Category: Episode Related: TSbBS
Post TSbBS. Blair gets a package
Disclaimer: If they were
mine, no one would like what I'd do with them.
was sitting near Jims desk, bent over a stack of papers. Jim and Simon were
standing a short distance away, talking. Everyone was minding their own business,
more than happy to get back to work and forget the whole deal that had erupted
just a week and a half ago.
something in Rhondas voice made him look up, and sent a sliver of trepidation
snaking through him.
he asked. She looked
worried, and a bit sympathetic.
came for you, she said quietly, setting a brown package in front of him.
He noticed belatedly that Simon and Jim had halted their conversation, and were
watching him. With an embarrassed start, he realized that Brown, Rafe and Megan
had also paused in their work and were waiting. He gave a small, self-conscious
smile and glanced down at the package. There was a small hitch in his breath,
and his face lost its color when he saw the cover. Jim strode over.
is it, Chief? he asked cautiously. Blair cleared his throat. Several times.
sick idea of a joke, he said, striving to keep his voice light. Simon and
the rest now crowded around. Blair was about to tell them they could go back to
work, but realized it was futile. Theyd just spend the rest of the time
eavesdropping and speculating what the package could say.
the front, it was addressed to: Professor Blair Sandburg, Ph.D. c/o Major
Crimes. And that was it, no address or anything.
this get here, Rhonda? Simon growled. She shrugged somewhat helplessly.
dont know, it just appeared with the rest of the mail. Blairs
eyes were still glued to the cover.
it a bomb or something, Jim? he asked quietly. Jim listened, then shook
I cant tell what it is, he replied in frustration.
way to find out, Blair grinned weakly and tentatively opened it. It was
a video. A blank video with nothing written on it. It had been packaged in a bubble
wrap to disguise the shape.
can watch it in my office, Blair, Simon said softly. Blair nodded.
captain. You guys can watch, too. In a moment, they were all stiffly seated,
waiting as Blair pushed the video into the VCR. A nervous ball coiled in his stomach,
and he was almost sick with anticipation. He stepped back, next to Jim, crossed
his arms, and waited.
screen was blank for a second, before the words: To Professor Sandburg
appeared in white against the black background. The door to the anthropology room
come into view next, and piano music filtered in, along with Elton Johns
voice, singing Candle in the Wind. The screen changed to show Blair
standing in front of his class, teaching. A colorful picture had been expertly
drawn on the chalkboard behind him, and he was animatedly using his hands and
talking. Another picture replaced that one, showing him talking with one of the
teachers, Emily Watson. Several shots of him walking through the school, into
his office, down Hargrove Hall.
chorus: And it seems to me you lived your life/Like a candle in the wind/Never
knowing who to cling to/When the rain set in came on, showing a few brief
shots of him talking with Jim, or Simon, before changing to more of him with the
other teachers. Another verse appeared, showing him outside, next to a perplexed
student. He had a book open and was explaining something. A light dawned in the
kids eyes and he beamed, indicating that whatever Blair had been clarifying
the lyrics said something about dying, and the fountain from school appeared.
Blair gasped before he was able to stop it. Next came scenes where he was walking
into school, resolutely staring ahead or at the ground, news reporters flocking
him. The chorus came on again, shocking Blair with a picture of him walking next
to the fountain. The weather was bleak, so he hand his hands bunched in his pockets
and his shoulders hunched to ward off the cold wind. The film changed to show
more shots of him with students, and him in the library, pouring through books.
The final shot, when Elton John sang: Your candle burned out long before/Your
legend ever did stayed on Blairs face, as he smiled up at the camera.
He was seated outside on the green grass, glasses perched on his nose and a gentle
breeze shifting his hair. The movie faded to black again. At the bottom of the
screen a candle sat, flickering in a gentle wind. Words in white appeared: Goodbye
Professor Sandburg. Well miss you. faded in next. The
screen went black.
room was dead silent. Blair got up and left, without a word. Who would do
that? he wondered as he walked. He had gone outside and was walking aimlessly
around, in shock. Blair had thought all of his students hated him now. Where
the hell did they get all those shots? He certainly couldnt remember
being filmed. But when he thought about it, he realized that his clothes hadnt
changed that much, so they had probably took mass amounts in only a few days and
pasted them together. It was very well and very professionally done.
Blair looked up to find Jim next to him. Here. Jim shrugged out of
his leather jacket and draped it on Blairs shoulders.
Blair said, snuggling into the still-warm interior. They walked awhile in silence,
finally stopping and sitting at a bench.
you think you can find out who did it? Sandburg asked eventually.
Jim replied carefully. Why?
want to send them a thank-you note. Blair looked out over the city. Ill
treasure that video forever. Jim was silent for a long moment.
you going to do it? he finally asked, referring to the offer to be a cop.
It was the smaller mans turn to be quiet.
dont know, he replied. He turned sideways so he could look into Jims
eyes. They were back in sync, somehow. They hadnt really discussed things,
besides that scene in the hospital, but Blair had learned a long time ago that
a moment of anger- righteous or not- was not worth a weeks and months of the pain
of separation. So therefore he let go all of the pain and anger he had felt during
this whole fiasco and was ready to try again. Besides, the whole mess stemmed
from his mistakes. Jim was no more guilty than he, just in a different way.
something I feel that Naomi cant understand, Jim, he began. Im
not sure I understand it, myself. I want to stay here, in Cascade, forever.
Ive never experienced anything, any feeling like that. Im not sure
if it has something to do with this Sentinel thing, or what, but for once in my
life, Im content. Mom doesnt get why I dont just pack up and
move on, but if I did, he frowned. I wouldnt feel happy anywhere
else. Jim looked thoughtful.
I moved, would you follow me? he asked curiously. Blair chuckled.
wont move, Jim, this is your city.
the way youre talking, Id say its your
city, too. That made Blair grin.
guess it is. To answer your question; yeah, Id follow you. Jim nodded
slowly, then reached out and gripped the shoulder closest to him.
follow you, too, Chief.