulate to be their Canadian police consultant and they call in Ray to be their forensic science consultant and tell them what the heck happened to their skeleton. And Ray is very confused, because this mountie - Benton Fraser, seriously, who the hell names their kid Benton? - is very weird but also very very hot and Ray hasn't fallen this hard for a guy since, uh, ever. Not that he has much time to worry about it, since people keep trying to kill them in unnecessarily dramatic and painful ways and might have succeeded if Fraser hadn't also been the most bad-ass mountie ever, and Ray is so going to end up in bed with him.
...I think my brain got away from me there.
I have proof.
You know, even if this class didn't look like it was going to be interesting as all hell (we're doing a unit on arson! and forensic psychology! and whether our university founder was murdered!), this would be a pretty strong incentive to stay, just for the ogling opportunities. I think weedy, geeky guys are pretty hot to begin with, but a weedy, geeky guy that looks like RayK? YES PLEASE.
There needs to be an AU where one of Ray's college professors gets him into forensic science, and it seems just awesome enough to him that he scrapes together the money and sticks through the rest of the university so he can stay in the bio labs. And Stella approves of it because he's home to make her dinner, and it's nice to have an extra informed opinion when she's going over the briefs the police send her, and being a scientist seems pretty respectable even if it isn't as cool as being a cop like he used to want to be. But then they break up, because he starts working longer hours and she works longer hours and they never see each other, and no matter how many dorky ties he wears and how much hair gel he uses he's still a boring college professor, and not even at something important that's going to win him a Nobel Prize, he just teaches undergrads and pokes around the osteology lab all day. And then Ray and his experimental hair are sad.
But! Then a mysterious body turns up in the woods outside Chicago and the police are baffled, just baffled, about who it is or how they died except that it might be Canadian, because it was wearing Canadian sneakers or something. So they call in the RCMP officer attached to the Chicago consulate to be their Canadian police consultant and they call in Ray to be their forensic science consultant and tell them what the heck happened to their skeleton. And Ray is very confused, because this mountie - Benton Fraser, seriously, who the hell names their kid Benton? - is very weird but also very very hot and Ray hasn't fallen this hard for a guy since, uh, ever. Not that he has much time to worry about it, since people keep trying to kill them in unnecessarily dramatic and painful ways and might have succeeded if Fraser hadn't also been the most bad-ass mountie ever, and Ray is so going to end up in bed with him.
...I think my brain got away from me there.