Switch Drabble - 200 Words - The Sentinel, Jim/Blair

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Fandom: The Sentinel
Pairing: Jim/Blair

“Jim, come on man, I’m fine,” Blair said, again, but the words were overshadowed by the stark white of the bandage he was holding to his throat. Not that it would have mattered: Jim wasn’t bothering to listen to the denials.

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It had happened so fast. It didn’t matter how far his senses ranged, or how well they worked, because time was still time, and fuck that punk had been quick. Even with the advanced warning his senses gave him, he just wasn’t close enough.

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Jim was shaking with the left-over adrenaline, knowing that a second slower and it would be Blair that was dead, a second slower and he would’ve been too late.

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Now, in the flashing lights of the patrol car and ambulance that had arrived when it was all over, he tried to accept that he hadn’t been too late, not really. He’d been fast enough, just fast enough, but still.

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“Jim, come on man, I’m fine, let’s go home.” Blair was sounding tired, trying to force Jim to focus on now, not then. And on the sidewalk, beside the yellow evidence marker, lay the switch-blade, Blair’s blood on cold metal, taunting him.