That was absolutely terrifying. Fraser/Stella paralysed my brain. When you got to Ray, you could have written that he was a pygmy hunter in Borneo because that would have been equally believed. God, for a moment, I was, "Argh! Fraser spurned Ray for the Stella and now he's turned to God because he has no one else and it's going to be a dark depressing angst/suicide fic".

I think I'm going to calm down now or go find somebody and kick them in the head to assert Ray's Rayness.

"Say Ten Hail Mary's or I'll kick you in the head!"