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#245 Werewolf
Werewolves
Theme Prompt: Werewolves
Title: Werewolves
Fandom: The Sentinel TV
Rating/Warnings: Language
Bonus: No
Word Count:
Summary: The Bullpen gang are all over at Jim and Blair’s for poker game and werewolf comes up as a topic. What will be said?
Jim was finishing up in the kitchen, as Blair invited their guests in for the weekly poker game. Jim smiled fondly as they all came in at the same time and hugged Blair like crazy. Jim was very glad that they loved his Guide.
Jim walked over and they all hugged on him for a while. Blair stopped them all and said, “Everyone grab a plate and fill up your belly with some good food. Drinks are in the cooler; you know the drill.”
No one had to be told a second time, they all loved to eat the good food every week.
They finished, rinsed their dishes off and sat down at the table once again.
Blair was dealing the cards out and said, “Jacks or better to open.”
Megan looked at her cards so far and smiled. “I vote that we finish our conversation from last week.”
“That would be great, Megan. Jim was a butthead last week, so we got no where with it. Let’s start with Rafe. What would you do if you came face to face with a werewolf?”
“Wow, well, I think we learned last week that the worse thing to do would be to run. But if we stay where we are, he’ll just tear us apart there, right?”
Blair said, “Now, everyone answer his question,” Blair instructed.
Joel said, “I think we learned that you shouldn’t run. But unless you’re a dog whisperer, it would do no good to stay there and have him get you either. I don’t have a good answer, Rafe.”
Jim almost laughed and said, “Again, there are no such thing as werewolves. I don’t know why we would discuss this again.”
“Jim, just say, ‘pass’ if you don’t have any answers. Stop being a fudd.”
Simon was next and smiled at Jim. “Jim, I couldn’t agree with you more. I also don’t know why we’re talking about it again.”
Blair said, “Simon, just say pass if you can’t think of anything.”
“Sandburg, we can’t think of anything because there are no such things as werewolves.” Simon said it sort of mean and Jim got irritated.
“Simon, just ignore this and we’ll just say pass,” Jim instructed.
Henri said, “I wonder if you could try and talk to them. Or maybe they are too far gone and can’t be talked to. Would anyone think to talk to the animal first?”
“That’s a good question, Henri,” Blair said. “I don’t think we can talk to them, but I myself love to think I can talk anyone out of anything. So, I’d have to try.”
Simon howled with laughter and said, “He’d eat you before you said three words.”
Blair said, “I’m sorry but you’re wrong, Simon. They don’t eat you, they just bite you so well that you die.”
Megan said, “I think I would try to talk to the wolf, also. And I know that it would rip my throat out, but I would have at least tried to do something.”
“Way to go, Megan. I think I might try also.”
Jim said, “Now, can we play cards. Because there would only be me and Simon left. The wolf would be biting all of you while we run.”
Jim and Simon laughed long and hard.
“What if it was a shapeshifter? You might be able to talk to him, if he was a shifter,” Blair pointed out.
“Oh, good point, Sandy. I think that would help.”
Simon said, “Can we stop this insane conversation and finish the game? Otherwise, I’ll just go home. I sure didn’t come to discuss werewolves.”
“Fine,” Blair said and started asking how many cards they wanted.
The evening went on very well and no more talk of werewolves. Jim and Simon were very happy campers.
At 1:00, they all left. Jim and Blair cleaned up the loft so that you’d never know they had friends over. Blair hadn’t said a word to Jim the entire time. In fact, Blair hadn’t said anything while playing poker either.
Blair washed up and got ready for bed. “See you in the morning.”
“Chief, we’re going to the same bed, why are you talking like I won’t be there.”
“I was happy with the werewolf talk because I was going to ask you to let me be a werewolf and try and bite you. But, you were an ass, so instead, you sleep in the office. Goodnight.”
Blair stormed up the stairs and hoped Jim wouldn’t follow him.
Jim got ready for bed and walked upstairs and said, “This is my bedroom too and I’m sleeping with you.’’
Blair huffed and puffed and got out of bed. “I’ll sleep in the office.”
“I’ll let you tell me all about werewolves until we fall asleep, Chief.”
Blair got back in bed and said, “You have to stay awake for an hour at least.”
“Chief, it’s one o’clock in the morning.”
“I’ll sleep downstairs.”
“Fine, I hate that you control me like that.”
“Come here and let me show you what a wolf would do to you if you tried to talk to it.”
Jim almost laughed but thought better of it and said, “You are one fucking hot wolf, Chief. Show me what you want to do to me.”
All that could be heard that night was sexy sounds, laughter and growling. Someone invited a wolf up there.
And Jim just hoped they weren’t going to be discussing werewolves again next week. Then again, Jim was having a very good time making up with Blair. It was worth it.
Theme Prompt: Werewolves
Title: Werewolves
Fandom: The Sentinel TV
Rating/Warnings: Language
Bonus: No
Word Count:
Summary: The Bullpen gang are all over at Jim and Blair’s for poker game and werewolf comes up as a topic. What will be said?
Jim was finishing up in the kitchen, as Blair invited their guests in for the weekly poker game. Jim smiled fondly as they all came in at the same time and hugged Blair like crazy. Jim was very glad that they loved his Guide.
Jim walked over and they all hugged on him for a while. Blair stopped them all and said, “Everyone grab a plate and fill up your belly with some good food. Drinks are in the cooler; you know the drill.”
No one had to be told a second time, they all loved to eat the good food every week.
They finished, rinsed their dishes off and sat down at the table once again.
Blair was dealing the cards out and said, “Jacks or better to open.”
Megan looked at her cards so far and smiled. “I vote that we finish our conversation from last week.”
“That would be great, Megan. Jim was a butthead last week, so we got no where with it. Let’s start with Rafe. What would you do if you came face to face with a werewolf?”
“Wow, well, I think we learned last week that the worse thing to do would be to run. But if we stay where we are, he’ll just tear us apart there, right?”
Blair said, “Now, everyone answer his question,” Blair instructed.
Joel said, “I think we learned that you shouldn’t run. But unless you’re a dog whisperer, it would do no good to stay there and have him get you either. I don’t have a good answer, Rafe.”
Jim almost laughed and said, “Again, there are no such thing as werewolves. I don’t know why we would discuss this again.”
“Jim, just say, ‘pass’ if you don’t have any answers. Stop being a fudd.”
Simon was next and smiled at Jim. “Jim, I couldn’t agree with you more. I also don’t know why we’re talking about it again.”
Blair said, “Simon, just say pass if you can’t think of anything.”
“Sandburg, we can’t think of anything because there are no such things as werewolves.” Simon said it sort of mean and Jim got irritated.
“Simon, just ignore this and we’ll just say pass,” Jim instructed.
Henri said, “I wonder if you could try and talk to them. Or maybe they are too far gone and can’t be talked to. Would anyone think to talk to the animal first?”
“That’s a good question, Henri,” Blair said. “I don’t think we can talk to them, but I myself love to think I can talk anyone out of anything. So, I’d have to try.”
Simon howled with laughter and said, “He’d eat you before you said three words.”
Blair said, “I’m sorry but you’re wrong, Simon. They don’t eat you, they just bite you so well that you die.”
Megan said, “I think I would try to talk to the wolf, also. And I know that it would rip my throat out, but I would have at least tried to do something.”
“Way to go, Megan. I think I might try also.”
Jim said, “Now, can we play cards. Because there would only be me and Simon left. The wolf would be biting all of you while we run.”
Jim and Simon laughed long and hard.
“What if it was a shapeshifter? You might be able to talk to him, if he was a shifter,” Blair pointed out.
“Oh, good point, Sandy. I think that would help.”
Simon said, “Can we stop this insane conversation and finish the game? Otherwise, I’ll just go home. I sure didn’t come to discuss werewolves.”
“Fine,” Blair said and started asking how many cards they wanted.
The evening went on very well and no more talk of werewolves. Jim and Simon were very happy campers.
At 1:00, they all left. Jim and Blair cleaned up the loft so that you’d never know they had friends over. Blair hadn’t said a word to Jim the entire time. In fact, Blair hadn’t said anything while playing poker either.
Blair washed up and got ready for bed. “See you in the morning.”
“Chief, we’re going to the same bed, why are you talking like I won’t be there.”
“I was happy with the werewolf talk because I was going to ask you to let me be a werewolf and try and bite you. But, you were an ass, so instead, you sleep in the office. Goodnight.”
Blair stormed up the stairs and hoped Jim wouldn’t follow him.
Jim got ready for bed and walked upstairs and said, “This is my bedroom too and I’m sleeping with you.’’
Blair huffed and puffed and got out of bed. “I’ll sleep in the office.”
“I’ll let you tell me all about werewolves until we fall asleep, Chief.”
Blair got back in bed and said, “You have to stay awake for an hour at least.”
“Chief, it’s one o’clock in the morning.”
“I’ll sleep downstairs.”
“Fine, I hate that you control me like that.”
“Come here and let me show you what a wolf would do to you if you tried to talk to it.”
Jim almost laughed but thought better of it and said, “You are one fucking hot wolf, Chief. Show me what you want to do to me.”
All that could be heard that night was sexy sounds, laughter and growling. Someone invited a wolf up there.
And Jim just hoped they weren’t going to be discussing werewolves again next week. Then again, Jim was having a very good time making up with Blair. It was worth it.
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