Follow the Tiger
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"Good idea," Jim interjected as he walked up to the porch. "We're about to have company."
"Who?" Blair asked.
"The sheriff," Jim and Cory replied together.
The five men watched as the sheriff's car pulled up. Johnson and Craig Bannister stepped out. Once greetings were exchanged, Cory asked, "Like some tea?"
"Yes, thanks." Craig took a glass.
Jim looked at the sheriff. "Find him yet?"
Johnson shook his head. "No body yet. But that river goes through some pretty remote territory. It wouldn't be surprising if we don't find him."
Craig asked, "Surely you don't think he survived, do you?"
Mac stared at his glass as Jim, Blair and Sam exchanged looks. "We'd feel better if you had found a body," Blair softly explained.
Craig reached over to squeeze Cory's shoulder and changed the subject. "Sure you want to leave me for this rough looking bunch?"
Cory glanced around, the voice of Grandmother Nighthawk ringing in his ears. The easy companionship between Jim and Blair was obvious. Mac's warm smile had a way of instantly putting him at ease. But best of all, he could feel the strength and support from Sam. He looked up at his mentor. "Sorry, Craig, but I think I belong in this bunch."
Sam gave him a quiet smile as he clicked his glass against Cory's. "Let the adventures begin."
The End
Author's note, 10/9/02: So Sam has now found his sentinel! No worries, I have a few more stories planned for this series, including another Christmas one. I also would like to get back to the Roachia series, and there is a TS/Witchblade story poking at me. Will just have to see which bunny pops up first.