Pairing: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg Rating: PG Disclaimer: Wish they were mine, but theyre not. I dont own them. Im not making any money from this... you know the drill. Warnings: None. Summary: Blair has a nightmare. Never seen that before, right?
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Nooo! Blair shot up in bed, panting, shaking. It was just a dream, man. Just a dream. He repeated the litany to himself, as he lay back down, wiping the wetness from his cheeks. Jim moved quickly down the stairs. Startled awake by his guides screams, worried, he hurried to check on Blair. Easing open the door, he was halted by his partners quiet voice. Dont hit the light, kay Jim? Blair was well aware that the darkness would be no protection from Jims Sentinel sight if Jim chose to exercise it, but at least Blair could have the illusion of its anonymity. Fine, just... whats wrong? You okay? Jim moved to sit beside his young partner, carefully not touching. Just a nightmare, man. Blair mumbled, embarrassed. Bad? A real doozy. Want to talk about it? Jim could think of a fairly long list of things that might cause the kid nightmares and unfortunately the longer Sandburg stayed with him, the longer the list got. No. Cmon Chief. You always tell me itll help. Thats cold, man. Throwin my own words back at me that way. Blair tried a weak laugh, attempting to diffuse the tension and distract his roommate from his current line of questioning. Just spit it out, Sandburg. In a last attempt to stall, Blair scowled, crossing his arms over his chest, Youll laugh. I wont, I promise. Well... Blair hesitated. How can I explain this without giving everything away? Jimll know that Im not telling the whole truth. I was running late... Oh yeah, thats new. Blair turned a sharp glare on his partner. Sorry Chief, you were running late? Yeah. My mom was getting married and I couldnt find her, or the church, and I was going to be too late. Too late? You mean, you were going to miss it? Blairs eyes flickered away a moment, Yeah. So then I finally get there just as the minister is pronouncing them man and wife. And Naomi turns to me and says Blair, come meet your new father. And when he turns... Blair attempted to swallow past the huge lump taking up residence in his throat. And? Blair? Jim asked, puzzled since nothing about the story so far seems particularly nightmarish. He turned around and what? It was Freddie Kruger? What? It was you, Jim. And you said Call me Dad. That wasnt all hed said though. In the dream, Jim had pulled Naomi into his arms for a long, passionate kiss. When they were finished, hed turned back to Blair with cold eyes and said Theres only room for one Sandburg in my life, in my loft, and in my heart. So long, Chief. It was then that Blair had actually woke himself screaming. Definitely not telling Jim that part though. It was me? Jim was confused, and beginning to wonder whether or not to be offended. I married your mom, and this causes you to wake up screaming? Jim... So whats wrong with me then? Jim was starting to build up a good head of steam now. Im not good enough husband material for your mom? Jim, nobody... Maybe Id be a good husband. Did you ever think of that? Jim jumped up and began rapidly pacing the small confines of Blairs room, like a panther in a cage. Maybe someone would be happy, thrilled even, to marry me. Jim, I didnt mean... I could probably go out right now and find dozens of women whod marry me! I dont want you to marry someone else. Blair whispered. Naomi should be so lu-... Someone else? Jims tirade crashed to a halt. Blair doesnt want me to marry someone else. Does that mean... Blair? Blair sat in the bed, hunched over, hiding his face in his hands, resting them against his raised knees. His hair curtained loose around his head, adding another screen between his heated cheeks and Jims prying eyes. Jim moved slowly to sit on the edge of Blairs bed. Blair, do you... know someone... whod be happy, or thrilled even, to marry me? With a muffled uh huh, Blair nodded, without lifting his head. Jims heart began a little fluttering dance in his chest, Well, why didnt they say anything to me? couldnt. Blair still didnt lift his head, unwilling to risk seeing that same nightmare look of rejection in Jims eyes. Blair, Jim smoothed a large hand over Blairs soft curls, letting his fingers slide through them as hed longed to do for ages. Lifting his guides chin, Jim dried Blairs wet cheeks with his thumbs. Theres only one Sandburg Id ever marry. Blairs eyes drifted closed, as he drew in a deep breath. Jim waited until Blair opened his eyes again before continuing, and its definitely NOT your mother. Jim could feel the huge silly grin taking over his face, but couldnt stop it. Jim, Blair gasped, throwing his arms around the bigger mans neck to draw him into a passionate kiss. Breaking off the kiss only when oxygen became necessary, they lay panting side by side. Jim turned to look at his beautiful partner, a sly grin lighting his features, So, Blair, he teased, whos your daddy? as he leaned over to pull Blairs left nipple into his mouth, tugging at the silver hoop with his teeth and tongue. Blair arched into his partners mouth, alternating gasps and giggles. Only you, Jim, only you.
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