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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
2,420
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Sentinel Zone 1/17
The Sentinel Zone
Author: Sweetkitty
E-mail: sweet73kitty@yahoo.com
Web Site: http://nryabenko73.googlepages.com/home
Paring: J/B
Rating: MA
Category: AU/ The Sentinel x-over w/Dead Zone
Disclaimer: The Sentinel belongs to Pet fly production and the Dead
Zone belongs to Stephen King, Piller2, and, USA etc
Summer: Johnny Smith comes to Cascade to help Major Crimes with a case
The Sentinel Zone 1/17
Cleaves Mills, Maine
Smith House
April 3rd, 2003
It was four o'clock in the afternoon and John Smith was at home working on a project for his class at the local high school. As he worked on the project there was a knock at his door. Getting up very slowly while using his cane for support, John walked toward the door.
As he opened it, he saw Sheriff Walt Bannerman standing there. "Walt, what can I do for you?" John asked as he invited the Sheriff in.
"Would you like some coffee?"
"Yes, if you don't mind. A little boy and girl have disappeared and no one can find them." Walt answered with a tired voice.
"When did they disappear, and are they from Maine?" John asked, as he sat down and handed Walt a cup of coffee.
"About a week ago." Walt answered, as he also sat down. "The Sheriff thought he could find him on his own, but after a week the parents want you on the case." He said taking a drink.
"Do you have their pictures?" asked John.
"Yeah here." Walt said, as he handed John a picture of a girl and boy of about six years old, both blond, and blue eyed.
Taking the picture, John went into a trance and he saw two children tied up in a car that was being driven by either a man or woman. John couldn't see because he was seeing everything through the eyes of the little boy. Turning his head to the right he looked out the window and saw buildings going by. Then he saw a store with a sign in it, which said, 'Cascade's Laundry and Dry Cleaners'. Then he saw Cascade PD, and as he saw the sign, John comes back into himself.
"John, did you see anything?" Walt asked, after seeing John flinch.
"They are in a car, in a town called Cascade." John answered, taking sip from his coffee.
"Do you know where Cascade is located?"
"No, but I will definitely look into it," answered Walt. "Did you see anything else?"
"A Laundromat and Police Department." John answered in a tired voice.
"I'll look up anything on Cascade and their police departments." Walt said, as he got up.
"Walt, let me know as soon as you know anything." John said, as he showed Walt out. Then he went back to the couch and picked up his folder again.
Five minutes later, as John was reading, he got a flash of a big cat and a wolf running through the jungle, and then he got a flash of two men in a loft eating dinner. One was a tall man with short dark hair and light blue eyes, while the other one was shorter with long curly hair and dark blue eyes. The only thing he heard was Blair and Jim. Now that was strange, thought John. Picking up the phone, John called the Sheriff's office.
"Sheriff's office." Said a female voice.
"This is John Smith, can I speak to Walt please?" asked John.
"One moment Mr. Smith," said the voice, and then there was a click.
A moment later Walt answered the phone. "What is it John?"
"When you inquire about Cascade, ask them if they have anyone by the names of Jim and/or Blair." answered John.
"Thanks John." Walt said, before hanging up. Taking a deep breath, he began to look for Cascade in the yellow pages, and than began to make calls.
Cascade, Washington
Cascade PD
April 3rd, 2003
It was around eight o'clock at night when Simon Bank's telephone rang. "Captain Bank's office."
"Yes, is this the Cascade PD?" Asked the voice.
"Yeah, who's calling?" Asked Simon.
"My name is Sheriff Walt Bannerman from Cleaves Mills, Maine," answered Walt.
"What can I do for you Sheriff?" Simon replied.
"I would like to know if you have anyone by the name of Jim and/or Blair at your station." Asked Walt.
"I have both. What is this regarding Sheriff?" Simon asked, in a suspicious voice.
"This is going to sound very strange, but I have a man that helps with some cases. And one just came up," answered Walt.
"What kind of case is this?" Simon asked, still suspicious.
"Two kids have been kidnapped, and we believe that they're in Cascade now," answered Walt. "Give us two days to see if we find out anything, and then I'll call you back." Simon said, taking out a pen and paper.
"Thank you for your time Captain Banks."
"No problem Sheriff. As I said, give me a couple of days and I will call you back." Simon said before hanging up.
Looking down at the paper, Simon was wondering if he should call Jim and Blair and have them start searching now or tomorrow. He then looked up and saw that it was around eight o'clock at night, but it was very important, so he called two of his best men.
Loft
8:15 p.m.
"Ellison," Jim said after the third ring.
"Jim, this is Simon. I just got a call from a Walt Bannerman from Cleaves Mills, Maine. He has two children who were kidnapped and now he believes that the guy is coming here with them."
"Do you want us to come to the station and check out anyone that is new in town?" Jim asked as he watched Blair reading. (God, he's so beautiful.)
"No, it's late. You can look into it tomorrow as soon as you come into work." Simon answered in a tired voice.
"Will do Simon. Talk to you tomorrow." Jim said before hanging up the phone.
Turning around he saw that Blair was looking at him with a small smile. With a smile of his own, Jim walked toward Blair, took his hand, and walked with him upstairs. Taking Blair into his arms, he began to back the younger man up towards the bed. Kissing him with crushing force, his mouth was upon Blair's, his breath harsh against the soft skin as lips pressed against lips. Blair gasped as Jim began to nibble upon his neck and earlobe. Abandoning Blair's lobes, Jim buried his face in the hollow of Blair's throat, licking his way up to the younger man's chin. Dragging his tongue over Blair's bottom lip, he caught it between his own lips and sucked hard upon the swollen fold of flesh.
He drew his lips away, light blue eyes shining bright, pupils large. "See? Isn't that better than reading?" Jim whispered kissing Blair's face.
"Mmmmm." Blair moaned, loving the feeling of Jim's kisses. While kissing Blair, Jim began to remove their clothes.
Blair tried to help, but Jim would just swipe his hands away. Smooth skin against skin, broad palms spread over his chest and belly, Blair just loved being held by Jim, he felt safe and loved. Kissing along his neck, Jim stroked Blair's cinnamon nipples with one hand and cupped his groin with the other. Blair sighed as one hand encircled his cock, sliding lightly along the shaft while the other pinched and gently twisted the ring in his right nipple. Feeling the nubs on Blair's chest harden, Jim abandoned his nipples and used both hands on his cock, massaging the shaft, fondling his balls, and stroking the soft flesh of his inner thighs, causing Blair to arch his back.
His head was rolling on the pillow as Jim rubbed the tip of his cock. "Oh?oh?" he murmured until Jim released him and eased a finger inside Blair's mouth, making him suck his finger, and wetting it with his saliva, before Jim withdrew and brushed the tip of his cock, tracing the edges of the flared head. Blair felt his cock harden in Jim's hand and wanted nothing more than to thrust against his palm, but Jim wouldn't let him move.
"Be still, you belong to me." Jim said, as he stroked Blair's cock. The muscles in Jim's arm tensed and relaxed as he stroked Blair's cock, his fingers mapping a trail from base to tip, making note of ridges and bumps, channels and divisions.
"Please baby, take me." Blair whispered, wanting desperately to come.
Without saying a word, Jim moved on top of Blair. While kissing him, Jim's left hand went under the pillow and pulled out the tube of lube. Then making sure that his finger was wet with the lubrication, Jim began to wet Blair's asshole. He also looked at Blair's face to gauge his reaction. What he saw was bliss and love. Smiling, Jim worked his finger in deeper until Blair began to wither, and then at the right moment he removed his finger and placed his cock in the center of Blair's hole. Jim began to move in and out of Blair in a slow rhythmic movement.
"Oh gods yes, baby more." Blair said, matching Jim's strokes. With a smile, Jim began to pick up the pace, which caused Blair to writhe from the wonderful sensation. As Jim sped up his movements, he felt Blair shudder under him as he came, causing Jim to come too.
"God, baby you are wonderful." Jim said, as he rolled off Blair. "You were wonderful yourself." Blair said in a sleepy voice.
"Why did Simon call?" "He got a call from a sheriff from a small town. It seems that a child was kidnapped and was brought here." Jim answered as he cuddled Blair.
"Will the Sheriff be coming, or sending someone to help?" Blair asked as he cuddled near Jim.
"I don't know, but we'll know everything tomorrow." Jim answered before they both fell asleep.
Author: Sweetkitty
E-mail: sweet73kitty@yahoo.com
Web Site: http://nryabenko73.googlepages.com/home
Paring: J/B
Rating: MA
Category: AU/ The Sentinel x-over w/Dead Zone
Disclaimer: The Sentinel belongs to Pet fly production and the Dead
Zone belongs to Stephen King, Piller2, and, USA etc
Summer: Johnny Smith comes to Cascade to help Major Crimes with a case
The Sentinel Zone 1/17
Cleaves Mills, Maine
Smith House
April 3rd, 2003
It was four o'clock in the afternoon and John Smith was at home working on a project for his class at the local high school. As he worked on the project there was a knock at his door. Getting up very slowly while using his cane for support, John walked toward the door.
As he opened it, he saw Sheriff Walt Bannerman standing there. "Walt, what can I do for you?" John asked as he invited the Sheriff in.
"Would you like some coffee?"
"Yes, if you don't mind. A little boy and girl have disappeared and no one can find them." Walt answered with a tired voice.
"When did they disappear, and are they from Maine?" John asked, as he sat down and handed Walt a cup of coffee.
"About a week ago." Walt answered, as he also sat down. "The Sheriff thought he could find him on his own, but after a week the parents want you on the case." He said taking a drink.
"Do you have their pictures?" asked John.
"Yeah here." Walt said, as he handed John a picture of a girl and boy of about six years old, both blond, and blue eyed.
Taking the picture, John went into a trance and he saw two children tied up in a car that was being driven by either a man or woman. John couldn't see because he was seeing everything through the eyes of the little boy. Turning his head to the right he looked out the window and saw buildings going by. Then he saw a store with a sign in it, which said, 'Cascade's Laundry and Dry Cleaners'. Then he saw Cascade PD, and as he saw the sign, John comes back into himself.
"John, did you see anything?" Walt asked, after seeing John flinch.
"They are in a car, in a town called Cascade." John answered, taking sip from his coffee.
"Do you know where Cascade is located?"
"No, but I will definitely look into it," answered Walt. "Did you see anything else?"
"A Laundromat and Police Department." John answered in a tired voice.
"I'll look up anything on Cascade and their police departments." Walt said, as he got up.
"Walt, let me know as soon as you know anything." John said, as he showed Walt out. Then he went back to the couch and picked up his folder again.
Five minutes later, as John was reading, he got a flash of a big cat and a wolf running through the jungle, and then he got a flash of two men in a loft eating dinner. One was a tall man with short dark hair and light blue eyes, while the other one was shorter with long curly hair and dark blue eyes. The only thing he heard was Blair and Jim. Now that was strange, thought John. Picking up the phone, John called the Sheriff's office.
"Sheriff's office." Said a female voice.
"This is John Smith, can I speak to Walt please?" asked John.
"One moment Mr. Smith," said the voice, and then there was a click.
A moment later Walt answered the phone. "What is it John?"
"When you inquire about Cascade, ask them if they have anyone by the names of Jim and/or Blair." answered John.
"Thanks John." Walt said, before hanging up. Taking a deep breath, he began to look for Cascade in the yellow pages, and than began to make calls.
Cascade, Washington
Cascade PD
April 3rd, 2003
It was around eight o'clock at night when Simon Bank's telephone rang. "Captain Bank's office."
"Yes, is this the Cascade PD?" Asked the voice.
"Yeah, who's calling?" Asked Simon.
"My name is Sheriff Walt Bannerman from Cleaves Mills, Maine," answered Walt.
"What can I do for you Sheriff?" Simon replied.
"I would like to know if you have anyone by the name of Jim and/or Blair at your station." Asked Walt.
"I have both. What is this regarding Sheriff?" Simon asked, in a suspicious voice.
"This is going to sound very strange, but I have a man that helps with some cases. And one just came up," answered Walt.
"What kind of case is this?" Simon asked, still suspicious.
"Two kids have been kidnapped, and we believe that they're in Cascade now," answered Walt. "Give us two days to see if we find out anything, and then I'll call you back." Simon said, taking out a pen and paper.
"Thank you for your time Captain Banks."
"No problem Sheriff. As I said, give me a couple of days and I will call you back." Simon said before hanging up.
Looking down at the paper, Simon was wondering if he should call Jim and Blair and have them start searching now or tomorrow. He then looked up and saw that it was around eight o'clock at night, but it was very important, so he called two of his best men.
Loft
8:15 p.m.
"Ellison," Jim said after the third ring.
"Jim, this is Simon. I just got a call from a Walt Bannerman from Cleaves Mills, Maine. He has two children who were kidnapped and now he believes that the guy is coming here with them."
"Do you want us to come to the station and check out anyone that is new in town?" Jim asked as he watched Blair reading. (God, he's so beautiful.)
"No, it's late. You can look into it tomorrow as soon as you come into work." Simon answered in a tired voice.
"Will do Simon. Talk to you tomorrow." Jim said before hanging up the phone.
Turning around he saw that Blair was looking at him with a small smile. With a smile of his own, Jim walked toward Blair, took his hand, and walked with him upstairs. Taking Blair into his arms, he began to back the younger man up towards the bed. Kissing him with crushing force, his mouth was upon Blair's, his breath harsh against the soft skin as lips pressed against lips. Blair gasped as Jim began to nibble upon his neck and earlobe. Abandoning Blair's lobes, Jim buried his face in the hollow of Blair's throat, licking his way up to the younger man's chin. Dragging his tongue over Blair's bottom lip, he caught it between his own lips and sucked hard upon the swollen fold of flesh.
He drew his lips away, light blue eyes shining bright, pupils large. "See? Isn't that better than reading?" Jim whispered kissing Blair's face.
"Mmmmm." Blair moaned, loving the feeling of Jim's kisses. While kissing Blair, Jim began to remove their clothes.
Blair tried to help, but Jim would just swipe his hands away. Smooth skin against skin, broad palms spread over his chest and belly, Blair just loved being held by Jim, he felt safe and loved. Kissing along his neck, Jim stroked Blair's cinnamon nipples with one hand and cupped his groin with the other. Blair sighed as one hand encircled his cock, sliding lightly along the shaft while the other pinched and gently twisted the ring in his right nipple. Feeling the nubs on Blair's chest harden, Jim abandoned his nipples and used both hands on his cock, massaging the shaft, fondling his balls, and stroking the soft flesh of his inner thighs, causing Blair to arch his back.
His head was rolling on the pillow as Jim rubbed the tip of his cock. "Oh?oh?" he murmured until Jim released him and eased a finger inside Blair's mouth, making him suck his finger, and wetting it with his saliva, before Jim withdrew and brushed the tip of his cock, tracing the edges of the flared head. Blair felt his cock harden in Jim's hand and wanted nothing more than to thrust against his palm, but Jim wouldn't let him move.
"Be still, you belong to me." Jim said, as he stroked Blair's cock. The muscles in Jim's arm tensed and relaxed as he stroked Blair's cock, his fingers mapping a trail from base to tip, making note of ridges and bumps, channels and divisions.
"Please baby, take me." Blair whispered, wanting desperately to come.
Without saying a word, Jim moved on top of Blair. While kissing him, Jim's left hand went under the pillow and pulled out the tube of lube. Then making sure that his finger was wet with the lubrication, Jim began to wet Blair's asshole. He also looked at Blair's face to gauge his reaction. What he saw was bliss and love. Smiling, Jim worked his finger in deeper until Blair began to wither, and then at the right moment he removed his finger and placed his cock in the center of Blair's hole. Jim began to move in and out of Blair in a slow rhythmic movement.
"Oh gods yes, baby more." Blair said, matching Jim's strokes. With a smile, Jim began to pick up the pace, which caused Blair to writhe from the wonderful sensation. As Jim sped up his movements, he felt Blair shudder under him as he came, causing Jim to come too.
"God, baby you are wonderful." Jim said, as he rolled off Blair. "You were wonderful yourself." Blair said in a sleepy voice.
"Why did Simon call?" "He got a call from a sheriff from a small town. It seems that a child was kidnapped and was brought here." Jim answered as he cuddled Blair.
"Will the Sheriff be coming, or sending someone to help?" Blair asked as he cuddled near Jim.
"I don't know, but we'll know everything tomorrow." Jim answered before they both fell asleep.