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Snake Oil by Martha (PG-13)
I've really enjoyed driving the van for The Sentinel this past month. I hope some of you have found great stories you've missed before. And maybe some new fans have decided to give our Jim and Blair a try. Here's my last rec and I've been saving a special treat.
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
saffronhouse
Author Website: Good Morning Sunshine
Why this must be read:
I'm not usually a fan of horror or the occult, but for some reason I love it when things that go bump in the night come after our guys. Horror and the supernatural are genres that mix well with The Sentinel. Super senses are made for seeing past the surface and a shaman is tuned into other planes of existence. Even in canon visions, spirit animals, and a ghost make an appearance.
Martha is one of the treasures of Sentinel fandom. Here she tells a classic tale starting with the minutiae of normality. When odd things start happening at first Blair thinks it's stress or that he's imagining things. When the horror becomes undeniable can Jim's strength and Blair's faith in his Sentinel save Jim's soul... and Blair's life?
Read an excerpt from Snake Oil
"Shut up, Sandburg," Jim said softly and without anger. He leaned back against the orange crates. "I know you did your best, but this has gotten away from both of us. It's my fault. I knew I was slipping. I knew I was dangerous. I just didn't want to believe it."
"Jim, no."
"Here, take my cell phone. Call Inglewood and get them to send an ambulance. Be sure and tell them I'm dangerous, liable to be violent. Then call Simon. He can meet me there and fill out the paperwork. There's no reason for you to go. I'm afraid it won't be very nice, Chief. Just go home. Finish that paper of yours."
Blair felt his face growing hot. His stomach rolled sickly. "No! Jim, no, absolutely not. You're not crazy, and there's no way in hell I'm going to let you commit yourself. Do you hear me? You are not crazy. And you're not dangerous, not to anyone else, least of all to me."
"I tried to kill you."
Snake Oil
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ:
saffronhouseAuthor Website: Good Morning Sunshine
Why this must be read:
I'm not usually a fan of horror or the occult, but for some reason I love it when things that go bump in the night come after our guys. Horror and the supernatural are genres that mix well with The Sentinel. Super senses are made for seeing past the surface and a shaman is tuned into other planes of existence. Even in canon visions, spirit animals, and a ghost make an appearance.
Martha is one of the treasures of Sentinel fandom. Here she tells a classic tale starting with the minutiae of normality. When odd things start happening at first Blair thinks it's stress or that he's imagining things. When the horror becomes undeniable can Jim's strength and Blair's faith in his Sentinel save Jim's soul... and Blair's life?
Read an excerpt from Snake Oil
"Shut up, Sandburg," Jim said softly and without anger. He leaned back against the orange crates. "I know you did your best, but this has gotten away from both of us. It's my fault. I knew I was slipping. I knew I was dangerous. I just didn't want to believe it."
"Jim, no."
"Here, take my cell phone. Call Inglewood and get them to send an ambulance. Be sure and tell them I'm dangerous, liable to be violent. Then call Simon. He can meet me there and fill out the paperwork. There's no reason for you to go. I'm afraid it won't be very nice, Chief. Just go home. Finish that paper of yours."
Blair felt his face growing hot. His stomach rolled sickly. "No! Jim, no, absolutely not. You're not crazy, and there's no way in hell I'm going to let you commit yourself. Do you hear me? You are not crazy. And you're not dangerous, not to anyone else, least of all to me."
"I tried to kill you."
Snake Oil
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