New Arrivals
Author-Vision
Titles

TS by JE
by Vision

Summary: It's Jim's turn to speak... Spoilers for TSbyBS.

Disclaimer: Canon characters do not belong to me. They are the property of Pet Fly and Paramount. I don't make any money etc., etc. Vision sends Becky a big thank you for all of her work

Jim inhaled deeply, hoping by some miracle he could keep his voice from faltering. The exhaled breath passed from his lips with a slight tremor. Re-adjusting his tie, he moved towards the podium. The bright lights of the camera crew causing him to blink involuntarily. Shifting his feet nervously, he focused his attention on anything but the eye of the camera. The camera lens looked frighteningly like the barrel of a gun. The man behind the shutter, like a marksman zeroing in on his target.

In a few short moments it would all be over, his career, his secret life as a Sentinel, and quite possibly his friendship with Blair. With practiced ease, he dialed down the many voices and noises in the room.

At first the voices had seemed to chant Blair's name over and over again, Blair lies, Blair lies, Blair lies, now they were but a jumbled word that held little or no significance to the Sentinel, Bartley, Bartley, Bartley.

Within moments there was only a slight whisper at the edge of his eardrum. The hushed voice called to him, coaxing him to give up this insanity, to allow others to speak. Jim turned his head slightly towards the source of the sound. Blair's eyes met his, pleading with him to step down, to move aside. Jim smiled slightly, turning away from the strangers that had stolen the thing most dear to him. Locking eyes with his partner, Jim began to speak.

"My name is James Ellison, and I am a Sentinel."

Jim watched as Blair closed his eyes to the uproar of voices. The sudden outburst was like a bullet puncturing his chest. The lights flickered and danced, prism tinted colors swirling before him. The multitude of unknown faces dissolving into thin air. The room tilted slightly, as a feeling of numbness edged its way into his mind. A strong somewhat rapid beat pounded in his ears. Blair's body shifted in and out of focus. A paper slid from his hand and hovered before him before making a slow descent to the ground...

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"Jim, don't try to talk. The ambulance is on its way. You stay with me, you hear me? Shhh. I'm right here. I'm the one who does the talking, remember?" Cradling Jim's body in his arms, Blair motioned for the crowd to step back. "Give him some air. Get back! Megan, get these people back!" Blair tightened his grip on his partner. "They got him, Jim. Bartley's safe. Next time, how about not throwing yourself in front of a bullet, okay? You hang on. Damn you, Jim."

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"Hello?"

"Naomi Sandburg?"

"Yes, this is she."

"This is Detective Brown of the Cascade Police Department. Your son asked me call you. There's been a shooting."

"Oh my god! Is Blair okay? Where is he?"

"He's fine Ms. Sandburg. Detective Ellison is in serious condition with a gunshot wound to the chest."

"I'll be right there. Please tell Blair I'm on my way."

With shaking fingers, Naomi disconnected the line and pressed another button on the phone. "Sid? I'm sorry. I'll have to call you back another time. Blair needs me. His friend Jim has been shot. I'll get Blair to call you as soon as he's up to it. There's a story he may want you to read."

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Blair held Jim's too cool hand in his own, wishing against the fates that Jim would open his eyes. His Sentinel stirred and slowly dragged his eyes open. Blair leaned in closer, unable to stifle his sense of relief. Blair's broad smile was answered by a slight upturn of Jim's lips. "Hey, Jim. How you doing, partner?"

"Hurts."

"I know, man. You gave me one hell of a scare. How are the dials?"

"Stuck."

Shifting his chair closer to his partner's face, Blair lowered his voice. "Let's try to turn them down, nice and slow. You're doing great."

"Blair?"

"Yeah, Jim?"

"I had the strangest dream."

"You rest. We can talk about it later."

"Okay, you stay?"

Settling himself more comfortably in the chair, Blair tightened his grasp on Jim's hand. "I'll be right here."

-The End-