Feeling Thin by Donna Jones aka WithDiamonds (NC-17)

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Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: 10K
Author on LJ: withdiamonds 
Author Website: It’s a Dirty Story site  and  at the AO3 archive

Why this must be read: It’s another favorite genre of mine: Can Sentinel!Jim survive on his own without Blair? I think he could – I just don’t think he’d do as well. Or have any fun!

It’s immediately post-series and Blair is going to attend the Police Academy for four weeks. Four weeks that he is sure Jim will not be able to handle without problems. Simon is waffling on the subject, but Jim is offended. However, Jim *does* seem to be having some difficulties – his senses are, for lack of a better word, wonky:

Jim wasn't listening. He was smelling. He raised his head and sniffed delicately at the air. "Do you smell that?" What was that stench? Rotten eggs? Gasoline? Dog shit? Spilled perfume? He couldn't quite pinpoint it, it was too elusive for that. It seemed to be coming from the break room, or maybe from Simon's office, or the elevator, he wasn't sure. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He realized that he was smelling the pack of gum in his top desk drawer. He pulled it out, studying it carefully. Just gum. He shook his head, and then unwrapped a piece. He touched it carefully with his tongue and gagged. The peppermint practically burned the taste buds off of his tongue. What the hell was going on here? Great, another incident to report to Sandburg. If this shit kept up, Sandburg would have Simon lock him up at the station. Four weeks of paperwork, four weeks of feeling like an idiot. Maybe he should take a four-week vacation, go fishing or camping or something. Maybe go to Cancun. Nah, that wouldn't be any fun without Blair. He envisioned warm nights, warmer bodies. He sighed and tried the gum again. Completely normal this time. Damn.


Meantime, discovering that Blair is finding his time at the academy “fun” is increasing his exasperation. Will he be able to survive without his guide? Read this to find out.

Donna wrote a handful of TS stories in 2000-2001, and most of them run to heavy angst. “I’m Not Saying” has been recommended previously, and is a wonderfully realistic treatment of the dissertation issue post “Night Shift”. This one is quite a bit lighter. Enjoy.

Feeling Thin

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