Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

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The White Knight Mourning

(Missing Scene - "Gillian")

++++++++++Present++++++++++

Hutch looked down on Grossman. They finally caught him, but that didn't bring Gillian back. Hutch turned away, no longer able to stand the sight of the man on the floor. He leaned against the wall. His feelings for revenge had kept him going, but now he felt drained. His legs gave out and he slid to the floor. His head rested against the wall.

++++++++++Flashback++++++++++

Earlier today Hutch had received a phone call from Huggy to meet Starsky at Gillian's place. That was when he felt something was wrong. When he entered her apartment his mind completely refused to

cooperate when he saw Gillian's lifeless body lying on the floor.

He couldn't comprehend why Gillian was dead and what his partner was doing there.

The words Starsky said to him hadn't gotten through to him yet and his heart refused to accept the words that were spoken to him. Denial was his first reaction. What was Starsky saying?

Gillian wasn't a hooker. Not his girlfriend, not Gillian. But in the back of his mind he heard a little voice that kept saying.

You know he tells the truth. Starsky wouldn't lie to you.

His heart had broken in a thousand pieces. The turmoil going on inside of him made him feel so damned helpless. He wanted to scream to Starsky that he was a liar. That he was jealous. When the mixed emotions that were boiling underneath the surface suddenly exploded, he hit his best friend.

It didn't make him feel any better.

Gillian was dead.

Starsky held him while he broke down.

+++++++Present+++++++++++++

Hutch had truly loved her. Gillian was a lot like him. The two of them, a perfect match.

The white knight had finally found his princess, But unlike other fairy-tales this one didn't have a happy ending.

Hutch closed his eyes. He tried to fight back the tears. He failed miserably. One tear slipped through his eyelashes and more followed soon, leaving a wet trail on the pale skin of his face.

He laid his head in his hands.

Starsky looked at the defeated figure sitting on the floor.

What could you do when your best friend had just lost the love of his life?

It hurt Starsky to see Hutch in so much pain, but he felt somewhat relieved to see him get it all out.

That's it, Hutch..Let it out, buddy..Let it all out

Starsky walked towards his friend.

Hutch felt a warm hand touch his shoulder. When he looked up he noticed that Starsky had kneeled down in front of him. Hutch didn't turn away when Starsky gently wiped away the tears from his face.

"Are ya feeling better now, Hutch?"

Hutch slowly nodded, then he looked up at Starsky and took a deep shivering breath. "Yes, I think I feel better now."

"Good, are you ready to face Dobey?"

Hutch nodded again. He reached out his hand to Starsky who pulled him up.

"Okay, then. Come on, you big lummox," Starsky said affectionately. "Let's get outta here."

The End

Written by Sonja H. van Schalm

Edited by Patricia Lockard

June 2001