Title: Something a little red
Warning: Not beta read so all the mistakes are mine.
Disclaimers: I don't any of the characters mentioned in this story. I also make no money off of this.
Summary: Can't say without giving it away.
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Something a little red
Cynthia

Jim tuned into the loft as he road the elevator up from the ground floor. He knew Sandburg was there because he had seen the kids car as he pulled up. First he tuned into the Blair's heart beat, only to find he fast. Without though he extended it to see if there was any intruders. He didn't hear any other heartbeats in the loft, but as a precaution he drew his gun anyway as he approached the loft. something had really upset his Guide and Jim was read to kill who ever that person was. So he flung open the door but all he
saw was blood red.

"You bastard," Blair yelled at the same time.

Gently Jim removed the red shirt from over his head and looked at his angry roommate. "What's this about Chief?" he asked.

"You know exactly what its about. I know I messed up your soaks, but did you have to do that," Blair yelled pointing to the shirt that was currently in Jim's hand. "That was my favorite shirt and now look at it."

Jim looked at the shirt and then to his roommate. "Is that all, I though someone had broken in by the way your hearts beating."

"That's all you have to say, you died all my white shirts red."

"What can I say Chief, it beats pink. Which might I add is the color you turned all my soaks. I just thought turnabout was fair," Jim said throwing the shirt back to Blair and reholstering his gun.

"Oh you haven't seen anything yet Ellison. Someday your going to find  that piece of junk you call a truck repainted bright pink," Blair stated.

"Now leave Sweetheart out of this Sandburg. I'm warning you. If anything happens to..."

Outside the door Simon and Joel listened to Blair and Jim fight. It was another day the Ellison/Sandburg home and the two could only hope that they did kill each other.

The End