The first time I
saw them together, their closeness didn't register. It
took
months for that to happen,
but I see them now, four years later, and wonder
how I
missed it.
They're in the
bullpen, Jim and Blair, nothing unusual about that, just
joking around with Rafe and
Brown like they always do. But even now,
there's an aura about them
that I can't deny. I think Megan pointed it out
to me first, when we were
still in Sierra Verde. She noticed their
connection, how they
weren't right, weren't whole, unless they were
together. Remembering Jim's
reaction when we all thought Blair dead, I knew
she
was right.
I watch them now,
from my office. I see the little things I never noticed
before; Jim's hand brushing
the small of Blair's back, Blair gently
touching
Jim's arm. Their movements
are unconscious, I know they don't realize
they're doing it, but even if they did, I doubt they'd care.
The world of law
enforcement might not be ready for a relationship like
theirs, but they have never
cared what others thought. Those two, they're a
law unto themselves. And
me? I'm just proud they call me friend, and I'll
take
on anyone who tries to break them apart.