Blackout
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"I mean it. I'm always here, partner."
Blair stood with Jim and reached out, placing a hand on his friend's arm. "I know, Jim. Thanks."
"Get some sleep." With a returning touch and a nod toward Blair's room, Jim moved around the living room to close the shades, blocking out the sun that was insisting the time for sleep had passed.
Blair yawned his way to his room, shedding clothes as he went. As he fell onto the soft mattress, Jim's words stayed with him. I'm always here. He'd been there, in the dark shop, while Giovanni was taunting Blair. He was sure of it! How else could Blair have been brave enough to take that man on, giving his friend the break he'd need to take him down? But Jim said he'd heard Blair from above, in the loft. And yet...Blair was certain he'd felt Jim with him.
He sighed, pulling a blanket over his tired body, and closed his eyes. Whatever mystery last night held, it would have to wait. There were other things in line to be worked out. His lost week that was coming back had to be dealt with. Then there was his entire mental image of having told Eli all about Jim. He still wanted to do that, somehow. And the little problem of him having made an ass of himself in the Station yet again.
Wondering how he could have been so certain of Jim's presence at a time when he supposedly wasn't there would just have to wait. A little while.
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