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hsavinienTitle: Be Seeing You
Author: H.Savinien
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Everyone involved belongs to Canada. I am not Canada.
Wordcount: 100
A.N.: Set shortly after "All the Queen's Horses," slight spoilers for series up to that point. Written for the Leslie Nielsen - Buck Frobisher Memorial Thing-a-thon! and cross-posted there. Resquiescat in Pace, Leslie Nielsen.
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“So,” Buck says. “You’re dead.”
Bob shrugs. “Unfortunately. Happens to us all.”
“You know Benton tracked them down?”
“Oh yes. I’ve been keeping in touch. Not that he appreciates it, of course. You’d think he’d like a chance to talk to me.”
“He’s a good man, Bob; you know it. Seems to be doing well in Chicago.”
“True. How are you doing, Buck?”
Buck waves a hand. “As well as can be expected. The damn politicians keep trying to put me behind a desk. You know how it is.”
Bob nods. “I know.”
“Be seeing you, Bob.”
“You will, Buck.”
Author: H.Savinien
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Everyone involved belongs to Canada. I am not Canada.
Wordcount: 100
A.N.: Set shortly after "All the Queen's Horses," slight spoilers for series up to that point. Written for the Leslie Nielsen - Buck Frobisher Memorial Thing-a-thon! and cross-posted there. Resquiescat in Pace, Leslie Nielsen.
***
“So,” Buck says. “You’re dead.”
Bob shrugs. “Unfortunately. Happens to us all.”
“You know Benton tracked them down?”
“Oh yes. I’ve been keeping in touch. Not that he appreciates it, of course. You’d think he’d like a chance to talk to me.”
“He’s a good man, Bob; you know it. Seems to be doing well in Chicago.”
“True. How are you doing, Buck?”
Buck waves a hand. “As well as can be expected. The damn politicians keep trying to put me behind a desk. You know how it is.”
Bob nods. “I know.”
“Be seeing you, Bob.”
“You will, Buck.”
