Rhythm of the Falling Rain by Peggy R.

Rhythm of the Falling Rain - Peggy R.

Two weeks. It had been two weeks since Jim had let Blair walk out that door, and technically, out of his life. He loved Blair, more than his own life, but Blair seemed to be searching for something. Something he wasn't able to find while Jim kept him tied to his side. It hurt, hurt worse then anything he had ever experienced in his life, but he let Blair go. He remembered the look on the young detective's face when he told him that "maybe it was time you were on your own, Sandburg."

"What? What are you talkiní about, Jim? You want me to move?" Blair asked sadly.

"Well Chief, you seem to be looking for something, and you're not finding it while you're here. So maybe, if you had your own place..." Jim trailed off shrugging his shoulders.

"Fine. If that's what you want. I dunno, maybe you're right." Blair admitted.

That very night he had started looking for a place of his own, by the next day he had found one. By the third day, he was gone. Jim had thought that it would take him a week, maybe two to find a place. Not three days. He was such a fool. Why had he even opened his mouth?

brriiinnngggg The ringing of the phone interrupted Jim's thoughts.


Jim, it's Simon. Jim's boss replied.

"Hey Simon." Jim sounded depressed.

"The guys and I are going over to 'The Brickyard', just wondered if you might want to join us?"

"Nah, I don't think so, Simon. But thanks for asking. I'm not such good company right at the moment."

"C'mon, Jim. You haven't gone out or anything since the kid moved. You gotta get out and do something."


"Blair's gonna be there, not with us, but he's gonna be there."

"What time?"

"What time what? What time is Blair gonna be there or what time are we gonna be there?" Simon teased. Simon knew how Jim felt about the kid. He just didn't let on to Jim that he knew.

"Simon," Jim growled a warning.

"8:00, we'll be there by then," He didn't tell Jim that Blair would be with a date. A male date... he could find that out all on his own.

"I'll be there. See ya at 8:00." Jim replied, just before hanging up the phone.

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Jim walked into the bar at 7:59, he hated being late. Letting his eyes and ears adjust to the atmosphere of the bar, he looked around for his friends. Eyes and ears suddenly locking onto a familiar sight and sound. Blair. And he was with another guy. Was it possible that Blair was into guys? Nah, he was probably just here with a friend, looking to pick up a couple of girls for later. Seeing Simon and the guys at a table near the stage, he walked over and joined them.

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Blair felt like someone was watching him, he looked around and spotted Jim walking over to a table where Simon and the gang were waiting.

"Shit," he muttered softly.

"Something wrong?" Bill, Blair's date asked.

"No, not really."

Looking around and spotting the big detective going to his table, he asked, "You know that guy?"

"Yeah, he's my partner."

"Your partner? At work or as in...?"

"At work," Blair replied sadly.

"I see. He doesn't know you're gay, does he?"

"No, I never told him. Look, let's not talk about him, ok? Let's just have a good time."

"Yeah, ok." Bill replied, placing his hand over Blair's on the table.

Blair gave a weak smile and took a sip of his drink, sneaking a peek over at the PD's table. Jim was staring straight at him. Shit!

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An hour and several rounds of drinks later, Jim was feeling no pain. It had started to rain, he could hear the patter of rain drops on the roof and low rumbles of thunder. The MC for the night approached the stage and announced that it was amature night, and would anyone like to try their hand at singing. Jim stood.

"Jim, where the hell do you think you're going?" Simon asked, not at all sober himself.

In a Schwarzenegger drawl he said, "I'll be bach." The gang completely fell apart laughing.

Five minutes later the MC approached the mike, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a taker." The band assembled themselves as the MC continued to speak, "Our first taker is one of Cascades finest, a detective with the Cascade PD. I give you Detective Jim Ellison." Jim walked onto the stage and seated himself at the piano.

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'What the fuck is he doing?' Blair thought to himself. He knows how to play the piano? And he's going to sing?? He's totally plastered, gotta be, he thought as he watched Jim seat himself at the piano.

Bill slowly put his arm around the back of Blair's chair, then let it slip onto his shoulders. Blair promptly shook it off saying, "Bill, please I want to hear this."

Pulling his arm back and crossing both across his chest he glared up at the stage and the person sitting there.

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Jim began to play, he hadn't played the piano since he was in high school, but he still remembered how. Then he began to sing.

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain,
telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
and let me be alone again

The only one I care about has gone away
lookin for a brand new start
but little does he know that when he left that day,
along with him he took my heart

Rain, please tell me now does that seem fair?
For him to steal my heart away when he don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away

The only one I care about has gone away
lookin for a brand new start
but little does he know that when he left that day,
along with him he took my heart

Rain, won't you tell him that I love him so
please ask the sun to set his heart aglow
rain in his heart and let the love we know start to grow

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
and let me be alone again

Jim let the last strains of the music die away, then he stood up and left the stage amongst clapping, cheering and whistling.

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The gang couldn't wait for Jim to get back to the table. They were cheering, whistling and clapping the loudest but as they cheered, they watched Jim leave the stage and walk over and right out the door. They stood there dumbfounded, looking at each other for a fraction of a second, then sat down and started laughing and drinking again. Simon, however, looked across the room at Sandburg, who sat there stunned. He watched Blair as he jumped up and headed toward the door with his date right behind him.

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Bill reached out and grabbed Blair's arm, "where the hell do you think you're going?"

"Bill, take your hand off my arm. I don't belong to you, now let go." Blair replied.

"You're going after him, aren't you? It's always been him, hasn't it? That's why you wouldn't be with me, commit to me."

"I told you when we started dating, that there was no way it could become anything serious. Now let go!" he replied as he yanked his arm away from his date; thanking the goddesses above that Bill had picked him up and not the other way around. Running for the door, he hoped that Jim hadn't had time to reach his truck yet. Slamming out the door he yelled for Jim.


Jim was slowly walking toward his truck, completely drenched by the downpour that had started seconds before he had left the building. Hearing Blair yell for him, he stopped but didn't turn around. He had had to leave after the song or make a complete fool of himself by crying in front of the guys. Out here, tears mingled with the rain and no one could tell the difference.

Blair ran up to his sentinel, grabbed his arm and turned him around to face him. Sapphire blue met ice blue eyes, Blair's hand came up to the side of Jim's face.

"Are you a fool?" Blair questioned quietly.

"Yeah, I never should have let you walk out that door, Chief. Never." Jim turned to walk away, but Blair stopped him.

"I've been talking to the sun, Jim. He can't do anything about the weather out here at the moment but my heart is glowing with more love for you then I know what to do with."

"You... you love me?" Jim looked at his partner, rain and tears streaming down his face.

"I love you." Blair replied softly.

"Say it again," Jim asked, sinking his fingers in the wet curls of his love's hair.

"I love you so much. I have for a long time. That's what I was searching for... I was searching for your love and when you said I wasn't finding it in the loft, well, I thought..."

"I didn't want you to leave, Chief. But I couldn't ask you to stay, either. I didn't know what you were searching for. I've loved you for so long. I figured if I wasn't what you were looking for, other then my senses, that maybe if you were on your own..." Jim sighed, looking down, his shoes becoming very interesting all of a sudden.

"I was searching for a sign from you, Jim. Some kind of sign that would tell me you felt the same."

"I guess I'm better then I thought about hiding my feelings, huh, Chief?"

"Totally, man. Um... Jim?"

"Yeah, Chief?"

"Could we, like, get out of this rain? It's starting to get a little cold."

They had been completely un-aware of their surroundings, as their feelings for each other came to the fore. Jim looked at his soon to be lover, long curly hair pulled almost straight from the weight of the rain, rivlets of water tracking down the handsome face and dripping onto an already soaked shirt.

"Shit! Blair, I'm sorry. You must be freezing. C'mon, let's get in the truck."

Once they made it to the truck, Jim opened the passenger side door for Blair. After getting the man he loved into the truck as quickly as his shaking hands would permit, he quickly rounded the front of the truck, climbed into the driver's side and started the engine. Jim then turned slightly toward the younger man, the look on his face unreadable.

"What? What's wrong, Jim?" Blair asked worriedly.

"Oh god, Chief," Jim took a deep breath and let it out, "I never thought I'd hear that from you."

"I never thought it would happen either, big guy.

"Um... Blair?"


"Who was that guy you were with?"

"Bill," The young detective replied softly, "he... ah... was my date."

"Have you been seeing him long?" Jim asked just as soft.

"Only a couple of weeks, nothing serious though. I told him it never could be. My heart belonged to someone else."

"Me?" Jim asked.

"You. Jim, from the moment I first saw you in that hospital room, my heart belonged to you. I thought you were the best looking man I had ever seen in my life." The young man said looking his sentinel in the eyes and placing his hand on the side of the bigger man's face.

"No, you are."

"No, you are."

"No, you are," Jim replied smiling.

"Infinity, look... are you gonna take me home, warm me up and fuck me through the mattress or what? Cuz if we don't get moving, pretty soon, I'm gonna have you right here in the truck. The younger man stated chuckling.

Jim wrapped his arms around his wet guppy and held on tight. He didn't care if the seats of his beloved truck were getting wet, he had his deepest hearts desire in his arms.

"Shit," The Sentinel could detect the change in heartbeat, and the truthfulness in the statement and quickly put the truck in gear and headed for home. Fifteen minutes later they were pulling up in front of the loft. Five minutes later they were inside the loft with clothes flying every which way, neither caring where they landed.

"Oh god, Jim. It seems like I've waited my whole life for this moment." The young man panted.

"I have, Chief. My whole life I've felt like something was missing, but could never figure out what it was. Now I know. It was you, I was waiting for you."

"Awww man, that's soooo...." Latching onto the big man's mouth, he propelled them toward the bed, having gotten to Jim's room, but not remembering exactly how they'd gotten there.

"I want you so bad, man. I can't wait anymore. Please, Jim, I need you... in me... please," the young detective begged.

"Awww baby, you don't need to beg. I'll give you anything you need, anytime you need it. I need to prepare you first. I won't hurt you; I'll never hurt you."

"Yeah, ok Jim. Just, ya know, hurry please."

Jim reached into the night stand and grabbed the lube and a condom. He laid the items on the bed, then ran his hands up and down the sides of his soon to be lover, whispering "so beautiful, so beautiful."


"Hmmm?" Jim answered, concentrating on preparing his lover.

"Didn't you just have a physical last month?"

"Yeah, I did, Chief. Why?"

"You were clean, right?"


"I had a physical two weeks ago, I'm clean too. Sooooo..." reaching over and tossing the condom to the floor, "we don't need this. I want to feel you, all of you. No barriers."

"Oh god," Jim whispered, "Chief, you have no idea what you do to me. I don't even have to touch you, just your words could make me cum."

"You'd better not, at least not until you're inside me, big guy." Blair responded softly.

Jim finished preparing his lover and positioned himself for penetration. "Are you ready for me, Chief?"

"I was born ready for you, Jim. C'mon, do it."

Jim slowly began to enter the one place he thought he'd never be. Taking his time, oh god, Blair was tight. Jim was in heaven.

"Oh god...," the young man groaned.

"Am I hurting you, baby?" Jim asked as he froze.

"NO!... no, keep going, it just feels so good. Please Jim, please keep going." Blair begged.

Jim sank the rest of the way in and when he was completely seated inside his lover, he stopped. The feeling so intense, he needed the time or it would be over before it began.


"It's ok, baby," the big man panted, "I just need a minute. You're so tight I'm ready to explode already."

Blair chuckled softly. He'd known their first time would be like a flash fire. Quick to ignite and over in an instant. But it was something he'd thought wouldn't ever happen.


"Nothing, man, I'll tell ya later. Now let me have it, Jim, give me all ya got."

"Alright, here I come, baby. I hope you're ready for me?"

"Always," the young detective whispered.

Five minutes later found the guys panting, sweaty and totally sated, lying wrapped in each other arms. Jim recovered first, hugging his lover a little tighter, he nuzzled Blair's ear.


"Hmmm?" his sleepy lover answered.

"Were you chuckling while were making love?" Jim sounded slightly hurt.

"What? Oh Jim," Blair placed his hand on the side of the older man's face, "I did chuckle, but not for the reason you obviously think. What happened between us was beautiful, man. Although very fast like a flash fire. That's what I thought our first time would be like, but I never, in my wildest dreams, thought it would actually happen."

"I've wanted you for so long, I just couldn't last. I noticed, however, you were right there with me."

"Exactly my point, big guy. Flash fire. We were like years dried wood and fire, man. A little friction and boom."

"Boom, Chief?" Jim asked, looking at his rumpled lover with desire in his eyes. He couldn't believe he wanted Blair again this soon.

"Yeah, man, like... like..," Blair's voice faultered as he noticed the look of want on his lover's face.


"Yes, Jim?"

"Shut up."

"Only for you, Jim. Only for..."

Jim leaned over and kissed his young lover into silence.

It took them a while, with a few mistakes and misunderstandings, but they were finally, finally where they both needed to be. With each other.


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Acknowledgments: Thank you to Mary for the beta and to Patt for the artwork.