This was great! Such a really well done story! This surrealness and insanity, and you made it work, pulled me in. And I love Fraser, trying so hard to be firm and polite and figure things out, but all those walls get knocked down finally. Love the images of all the different Rays from all the different times, and the luggage that represents all the different stages of his life, and yeah:

"Okay, okay...I’m not going anywhere...calm down..." Ray said quietly. He looked up at Fraser’s face, and was shocked to see tears threatening to undo the Mountie. "Hey, what’s the matter?" He used his free hand to push Fraser’s hair off his face, and then continued to stroke through it, to try to calm him down.

"Ray, I..." Fraser gasped in a breath, "I need to unpack." With that, he burst into tears.

This was purely them. Nicely done!