Where Friendship Takes You
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rec50Claim: The Sentinel: general series
Prompt: Friendship
Title: Where Friendship Takes You
Author: Tazy
Rating: PG
Length: 132K
Summary: Until last year, this was the only story Tazy posted online, although she had written a few stories for zines. The post-series story starts a few weeks after Blair has become a detective. Coming back from a relaxing day of hiking, Jim and Blair are drawn into a massive manhunt, which has them scrambling all over the hills of a state park.
They get some help from an unexpected source – a feral dog and cat. Besides needing to check for rabies (the dog bit the bad guy), Blair thinks they should help the hero dog and her cat pal, who was seriously injured during the chase. He’s also formed an immediate attachment, as we learn at the vet’s via Jim’s super-ears as he waits outside the exam room:
"Keep water in front of her. I think you'll be surprised. Greyhounds actually make good apartment pets, especially if they're not puppies. They love to run, but frankly, most of them love to sleep, too."
"Okay," Sandburg said.
Okay.
It was not Sandburg's usual enthusiastic okay. It was the okay of a man who knew that he wasn't going to be able to keep the dog.
And of course they couldn't keep a dog. The hours of a police detective were crappy, and Sandburg knew it. Sure, some days you got home on time and some days you missed it by hours. It was asking too much for any dog's bladder, and messes on the floor were asking too much of the sentinel.
Dogs were work. Sandburg probably had no idea how much work. Moving around as they did, he and Naomi probably didn't have a dog.
But that was also the okay of a man who wanted the dog.
And the cat.
Ellison did not want the dog. Or the cat. His sinuses were already a little congested.
The dog, warm in his arms. That dog. The dog who had her own strange companion and stood by him, and defended him. No matter what. The dog whose little buddy was on the edge of death and there wasn't one damn thing she could do about it.
This really stinky dog.
We learn a lot more through Jim, as he contemplates whether he’s willing to rearrange his orderly life in a big way for his friend. He examines his own motives and feelings as he does so. This is a leisurely story, spinning out their everchanging relationship in well-turned-out phrasing. Enjoy
Link: Where Friendship Takes You
My Rec50 Master Table
Prompt: Friendship
Title: Where Friendship Takes You
Author: Tazy
Rating: PG
Length: 132K
Summary: Until last year, this was the only story Tazy posted online, although she had written a few stories for zines. The post-series story starts a few weeks after Blair has become a detective. Coming back from a relaxing day of hiking, Jim and Blair are drawn into a massive manhunt, which has them scrambling all over the hills of a state park.
They get some help from an unexpected source – a feral dog and cat. Besides needing to check for rabies (the dog bit the bad guy), Blair thinks they should help the hero dog and her cat pal, who was seriously injured during the chase. He’s also formed an immediate attachment, as we learn at the vet’s via Jim’s super-ears as he waits outside the exam room:
"Keep water in front of her. I think you'll be surprised. Greyhounds actually make good apartment pets, especially if they're not puppies. They love to run, but frankly, most of them love to sleep, too."
"Okay," Sandburg said.
Okay.
It was not Sandburg's usual enthusiastic okay. It was the okay of a man who knew that he wasn't going to be able to keep the dog.
And of course they couldn't keep a dog. The hours of a police detective were crappy, and Sandburg knew it. Sure, some days you got home on time and some days you missed it by hours. It was asking too much for any dog's bladder, and messes on the floor were asking too much of the sentinel.
Dogs were work. Sandburg probably had no idea how much work. Moving around as they did, he and Naomi probably didn't have a dog.
But that was also the okay of a man who wanted the dog.
And the cat.
Ellison did not want the dog. Or the cat. His sinuses were already a little congested.
The dog, warm in his arms. That dog. The dog who had her own strange companion and stood by him, and defended him. No matter what. The dog whose little buddy was on the edge of death and there wasn't one damn thing she could do about it.
This really stinky dog.
We learn a lot more through Jim, as he contemplates whether he’s willing to rearrange his orderly life in a big way for his friend. He examines his own motives and feelings as he does so. This is a leisurely story, spinning out their everchanging relationship in well-turned-out phrasing. Enjoy
Link: Where Friendship Takes You
My Rec50 Master Table
