The BS Factor by Jen Riddler (NC17)

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

Fandom: The Sentinel
Pairing: Jim and Blair
Author on LJ: hellblazer06
Author's Website: Nine Muses

Why this must be read:
It’s hard to know how to rec this without spoiling it. Suffice to say, the Blair here is not the Blair we know and love. This story was written early in the show’s run, in ’97, and apparently caused something of a kerfuffle at the time. I can see why.

Blair backed up against the wall as the back up guy melted from the scenery into the street. Both guns swung down on Blair's head. Jim rose up from his vantage point on the roof. The rapid pace of Blair's heart pounded in his ears, the adrenalin in his sweat almost intoxicated him. The slightest movement of the blue irises held him, as Blair watched him rise up, then stop, as one of the guns turned from Blair to what Blair was watching.

Blair saw Jim slow to a stop, unseeing, unaware of the gun turning towards him.

Shit, Jim, not now, he pleaded in a fraction of a second that lasted for an hour.

Jim was zoned, focused so tightly, entirely on Blair, and the second gun that now almost pressed to his temple.

Without time to breath, Blair snapped up the arm that held the gun on him with an audible snap, catching the gun as it dropped from suddenly numb fingers, firing, dropping the second gun man, the bullet breaking wet brains onto the tarmac as the body fell, gun falling from the loose hand, skittering across the ground with a metallic rasp. The second kid made a dive for it, screaming as a bullet ripped through his hand. He fell into a rocking, writhing foetal position, clutching his bleeding and broken hands to his chest as Blair stood over him with the gun.

"Jim!" he called snapping his sentinel back to attention.

What Jim had watched registered suddenly with his conscious mind. The smell of hot metal, cordite, blood and bone assaulted him, as did the sound of the kid's whimpers.

Blair was all right. Blair was safe.

The BS Factor

It doesn’t have a happy ending but is not a death fic. There’s a sad little sequel that gives some resolution:
The Blair Project

Comments

[lianneb.livejournal.com]

Eep! The Sentinel story that make fen curl up in fetal balls, whimpering. I read it back close to when if was first posted, and I've never been able to bring myself to read it again. It was just way to intense.

Shudder.

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

heh heh heh! I live it ::is ebil::

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

love it, even (sheesh!)