Be Careful What You Wish For
Summary: Blair Sandburg is a detective and Criminal Consultant for the Cascade Police Department. He works in Homicide. Did I mention that Blair is a Psychic? He sees things by touching them. Jim Ellison is a Detective in Major Crimes having trouble with his senses and praying he doesn’t lose his job. Will they meet and things work out? You’ll have to read and see.
Warnings: Psychic Abilities
Word Count: 3290
A/N: This story is for Cinnamon, who has been a very loyal reader and likes my work. I decided to write something for her. Thank you for the boost to my ego, Cinnamon.
Blair Sandburg was resting in his office. He had had a hell-of-a-day. They thought a man had killed his wife, all the evidence pointed at him, but then they called Blair in to see if he could help. You see, Blair Sandburg was not only a police Detective, but he was a Psychic. It didn’t always work, but today it had and they were closer to finding the real killer because of what he could see. The man that was a suspect was so grateful, he didn’t even ask how Blair had figured it out. Which was just as well since Blair had used his gift and didn’t want any questions asked.
Ever since the brain injury from a car accident, Blair was able to see things that no one else could. Sometimes it was a blessing and sometimes a curse.
Megan poked her head into Blair’s office that afternoon and asked, “Sandy, would you like to go to lunch with me today? My treat.”
“How could I turn that invitation down? I’ll meet you in ten minutes in the parking garage. We can argue over who is going to drive or not,” Blair answered.
They both laughed as she walked to the elevator. When she walked into the Major Crime bullpen she could hear Captain Simon Banks and Detective Jim Ellison fighting yet again. She could tell that Simon might be thinking of letting him go, just by the way he was looking at Jim. She knocked on the door and said, “Simon, I’m going to lunch and taking this guy with me. Is that all right with you?”
Captain Banks, scowled at Jim and said, “That’s a good idea. Get him out of here before I get angrier.”
Megan pulled Jim by his hand out of the office and Jim pulled his hand out of hers and said, “I don’t need your help, Connor.”
“Oh, I beg to differ, tough guy. You were right on the verge of getting fired and I needed to stop him.”
“Why do you care, Connor?”
“Grab your jacket, we’re leaving,” Megan ordered and the oddest thing happened, Jim listened to her.
They took the elevator down and got out and walked towards Megan’s SUV.
Jim said, “I’ve got my truck here. I could drive us.”
“I asked a friend of mine to come along. You’re going to meet someone new today. His name is Detective Blair Sandburg-from Homicide. He’s so nice. You’re going to like him a lot.”
At that moment Blair walked up to her and smiled. “Did you change your mind about lunch, Megan?”
“No, Sandy, he’s going with us. It’s going to be just great. I think Detective Jim Ellison needs some friends anyhow…”
Blair held his hand out to shake and said, “Good to meet you, Detective Ellison.”
Jim shook Blair’s hand and Blair felt something from Jim instantly. He knew in two seconds that Jim was a full blown Sentinel and he also knew that Jim had no idea what he was.
Jim finally pulled his hand out and turned to Megan. “I’m going to stay here. You go and have a good time. See you later.”
Blair called out, “I can feel that you’re losing time during the day. I can tell you why. If you’re interested come to lunch with us and we’ll talk.”
Jim walked up close to Blair and frowned. “What makes you think that I’m interested in a nutcase from Homicide?”
“Because I’m your last hope, Jim. The very last. What animal have you been seeing?” Blair asked.
Jim looked shocked. How did this man know he had been seeing a Jaguar all week? It had just started.
Without really hesitating too much, Jim answered, “A black jaguar. How did you know I was seeing things?”
“It’s a vision for you, Jim. You haven’t accepted it yet or embraced it. You must do both before you’ll be able to move on. I can tell you what you are and what you need to help you. If you listen to my advice, you’ll be on top of your game within a couple of weeks.”
“All right, you have my interest piquing. I’ll go with both of you for lunch. Where are we going?” Jim wondered.
Megan pushed Jim towards the back seat of her SUV and said, “We’ll go together and save gas.”
Blair snickered as Jim got in without question. Megan had that way about her. You just did whatever she told you to and it always turned out right.
The waitress took their drink order and then left the menus for them to go over. They all decided what they wanted and ordered when she brought the drinks. Once they were alone, it was time for talking.
“So tell me, Sandburg, how did you know this about me?”
Blair just smiled at Jim. “You don’t believe the rumors do you? Yes, I touched your hand and knew instantly what you were and what you needed to do. I do this every day at work. Sometimes it’s exhausting, but today it’s very exciting. You are what is called a Sentinel. Now you just need to find a Guide to help you. He or she will keep you from zoning. That’s when you use one sense too much and you lose your way. You go off into a trance, more or less. Do you do this, Jim?”
“I don’t know how you know this. Has Megan told you what’s been happening?” Jim asked.
“Jim, Megan has only mentioned you once or twice. And never did she say you were a Sentinel. We need to focus on you finding your true Guide. It’s someone that will make you feel better just being in the same room with him or her. It’s someone you know you can trust more than anyone else. I’m going to have some things to tell you about the Sentinel business, but do you have any questions before that?”
Jim blushed. “I think you’re my Guide, Sandburg. I feel better with you in the room. I’m headache free for the first time in three weeks. And besides I saw a wolf behind you. Does that mean something?”
“First of all, call me Blair. Not Sandburg. And yes, my spirit Guide is a wolf. I can’t believe you know this already. Megan do you believe this is happening?” Blair was practically bouncing in place.
Megan smiled at a confused Jim. “Sandy, I do believe this to be true. I knew that your studies would catch up with you one day. I was just getting Jimbo out of the office before he got fired. Do you think you can help him keep his job? His life and other people’s lives depend on it. I will help in any way possible. But I don’t think we should tell anyone but us three. What do you think?”
“You’re so right, Megan. We can’t tell anyone other than Captain Banks. I suggest we finish lunch and talk to him when we get back.”
Their food came and while they ate, Blair explained everything he could think of to tell Jim about his senses. Jim looked scared to death and Blair decided to make him relax.
“Do you trust me, Jim?”
“Yes, I do, Blair. Why?”
“Then know that Captain Banks might not like this news but he will like the fact that he’ll have you up to speed and fully on his team soon. I’m quite convincing. He’ll believe me.”
“I hope so. My job depends on it. He was on the verge of firing me when Megan came in and saved my ass. Thank you, Megan. And thank you, Blair for everything you’re doing for me.”
They finished their lunches, with Jim treating them, and left the restaurant.
One of the men who really disliked him, bumped into him and said, “Watch where you’re going, Sandburg.”
The bump was enough to show Blair that this man hated him and would feel no remorse if he got no backup. Blair knew he was going to have to transfer, he just didn’t know if Captain Banks had any openings.
He sat at his desk and called Simon Banks.
“Captain Banks, my name is Detective Blair Sandburg, from Homicide. Have you heard of me?”
“Yes. Homicide’s cop of the year two years in a row. Some type of special abilities, I’ve heard.”
“Yes, sir, you’re right. I wondered if I could talk to you soon about Detective Ellison. I have some news about what’s happening to him. I was hoping I could share it with you, and only you, and see about getting a transfer at the same time. Do you have any openings?”
“You want to leave Homicide? Most people would give their left nut to be there. Do you make problems?”
“No, sir. I follow rules and get the job done. Some of the men here don’t like that I have an advantage over them. It’s not their fault.”
“I’ll see you in ten minutes, Sandburg. I hope you’re not wasting my time about Jim Ellison.”
“You won’t be sorry. I’ll be right down.” Blair hung up the phone and went to tell him Captain that Captain Banks wanted to talk to him.
Captain Marshall said, “Don’t even think about asking for a new job. I’ll give you a terrible reference. I need you here. If the guys don’t like you, that’s something you’ll have to get used to. Don’t embarrass me, Sandburg.”
“Yes, sir.” Blair turned and left, knowing he would never get out of that department.
Detective Wendy Benson walked up to Blair and asked, “Are you planning on working today or just walking around?”
Blair glared at her. “Mind your own business, Benson.”
Having said this, he jumped on the elevator and went down two floors. Blair really, really disliked Benson. She wanted to sleep with him and couldn’t understand why he wasn’t interested. Blair finally told her she didn’t have the right equipment and that news spread like wildfire.
Well, if nothing else I’m going to help Jim Ellison. Then I can come back and be miserable again. Thus is life.
So Blair talked about all he had discussed with Jim at lunch. He told Simon that Jim needed a Guide, which he believed was Blair, and then just sat back for the laughing. But there wasn’t any.
“This all makes sense now. Pardon the pun. You can help him control his senses and he’ll have the upper hand over criminals?” Simon asked.
“Yes, he can do things that you would never believe he could do.”
Simon stuck out his hand to shake with Blair and Blair did this, knowing he shouldn’t. Touch was a bad thing for Blair. If Simon thought he was nuts, he would know right away. Blair shook hands and smiled at Simon.
“You thought I wouldn’t believe you didn’t you?”
“The name is Simon. And I do have an opening for Detective Ellison’s partner. Are you interested?”
“Simon, I would love nothing more, but it’s not a choice I can make right now. I’m sorry. I was hoping for this to work out, but I will have to tell Megan how to handle Jim.”
“Did your Captain threaten you?” Simon asked.
“I don’t want to say any more. I’m sorry I wasted your time. Could you give this card to Jim and tell him he can call me to learn more about this? I’ll do my best to get him in top shape, Simon.”
As Simon shook Blair’s hand, Blair pulled away and said, “You can’t tell the Commissioner. He would never keep it to himself and Jim would be ruined.”
“You’re good. You’re very good. But the Commissioner and I are old friends. He really likes Jim Ellison and will do almost anything to keep him here, including bringing you on board to help. You just go back to work and don’t say a word to anyone. The Commissioner will take care of everything.”
Blair left Simon Bank’s office with hope in his heart and mind. Blair would just have to be patient. As he got to the elevator Jim caught up with him and whispered, “Here is my address and phone number. Please call me and we’ll work on some of the tests you talked about.”
“You’re volunteering?” Blair asked, as he snickered.
“Maybe I should rethink that…”
Both men laughed as Blair got on the elevator to go upstairs.
When the doors shut, Jim was still smiling because he could tell Blair had a thing for him. It was nice to know he wasn’t the only one that felt that way. Maybe Guides were more than just Guides. Maybe they were life partners. Jim would have to think about that. He’d never shared the loft after Carolyn left and wanted it that way. No time to worry about it right now. You have things to talk to Simon about.
Jim headed into Simon’s office and Megan joined him not long after.
Blair just stared at Captain Marshall like he’d grown a second head. “Thanks, but no thanks. I’m busy getting caught up with my actual work here. They can’t stand me, sir, and I refuse to keep helping them when I know I would get no backup from them.”
“I think you misunderstood me, Sandburg. That was an order…”
“Whatever…” Blair took off for interrogation room one and knocked on the door.
Detective Wendy Benson answered the door and stepped out of the room. “It’s time for you to earn your keep, Sandburg.”
Blair walked in, introduced himself and shook hands with the suspect, a man named Bill Bradley. When he did, he saw that Bill wasn’t the best person in the world but not the man they were looking for. He was being railroaded into admitting something that he didn’t do.
Blair said, “Mr. Bradley, I suggest you stop talking and call for an attorney. They have nothing to hold you on and a lawyer would be able to get you off in a moment. Good day.”
Wendy followed him out and said, “What the fuck was that?”
“He’s not your man. Isn’t that what you wanted? Do some real police work and find the man that murdered that child because it’s not Bill Bradley.”
“You’re a low-life, fucker. You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you? Do you want us to fail at finding that child’s killer?” Wendy spat out.
“Find him or her with good old fashioned police work.” And with that said, Blair walked off.
When Blair got back to his desk, Captain Marshall called him into his office.
Blair knew he was in trouble. He could see Captain Banks in his boss’s office and didn’t even want to go in. But he did.
“Don’t sir me, you lousy fucker. You called the Commissioner and he’s sticking up for you now? You won’t get away with this. I just got done telling your new Captain here that you don’t play well with others and you don’t follow orders. I doubt that he’ll want you now. If he has any sense in his head he’ll get on the elevator and go back where he belongs.”
Blair sighed. “Captain Banks, I don’t expect you to put up with this kind of behavior. From either of us. So I understand that you’ll need to leave.”
“I don’t think your boss here understands that the Commissioner wasn’t asking, he was ordering. And if Captain Marshall doesn’t follow orders I have to write him up.”
Blair looked so relieved and actually smiled.
“What are you smiling for, Sandburg? Does he know you’re a fag too? You’re going to have your hands full, believe me,” Marshall spat out.
“Why don’t we get your things, Detective Sandburg? I’ll help you carry them down to your new desk.”
Simon pushed Blair out of Marshall’s office and helped him pack things up for the move downstairs.
Once they were done, they got on the elevator and Blair finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much, Captain Banks.”
“I told you to call me Simon. Everyone does unless they are in trouble. Did your captain always treat you this way?”
“Yes, Simon. They all treated me bad. I know if I ever needed backup, I wouldn’t get it at all.”
“You never have to worry about that in Major Crimes. Jim is gay and there are two guys that work the night shift that are gay. We accept everyone as long as they do their job.”
“This is very comforting. Thank you,” Blair said.
“Why would they treat you so badly when the Commissioner said you were very important to their team?” Simon wondered.
“Don’t ask me. I haven’t a clue. I never touched them so that I could see how they felt about me. But I promise you, Simon, between Jim and I, this is going to be one badass team.”
The elevator doors opened and everyone looked to see who was coming into the bullpen. Jim smiled immediately. Megan did also.
“I think you’ve made two friends here already, Blair.”
“I think I have too. Thank you for giving me this chance.”
“I expect a lot out of you, so don’t think this is going to be easy,” Simon barked as he set down Blair’s things on the empty desk next to Jim’s.
“Hey, Jim. It’s good to see you,” Blair said.
Jim smiled and said, “We have a case already and I could use some help on it.”
“Good, show me the way,” Blair replied.
Simon smiled all the way into his office, knowing this was going to be a good fit. Especially with Megan Connor there to help.
Chapter Two: Who is the Teacher and who’s the Student?