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Dancing Queen by Kathy P. Summary: Blair regrets the morning after the party. Jim is just plain amused. Originally
posted to The Sentinel Angst List. Special thanks to Kimberly for the wonderful
beta job. All remaining mistakes are mine...all mine. <evil cackle>
"Man,
someone bring me a gun." Turning the
television set off with a grin, Jim stood up. Moving into the kitchen, he filled
a glass full of water and went to stand outside of Blair’s door. The
French doors did little to silence the sounds that drifted out of the room. Rapping
on the door with his knuckles, the Sentinel slowly swung the door open. "Hey,
Chief. You ready to join the land of the living again?" Moving
further into the darkened room, Jim looked for any hint of his partner. The younger
man was totally hidden under a mound of blankets. "Oh,
man, I feel horrible. What happened?" Blair moaned as he pulled a pillow
over his head. "What do you remember?" The
pillow shifted slightly and a bleary blue eye tried to focus on him. "A party?" Jim
smiled wickedly at his friend. "And?" Another
blue eye appeared from behind the pillow. "Whiskey?" "And?" "Tequila?" "Add
those all together and what do you get, Chief?" "Ummm..." "Let’s
add one more thing to the equation. Megan’s ABBA CD." Groaning,
Blair pulled the pillow over his head again. "Stop
right there, man," he begged the Sentinel. Chuckling
again, Jim reached over and pulled the pillow off the younger man’s head.
"Here, Blair. Drink this," he said as he offered the hungover man the
glass of water. "You need to re-hydrate yourself." Taking
the glass from the older man, Blair downed the water quickly. Handing the empty
glass back to Jim, the younger man tried to extradite himself from his mountain
of blankets. With another chuckle, Jim moved
to help his friend out off the bed. "There’s some Tylenol in the medicine
cabinet, Chief." "Uh huh,"
the disheveled younger man said as he moved toward the bathroom. "Oh,
and Blair?" Blair stopped his trek to
the bathroom for a moment. "Don’t be too surprised when the guys start
calling you, the Dancing Queen tomorrow." The
younger man’s shoulders slumped as a small whimper escaped from his lips. "I’ve
always told you that you know all the moves, baby." The
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