A call reveals a truth about Jim's past that he's not ready for. Blair is enough family for him, so the thought that he's related to a con artist in Tuscon does not please him. Unfortunately for Jim, once you poke the Tucson 7, they're likely to poke back.

When his work computer is infected by a super virus, there is only one person who can help Jim Ellison. a young, mysterious computer recluse, by the name of Blair Sandburg.

"To love another you have to undertake some fragment of their destiny." -- Quentin Crisp

The Sandburg Curse - on their thirtieth birthday members of Blair's family have been known to change sex for a year. But try telling Jim that! He learns the hard way that there's more to Blair than he ever thought, and also how tricky those Sentinel mating instincts can be when faced with a female Guide.

The tests confirm the initial diagnosis; the panic attacks are being caused by empathic overload. Your son Blair is definitely experiencing early onset of his ability's maturity. We can try dampening drugs..." Naomi grimaced in distaste at the suggestion and the doctor hurriedly added, "Of course, meditation has proven somewhat effective in many cases as well, though your son is rather young for such techniques..."

James Joseph Womak was a commander for the Alliance, proud to wear the purple uniform and determined to bring justice to the common farmers who lived rough lives on an outer rim dominated by smugglers and slavers and criminals. His side won, but he still lost. A shadowy group called the Institute took a little too much interest in a rare genetic gift of enhanced senses, and now he's on the run.

Two bitter old war horses really aren't good at forgiving or forgetting or letting evil grow like mold in those dark corners of the universe where other men are afraid to look.

Blair's noticed that Jim touches him all the time.

Inspired by the events at San Francisco's City Hall in Feburary of 2004.

Jim has an epiphany.

Summary: Jim starts listening in.
Kink: Sensory Deprivation: sight.

The mighty harpy eagle is the jaguar of the upper canopy. Simon is not amused.

"Fun? Sandburg, no sane person has ever called CLETA fun."

"I'm gender-bending." His partner's smile was almost gleeful. "Think the guys'll like it?"

"Gender-bending."

Sandburg crossed to the table and fished in the basket for his car keys. Jim tried not to stare at his ass. "Yeah," he said, his voice muted slightly because he was facing away. "I thought about out-and-out cross-dressing, but I figure at least one other person's gonna do that. It's too predictable.

"Why is he hiding under a desk and whining?" Jim snapped, fully awake and reaching for his gun, sweats and car keys, in that order. "I thought he was at a Christmas party?" Gun and sweats on, Jim was on the move.

"He was - he was. But I think someone spiked the punch bowl, and the Professor doesn't drink much and well, now he's under the desk and he won't come out and this is the first number on his speed- dial."

"Sorry," Jim said after a moment. "I thought you just said 'I want you.'"
Blair nodded. "Yeah. I did. I do. More coffee?"
Jim stared at his roommate in disbelief. Coffee? I-want-you-would-you-like-more-coffee?! His life had just turned into a bizarre piece of performance art, and Blair was pouring coffee.

"undercover as gay" fic

In a world that knows, loves, respects, but doesn't trust its Sentinels, Jim is determined to hide his abilities. He won't submit to a guardian ad litem having custody of him in a legal system that ranks him on the same level as a child. He will not give up his control, not to anyone.

"Why don't we all take our seats so we can begin the briefing," Colonel Ellison suggested as he walked to the far end of the room to command the chair at the head of the table. Dr. Sandburg took the chair to his right. The captain and the Ranger claimed the seats opposite of Dr. Sandburg, and Rebecca quickly moved to sit next to the unusual man before the other lieutenant could claim that seat. The warrant officer took his seat last, sitting next to the Ranger, and all faces turned to Colonel Ellison expectantly.

"Your commanders recommended you for this program based not only on outstanding performance in your duties but because of a genetic predisposition each of you has that could prove very beneficial in covert ops."

Yep, they're going to do this... they're going to have a baby... and now, they just have to figure out how to tell everyone else.

In a small town in the Cascade Mountains, people are dying, bodies found mauled by some kind of beast. The Winchesters think it's a werewolf and plan to hunt it. Ex-cop Jim Ellison and his partner Blair are also hunting the creature. The four are uneasy allies, but Jim's suspicions of the brothers lead him to uncover their family secret.

Author's notes: Ok, this story is a sort of hommage to a famous science fiction author. If we tell you who it is, we'll ruin it. The answer is at the back of the story, for the curious. (g) Mild spoilers for TS by BS: in fact, the story is sort of our slant rhyme response to the ep.

on a planet where humans infected with the shape-shifting nanovirus have been exiled, Jim and Blair meet for the first time under extraordinary circumstances. J/B, NC17

A year after Blair becomes Jim's official partner, things aren't working out too well - for either of them.

When instinct compells Jim and Blair to deepen their bond, neither are sure they should - or what the will happen if they do.

Jim unwillingly goes undercover in a role that is eerily what his life could have been like if he hadn't gone his own way and become soldier, cop and sentinel, almost destroying himself and Blair in the process.

An angora sweater brings an interesting change to Jim and Blair's relationship.

An AU off of the episode Remembrance: After Jim remembers Bud dying, Blair makes a wish on his behalf that things had turned out differently.

On the planet Pern, a young Holder's son is brought to Fort Wyer on Search, changing his life utterly.

Blair Sandburg had roamed the old west, healing and helping, searching for where he belongs. He is about to find out that it is not a place, but a person. * [first of four part series]

As the dawn light began to trickle into the loft, Jim lay in bed and studied the bruises marking Blair’s body. Written for PatK for the 2005 Moonridge auction. NC-17.

The only important thing to say, "I love you, Blair, don't die," was impossible until we got home. Impossible maybe even then, but damn it I was going to give it a shot.

"Are you going to let yourself notice now? Or do you want us to keep ignoring it?"

"Crazy. This is absolutely crazy", Blair said, pulling out of our first kiss just far enough to move his lips and speak. His lips touched mine in tantalizing little brushes like feathers. I knew it was turning him on from the way his his cock jumped in his khakis.

Jim and I were out celebrating our first big bust as "official" partners. We'd taken down Artie Hillerman, petty thief turned murderer for hire, just in time to save his third victim and were feeling pretty good about ourselves. At least I was; it was my first case as lead detective and we'd nailed it solid. I couldn't quite tell about Jim. He was being especially hard to read that night.

Swallow your pride, you will not die, it's not poison.
—Bob Dylan

Parents-what the hell are you gonna do with 'em? Willaim Ellison deals with TSbyBs-at least we hope he does.

After 3 years of no sex, Blair figures it just ain't gonna happen!

...in many of the AU/futurefic stories I've read, sentinels and guides are publicly acknowledged and accepted to exist. I wonder at what point could that actually happen...

The Life Line represents your vitality and the length of your life. This is the most important line on your hand and will always be present. The Life Line is the easiest to recognize and helps to determine where your other lines are.

Henry Mason sighed and rolled over to look at his wife, Sarah, "Them boys are at it again. I swear to God that roof is going to cave in on us one of these days. Or their bed is going to collapse."

"This Alex Barnes, Sam, she is one dangerous broad! Jesus! According to Ziggy, she's got a rap sheet like you wouldn't believe! Grand theft, industrial espionage, did three years in Corona, most of it in solitary for fighting..."

My girlfriend collects cute old couples, so of course she spotted these two right away.

Not Much of a Detective by ainm.

(First - Naomi doesn't get it)

Eyes on the knife in her hands as she carefully, methodically chopped through a mound of fresh organic tomatoes, Naomi Sandburg paid far more attention to her son's increasingly agitated pacing than to the ...

"Jesus, Dad, I remember- Jimmy used to- he could always- So it's true, which means Blair-" Steven stopped babbling and took a deep breath, eyes going wide. "Shit. What he did-"

Decision time. If I log the grades now, I don't have to come back in the morning, but if I leave now I might actually have time to grab something to eat before I crash. While eating doesn't exactly sound like the most appealing thing in the world right now, I can't remember the last time I did.

Jim is a sentinel who failed the U.S. Sentinel Program under questionable circumstances. Blair is the graduate student challenging the entire philosophy of the Sentinel Program in a world already nervous in the aftermath of terrorist attacks. The USSP would just like to see both men disappear.

It's 1814 and Captain James Ellison is called to London to investigate his brother's infatuation with Naomi Sandburg. First complete posting 22/1/06

Blair Sandburg is in prison, convicted of a crime he did not commit. Three and a half years into his sentence he meets a criminal defence attorney called Jim Ellison, who offers to take his case to appeal - for a price.

In a land beset by the fearsome, winged creatures known as the night terrors, a wounded guide with a mysterious past finds sanctuary at Baron James' castle. Humanity is on the verge of destruction, and not everything is as it seems...

In the twilight of the Mayan empire, a young priest is given a Toltec warrior as his first blood sacrifice.

Blair's been out of town. Jim is pissy, and not noticing things except his own horny state

A young shaman is caught out in the open during a moonhunt and his life is forever changed. Jim/Blair. Adult.

A year after Blair becomes Jim's official partner, things aren't working out too well - for either of them.

Jim gets a new habit.

Some one is trying to 'out' Jim and Blair. Who? And more importantly, how do they explain to their friends that they're *not* lovers?

As always, I have to thank saraid for letting me play in her Panther/Chief universe, and to my editors, who put up with so much from me. And please remember I cross my universes, *NOT* my pairings.

Jim, Blair, pheromones, and a girl.

Oshun takes an interest in the lives of a very clueless Sentinel and Guide. I think this story sets new records for number of sex scenes per kilobyte. Blame it on Oshun. ;)

Sandburg was awake, Sandburg was sitting downstairs in the dark — hell, what time was it? Four-thirty. *Four-thirty?* and Sandburg's heart was pounding, Sandburg was downstairs, in the living room, fucking freaking — freaking the fuck out by the suppressed sounds and scents of him.

Jim discovers his sixth sense.
NC-17
slash, drama
with Resonant | Nov 2000

Jen's a cop; Bayle's an anthropologist. They fight crime.

Jim stops taking second chances for granted. Date Archived: 09/23/07

by Martha and Lemondrop. Excellent and creepy.

Jim, college senior and star quarterback, meets a smart but geeky freshman tutor. After graduation, they eat peaches.

Jim/Blair -- NC-17 -- 29K