The Mystery Woman

Part Three

by Melrae, Cedara and Troi

Written on the IRC (May 21/22, 1997)

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Jim came home from the station, feeling exhausted. This week had been very hot and humid, even for a Sentinel barely able to tolerate. As he reached the door to the loft, he found a note stuck to it, telling him Blair had already prepared everything for the barbecue they had planned on having tonight and was waiting for him on the roof to join him. On the roof, Blair had already started preparing some steaks.

After a while, the steaks were done and the guys started to eat. Jim wanted to add some of the barbecue sauce, but hesitated. Remembering the problems they had the last time they had a barbecue, Blair said: "No, Jim. This one's perfect for the steaks. Trust me!"

"The last time you said that I couldn't taste anything for the rest of the night."

Blair sighed: "I know, but this one's really mild."

Jim raised his eyebrows and replied: "OK, just don't put a ton of it on them."

"Ok, I'll be careful."

Blair has opened the bottle and tried to apply just a little bit, but he suddenly recognized that it won't work.

Jim asked: "You need a little help with that?"

"No, it will work. "

As Blair fought with the bottle to try to get just a little bit of the sauce, something went wrong and he applied a quarter of the bottle's ingredients.

Blair cursed: "Shit!"

"Guess that one is yours, Chief."

Jim has grabbed the bottle from Blair and now was able to apply just a little bit of sauce as Blair had earlier wanted to. Jim failed to notice the devilish glint to Blair's eyes as he retrieved the BBQ sauce.

"See it can be done. You just have to know how to."

"Guess you're the lucky one this time, Jim."

As Jim started to eat his steak, Blair tried to pull off some of the sauce of his own steak. Blair watched while Jim helped himself to a large piece not noticing the chili that Blair had marinated the steak into. Suddenly, Jim's senses go into overdrive - he doesn't know whether to grab for Sandburg or water, water wins out.

"Sandburg, I'm going to kill you!" Jim shouted after he gulped the water down.

"Come on, Jim. That was just an experiment to see how you react on unexpected stimuli." Blair looks to the sides to see if he needs to escape.

"Unexpected Stimuli, I'll show you unexpected stimuli!" Jim replied angrily and proceeded to down Blair's beer as well as his own. As

Jim drank Blair's beer, he suddenly started to look confused.

"Blair, have you kissed a woman today?"

Blair blushes and says: "Well, yes."

"Who?"

Blair mutters: "I wish I knew."

"What?"

"I don't know who she was, Jim."

"Well, what does she look like then."

"I don't know. That's the problem."

"What do you know about her then? How can you not know what she looks like."

"That's a long story, Jim."

"Well, Chief, we've got the time."

So Blair began to tell what had happened. "It started on the day when the girls were out to buy new towels. You were at the bullpen and I was alone in the loft. At least I thought I was. I came in to the Loft and I found a note and a blindfold on the table." Blair hesitated.

"Go on."

He continued: "The note told me to go into the bathroom and take off my clothes, light the candles and turn on the music, then get into the shower and put on the blindfold."

"And what happened?"

"Well after a bit." Blair gulped. "A woman joined me in the shower."

Jim said nothing in reply but then got an idea on what happened. "Oh!" Jim exclaimed. "I see. So you and her..."

Blair continued: "After the first encounter I did try to find out who she was but...well I couldn't."

Noticing Jim's answer, he said: "Yeah, we did."

Jim wondered: "There's absolutely nothing you can tell me about her? No idea if she wore any perfume or so?"

"None, all I know is her voice ."

"Wait a moment. You said that was the first encounter?"

"Yeah." Blair replies and Jim saw that Blair blushed again.

"What happened afterwards?"

"What?" Blair asks. "After the first one?"

"You said it was the first encounter."

"Yeah, She left me in the shower and I guess disappeared in to the gang of gals we have running through here. I tried to find out who she was by seeing if any one acted differently but that didn't work."

Jim's curiosity now had won and he asked: "And I guess there was a second encounter?"

"Yes, today."

"Oh!" Jim exclaimed and then Blair blushed again. "Where this time?"

Blair replied: "My room, I had a bad day and she helped me cool off."

Jim wondered: "Did she wore perfume this time?" hoping to be able to help him identifying that woman if Blair really wanted to.

"You want to identify her, Jim?"

"If you want to. She seduced you twice. Don't you want to find out?"

"Well, I'd love to. But I don't have the notes anymore, she seemed to have taken them away. She also said she would stop if I tried to find out who she is. And to be honest, Jim - this was a very sensual experience. I did enjoy it. But thanks for the offer to help. I'll think about it."

He noticed that Blair didn't want to talk about it any longer and so he decided not to press further.

The following afternoon Jim came home earlier than he expected to. Blair was still at the University for a class. The girls who were present normally weren't there either. So he expected to enjoy solitude for a while.

He closed the door and tossed his keys on the table. Suddenly he paused, noticing a faint smell of perfume. He followed that trail and it led him to the dinner table where he found a blindfold and a note:

"This is the blindfold I used for Blair. It has already been washed, there are no traces of me left. Also, you won't be able to identify me with the perfume that guided you here. It's not mine. Please forget about trying to find out. Blair enjoyed the games we were playing and I promise you I will never harm him."

Jim had no idea how the Woman had found out that he knew about her and Blair's secret. He promised himself he would monitor the girl's heartbeats carefully during the next week to see if anyone reacted differently towards Blair than before. Not for his sake but for Blair's.

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