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Challenge #374 - Little/Big

Title: Big Picture, Little Picture
Author: debbiet
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG
Word count: 1133
Characters: Jim Ellison, Blair Sandburg
Spoilers: None
Summary: Jim reflects on Blair's importance in his life.
Author's notes: This is written for sentinel_thurs little,big

Jim looked at his watch again. It was five minutes later than the last time he looked. He wasn’t a person that was comfortable sitting, waiting and doing nothing. He was a man of action. He closed his eyes, his mind going back to the telephone call he received at the station.

He rushed from the station, using his lights and siren to arrive at the hospital in record time. The officer had told him that Blair was involved in a traffic accident and was unconscious at the scene. There were four cars involved in the accident. Blair was being transported to Cascade General. Jim hung up the phone, told Simon what happened and rushed out of the bullpen.

When he arrived at the hospital, he asked about Blair. He was directed to the Emergency Room and was told to sit and wait until the attending physician could talk to him. Jim was about ready to protest, but decided against it. It wouldn’t get him information about Blair any sooner. He found a seat and sat down to wait.

Now, it had been twenty-five minutes. Jim had tried extending out his senses to try to pinpoint what area Blair was in, but it proved to be a futile gesture. He tried piggybacking hearing and sight, but that only proved to give him the start of a headache. It seemed that piggybacking worked best with Blair by his side. The thought brought a smile to Jim’s face.

Whether it was something big, like this whole sentinel business and Blair’s endless pursuit and worry about how Jim reacted to every stimuli or something little, like two buddies just hanging out watching a game on television or going camping, Jim realized that Blair meant the world to him. Blair was able to see beyond Jim’s gruff and rough exterior and explain to him about his senses and how everything worked. Early on, Jim realized that Blair did know what he was talking about and knew something about almost everything.

Jim would never admit it to Blair, but the sound of the younger man’s voice was an oasis in the desert. It was sometimes the only sane thing Jim could latch on. Yet, Blair always downplayed his role in the whole process, often telling Jim anyone could do what he did with a little bit of training. Jim knew that wasn’t the case.

Jim was brought out of his thoughts by a hospital employee approaching him. He recognized the man as a doctor that had been present at previous trips to the ER. Jim stood up.

“Detective Ellison. I was told that you were out here waiting on word about your partner.” The doctor extended his hand towards Jim.

Jim shook the doctor’s hand. “How’s Blair, Dr. Taylor?”

“He’s still unconscious. He took a hard hit to the head in the collision. The good news is that there’s nothing else seriously wrong with him. Bumps, bruises and a gash in his right leg. We’ll place him in Intermediate Care and keep an eye on him. And, you can stay with him, detective.”

“Thank you, Dr. Taylor.”

Jim was able to go into the examination room and wait by Blair’s side until there was a room available. He grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed, noticing how peaceful Blair seemed.

“This isn’t normal, Chief. I haven’t heard about what happened. I was looking forward to you helping me with my reports. Now would be a good time to wake up. You have me worried here.” Jim rubbed his hand up and down Blair’s arm, keeping contact with his anchor.


When they moved Blair to Intermediate Care, Jim took the opportunity to call Simon to update him on Blair’s condition and the fact that he was going to stay at the hospital, hoping that Blair awoke. Then Jim was able to latch onto Blair’s heartbeat and found his room. He walked inside just as the nurses were finishing getting Blair situated.

“Can I help you, sir?” The older of the nurses turned to face Jim.

“I’m Detective Jim Ellison, Cascade Police Department. Blair is my partner.”

“Partner? He’s a police officer?”

“No, he works as a consultant. He’s a valuable member of the department. Dr. Taylor mentioned that I could stay with him. It would be nice if he saw a friendly face when he woke.”

“Okay, Detective Ellison. Just don’t disturb him. He’ll come to when he comes to. You can’t rush this kind of thing.”

“I understand.” Jim stood by the bed as the nurses finished and then left the room.

Jim took a good look at Blair laying there. He could see bruises on Blair’s hands and noticed that his right leg was slightly elevated. Jim hoped that it wasn’t very long before Blair regained consciousness.

“You’ve got a hard head, Chief. I expect to see you up and about by the weekend. Remember, we have plans to go to that Farmer’s Market on the edge of the city. You’ve been bragging about the produce for weeks now. I’m not tackling somewhere like that on my own.”

Jim placed his hand on Blair’s arm, keeping the contact between them. He knew that there might be consequences from being unconscious, but he tried not to think about that.

“You know, I’ve come to rely on you to be a part of my life. You’re my family now, Blair. I can’t lose you.”

“Not… yet.” Blair’s eyes fluttered open. He frowned and closed his eyes.

“Hey, buddy. Just take it easy. You had me worried for a while.”

“Wasn’t… my… fault.”

“Well, I haven’t heard from the responding officers about that yet.” Jim patted Blair’s arm. “How are you feeling?”

“Like a got… run over by a bus. I had the green light and was halfway through the intersection when I got hit. It spun my car around. My head banged up against the driver’s side door.”

“Well, as soon as they determine that you haven’t lost your mind, they’ll probably spring you from here.”

“You were worried about me?” There was a note of surprise in Blair’s voice.

“Of course I was worried about you, Chief. You’ve become my best friend over the years. Plus that you are the expert on this sentinel stuff. That is a big responsibility and it would be hard to find someone else with your personality, not to mention your knowledge.”

“Thanks for the compliment. I think. That was a compliment, wasn’t it, Jim?”

“Yes, it was a compliment, Blair. Just get some rest and I’ll stay here by your side.”

“Thanks, Jim. You’re the best.” Blair’s eyes slowly closed.

Jim kept his hand on Blair’s arm as he drifted off to sleep. Once more, trouble had been averted.


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Feb. 25th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)
Thank goodness Blair has a very hard head. It sure has come in handy over the years. I like a story where Jim realizes Blair's value in his life. Very nice story about their friendship. Thanks for writing it for us.
Mar. 3rd, 2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it. I love writing friendship stories.
Feb. 26th, 2011 02:02 am (UTC)
Oh how I love Blair owwies. This was just right. YOu didn't let Jim suffer for too long. Great job, Debbie. Hugs, Patt
Mar. 3rd, 2011 06:52 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it. Thanks
Feb. 28th, 2011 11:24 pm (UTC)
Very Nice. In particular, I like that Jim realized just what Blair means to him.

Thank you.
Mar. 3rd, 2011 06:53 pm (UTC)
I like writing Jim as caring and concerned. After all, we all know he's just a softy inside :)
Mar. 1st, 2011 03:34 am (UTC)
Always nice to see Jim acknowledge Blair's importance in his life. :-)
Mar. 3rd, 2011 06:53 pm (UTC)
It was something Jim was very reluctant to do during the series, not wanting to show his caring side :) LOL
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