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Seducing Sandburg by Dolimir (Mature)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Characters Jim Ellison, Blair Sandburg, Rafe, Henri, Jack Kelso
Length 16,105 words
Author's Warning none given
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dolimir_k
Author's website: Her page at AO3
Summary:The police need to find Jack Kelso. Their only link, a grad student named Blair Sandburg. What's a smart police detective to do?
Why this must be read: Check out who's watching who in this AU intriguing story, where nothing is as it seems. I really liked how competent Blair is, how he's barely squeaking by, but he's got so many angles covered that the reader can see for themselves that he's as clever and smart as we've been told to believe. Rafe also comes across as a strong character, and it's an interesting contrast that Henri is doing the same exact job as Rafe, on stakeout duty watching grad student Blair Sandburg, and Henri's bored to tears and Rafe is fascinated by Blair's character.
There's all kinds of layers of deception going on here, but also some truths that shine through those layers, making this a story you want to come back to and re-read. Which is what I've done for this rec.
* * *
"What about you, Rafe?"
"What about me, sir?"
"What's your opinion of the stakeout?"
Rafe shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Well, I have to agree with Henri regarding the unlikelihood of Kelso trying to contact Sandburg."
"But..." Simon prompted, when his newest detective hesitated.
"But I don't find the stakeout boring at all. Sandburg is a fascinating individual."
"How so?" Jim Ellison, Simon's senior detective, spoke for the first time.
"He's a contradiction in terms on practically every level."
"Explain," Ellison said quietly, but intently.
The younger detective opened the manila file in front of him and slid a color photo down the table to his superiors. "What's your first impression when you look at his picture?"
Simon snorted. "He looks like a neo-hippie flower child."
"And you would expect what?" Rafe prompted, encouragingly.
"I don't know. Sex, drugs and rock and roll?"
"I wish." Henri rolled his eyes, but nodded to his partner to continue, as if saying you got yourself into this, you get yourself out.
"Would it surprise you to find out that he's a very respected teacher? He started college when he was sixteen and got his bachelor’s in anthropology in three years, with minors in psychology and sociology. He then spent three years traveling the world with his mentor Eli Stoddard, who had been assigned to evaluate the different anthropological and archeological sites that Rainier was sponsoring worldwide. He's been to Irian Jaya, Brazil, the Amazon Basin, New Guinea, the Fiji Islands, hell, even Sumatra. He's written numerous articles for scientific journals," Rafe said excitedly, sliding more pieces of paper across the table. "He's garnered the reputation of being one of anthropology's rising stars. He wrote his master’s thesis two year ago about a type of guardian that most ancient tribes had and is currently working on his doctorate."
Henri moaned, shaking his head. "You had to ask."
"He abhors recreational drugs, eats healthy, apparently abstains from sex, although men and women alike practically throw themselves at him. He's friendly, always willing to help a friend, and yet rarely asks for help himself."
"How does this help us?" Simon asked quietly.
Rafe opened his mouth to speak, but Henri cut him off. "It doesn't."
The younger detective sat back in his chair and shot a disgruntled look at his partner.
"Rafe?" Jim asked quietly, when it became apparent the younger man wasn't going to say anything more.
"Look, Jim," Henri cut in before his partner could speak. "While I may not be a member of the Sandburg Appreciation Club like my partner here, I gotta admit, it's doubtful that Kelso has or will contact him or that the kid would have anything to do with him if he did." Turning to Simon, he added, "What I want to know, sir, is what's it gonna to take to get us off this detail?"
"It's not that simple, Henri," Simon said apologetically, leaning back in his own chair. "However, that's why I've asked Jim to sit in with us today."
"No offense, Ellison, but what can you do that we haven't already tried?" Henri asked tiredly.
Jim shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I'm going to try to get close to Sandburg."
Seducing Sandburg by Dolimir
Pairing: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Characters Jim Ellison, Blair Sandburg, Rafe, Henri, Jack Kelso
Length 16,105 words
Author's Warning none given
Author on LJ:
dolimir_kAuthor's website: Her page at AO3
Summary:The police need to find Jack Kelso. Their only link, a grad student named Blair Sandburg. What's a smart police detective to do?
Why this must be read: Check out who's watching who in this AU intriguing story, where nothing is as it seems. I really liked how competent Blair is, how he's barely squeaking by, but he's got so many angles covered that the reader can see for themselves that he's as clever and smart as we've been told to believe. Rafe also comes across as a strong character, and it's an interesting contrast that Henri is doing the same exact job as Rafe, on stakeout duty watching grad student Blair Sandburg, and Henri's bored to tears and Rafe is fascinated by Blair's character.
There's all kinds of layers of deception going on here, but also some truths that shine through those layers, making this a story you want to come back to and re-read. Which is what I've done for this rec.
* * *
"What about you, Rafe?"
"What about me, sir?"
"What's your opinion of the stakeout?"
Rafe shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Well, I have to agree with Henri regarding the unlikelihood of Kelso trying to contact Sandburg."
"But..." Simon prompted, when his newest detective hesitated.
"But I don't find the stakeout boring at all. Sandburg is a fascinating individual."
"How so?" Jim Ellison, Simon's senior detective, spoke for the first time.
"He's a contradiction in terms on practically every level."
"Explain," Ellison said quietly, but intently.
The younger detective opened the manila file in front of him and slid a color photo down the table to his superiors. "What's your first impression when you look at his picture?"
Simon snorted. "He looks like a neo-hippie flower child."
"And you would expect what?" Rafe prompted, encouragingly.
"I don't know. Sex, drugs and rock and roll?"
"I wish." Henri rolled his eyes, but nodded to his partner to continue, as if saying you got yourself into this, you get yourself out.
"Would it surprise you to find out that he's a very respected teacher? He started college when he was sixteen and got his bachelor’s in anthropology in three years, with minors in psychology and sociology. He then spent three years traveling the world with his mentor Eli Stoddard, who had been assigned to evaluate the different anthropological and archeological sites that Rainier was sponsoring worldwide. He's been to Irian Jaya, Brazil, the Amazon Basin, New Guinea, the Fiji Islands, hell, even Sumatra. He's written numerous articles for scientific journals," Rafe said excitedly, sliding more pieces of paper across the table. "He's garnered the reputation of being one of anthropology's rising stars. He wrote his master’s thesis two year ago about a type of guardian that most ancient tribes had and is currently working on his doctorate."
Henri moaned, shaking his head. "You had to ask."
"He abhors recreational drugs, eats healthy, apparently abstains from sex, although men and women alike practically throw themselves at him. He's friendly, always willing to help a friend, and yet rarely asks for help himself."
"How does this help us?" Simon asked quietly.
Rafe opened his mouth to speak, but Henri cut him off. "It doesn't."
The younger detective sat back in his chair and shot a disgruntled look at his partner.
"Rafe?" Jim asked quietly, when it became apparent the younger man wasn't going to say anything more.
"Look, Jim," Henri cut in before his partner could speak. "While I may not be a member of the Sandburg Appreciation Club like my partner here, I gotta admit, it's doubtful that Kelso has or will contact him or that the kid would have anything to do with him if he did." Turning to Simon, he added, "What I want to know, sir, is what's it gonna to take to get us off this detail?"
"It's not that simple, Henri," Simon said apologetically, leaning back in his own chair. "However, that's why I've asked Jim to sit in with us today."
"No offense, Ellison, but what can you do that we haven't already tried?" Henri asked tiredly.
Jim shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I'm going to try to get close to Sandburg."
Seducing Sandburg by Dolimir
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I was surprised that this story hadn't been recced here before, actually.
Laurie