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Simon Says

by Susan Monica

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Blair followed Jim out of the elevator to the loft, trying keep up with his partner's longer strides, talking all the way. He was breathless as he caught Jim's arm and tried to halt his progress into their apartment.

"But I didn't get hurt. I mean, its just a little cut on my forehead."

Jim shook his head in exasperation and pushed open the door, grabbing Blair by the back of his jacket collar and pushed him through the door.

"But you could have been hurt, hell you could have been killed. If Henri hadn't come up behind that burglar and gotten his attention he could have shot you instead. Let me see your forehead again." Jim turned Blair's face towards him ignoring the blue pleading gaze. Sighing, he put his hand on Blair's neck and pushed up his chin with his thumb, staring at the small bloody furrow the gun barrel had made. "He got you pretty good." He leaned closer to Blair and slid his hand down to his shoulder, tightening his grip to give Blair a hard shake. "It could have been worse. You are damn lucky the Captain didn't pull your ride along pass. He is as mad as hell."

Blair tried to head off his reprimand. "Yeah, I was there remember? Talk about intimidation - whew! I mean, ya know when he got up close and started yelling? Waving that cigar around and those are the biggest hands I've ever seen." Blair rubbed his chest absentmindedly. "Those fingers poking me every time he said, "How many times have I told you to stay put Sandburg!" "What do I mean when I say stay put Sandburg?" Blair was trying to mimic Simon's deep tones. "And why didn't you help me out? He scared the hell out of me when he got so up close in my face."

"Help you out! Sandburg, I agreed with him. You're lucky I didn't kick your butt after that little stunt. I told you to stay in the truck."

"But he saw you and then you just stood there like you didn't see him, I thought you were zoning man!"

"I was the decoy Chief, you've heard of decoys haven't you. We needed to draw him out that was part of the plan. The one where I draw him out and Henri sneaks in around him. We do it all the time, and it was working perfectly until you came out shouting and then all hell breaks loose."

"Well, I would have had him it I hadn't tripped!"

"No, we would have had him, except you tripped and he now he had you and was waving his gun around ready to blow your head off."

Blair held up his hands, "Okay, okay lets not get into this again. Simon, uh I mean Captain Banks covered all of this. And to tell you the truth, I think he really likes me. I mean in between all that yelling he did call me one of his people- that's good huh? I mean if he really didn't like me he wouldn't have said that right? So…..all I have to do is …"

"Listen!" Jim's index finger tapping against Blair's forehead accompanied his next words. "All you have to do is listen Chief. First to me, to the Captain next, if you don't want another ass chewing."

Blair winced as he stared up into Jim's angry blue eyes. He put his hand up and rested it on Jim's chest. "I know. Look Jim I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"No! You listen to me Chief. I let the Captain chew you out hoping it might get through to you. This isn't a game. Lives depend on your listening to me and obeying orders. Whether you understand them or not, you've got to get that through your head."

Blair was shaking his head, auburn curls bouncing as he patted Jim's chest. "Yeah, yeah I've got it. I promise I'll stay in the truck. I don't make a move until you say so, now let's eat, man I am starving." He gave Jim's broad chest one more pat before turning and heading for the kitchen. He went to the fridge and pulled out steaks he had been marinating. Placing them on the counter, he opened a cabinet door and started pulling out spices.

Jim took a deep breath and let it out. He started towards the kitchen. "Okay, I'm glad we got that settled. Things should run a lot smoother now. The Captain can be a little tough Chief, but he really knows how important it is to follow orders. I mean when Simon says…"

Blair looked up from the steaks he was preparing and grinned. "Huh? What did you say Jim, I wasn't listening."

Jim stopped in his tracks staring at Blair's grinning face. "Oh kid, I really am gonna have to kill you."

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