crack_van | Wind Whispering, by Panik (teen)

Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: gen
Length: long
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Temple of the Sentinels
Why this must be read:

I love Alternate Universes. No matter the lives Jim and Blair are living fate inevitably brings them together. And I love action and adventure. Panik delivers both.

Jim has been driven by his erratic senses from Cascade to Beaver Falls, a small mountain town where has has taken the job of Sheriff. Jim does not welcome hippie Blair when his old broken-down psychedelic van strands him there as winter approaches. There are secrets in the town and a young woman in peril. Trouble-magnet Blair can't help getting involved.

A hint of Wind Whispering

Marla giggled again. "Look, why don't I give you a lift down to Tony's garage?" she said. "There's a really nice little diner next door. While he fixes your van, we can clean up and get a cup of coffee or something...?"
"Or something," Blair nodded, with a grin. Incredibly - against all known laws of probability, this corn-fed country Goddess was interested in him and he... he was so turned on by that! Well, cool. Mom surely wouldn't mind waiting a while longer. If he was going to be stuck in this yuppy town, he might as well wait it out in the company of a nice looking girl.
"That sounds... that sounds really nice, thank you." He smiled his warmest, most flirtatious smile at her. Oh. My God, Blair thought, this girl is so coming on to me!
"You got a problem, there, Marla?" A clear, masculine voice cut through their happy bubble.
"Oh! No, Sheriff," Marla called back. Blair glanced behind him to see the man glaring balefully at his beaten, broken, beloved old van. "Mr Sandburg - Blair here, his van broke down, I'm just giving him a lift down to Tony's; try and get it fixed..."
The Sheriff was climbing out of his truck, walking, no - stalking, towards them. Shit! The man was about seven feet tall, built like a heavyweight champion and the look in those cold blue eyes told Blair only too clearly what the Sheriff thought of him - same thing men like that always thought about guys like him...
'Long haired little hippie shit. Look at him, he's filthy!' Jim thought, giving Blair the once-over. Kid was sitting, oh so damn casual, on the steps of some broken down heap of a van. He was wearing real tight pants that left nothing to the imagination and told Jim exactly what was on his mind as he 'chatted' to lovely Marla Cunningham. Jim lifted his gaze to a brightly colored vest slung over a dirty white shirt; unbuttoned and way too big for his small frame so that it hung open, almost to his navel, revealing a deal too much tanned skin and chest hair. The kid had one booted ankle up on the knee of his torn, worn jeans, showing the hole in the sole of his boots. Topping off the whole improbable ensemble was a beat-up, old leather cowboy hat; the rim worn soft, so that it flopped lazily over more hair than Jim had ever seen on a human male.
The little gypsy was staring up at him with a pair of startlingly large, blue eyes and a face dirtied by a thick scrape of oil. Somehow, that made Jim madder than ever. 'Who the hell is this hippie-gypsy shit and what's he doing in my town, chatting-up Marla Cunningham?' Hell, 'chatting up' didn't begin to cover it - the air reeked of sex. Jim couldn't stand it. Resisting the urge to hurl the little bastard over the hood, cuff him and throw him in the slammer till he could shake down this van for the narcotics he just knew were hidden there, Jim peered through the windows of the rusted van, frowning at the psychedelic paint job. Who the hell paints a vehicle so many colors? The effect was strobing on his retinas, inducing a powerful headache, making him irritable... "This your vehicle?" he snapped?

Wind Whispering

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Another good choice! Although this Jim is a little crankier than I like, it's still one of my favorite stories by this author. Lots of nicely written original characters. Jim still in a career that makes him the warrior protector and Blair invested in the spirit world.

Nice!

Glad you like it.

Jim warms up after awhile OK. I actually think his original reaction is very much in line with his witch-doctor punk remark and throwing Blair up against the wall in canon.

It is actually my previous rec, Wages of Sin, where I find Jim over-the-line cold at the beginning, but it was forgivable once I got into the story.

This is one of my favorite stories, too. And the slow thaw that Jim does is very fine reading,indeed.
Laurie

That would be me.

Thanks for the rec. (o:

Wind Whispering, by Panik (teen)

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