Wheels Within by Legion (NC-17)

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Fandom: THE DEAD ZONE/THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Johnny Smith/Bruce Lewis, Jim/Blair
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Legion's Fanfiction
Why this must be read:

I admit, I'm not much of a Sentinel fan, but Wheels Within is still a worthy read from the Dead Zone side of things. Johnny and Bruce are on the return leg of a road trip and end up sharing a room at a Bed & Breakfast that once was booked by a rather unusual couple. The intensity of the visions they left behind lead Johnny and Bruce to a police officer in Cascade... and a strange link from the other end of things ties Blair to a psychic in Maine. On a personal level, the visions act as a catalyst for Johnny/Bruce, but the relationship is allowed to develop at its own pace, with understanding on both sides.

With an incredible act of will John divorced his mind from Blair's, looking around the room as much as possible while she had her eyes open. "Nothing," he murmured. "Two suitcases on the other bed, unpacked, no markings, only difference, except for the gun Blair's putting on the stand."

"Gun?" Bruce whispered, almost in his ear.

"Don't know what kind, but I think I could recognize it later. She's setting it down next to a wallet. I can see a flash of gold..."

With a jolt John was back in the here and now, arm stretched out toward the nightstand, holding an invisible shoulder holster. "Cop. He's a cop," he said with absolute certainty.

"That explains... John!"

Bruce caught him as he collapsed, and all John could do was let him. Every ounce of strength he had drained out, and his sight grayed around the edges, warning him of the very real possibility of passing out. Inured by his years as a therapist, Bruce got him to the other bed and stretched out with a minimum of effort and fuss. With what small resources he had left, John clung to Bruce's sleeve, irrationally alarmed at the idea of being unconscious in this room.

Wheels Within