fandomhighdorms | Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

She stroked Jim's cheek soothingly and kissed it, then turned to Blair.

"It's good that I know anyway, Blair," Lana said reasonably. "I mean, who spends more time with him than me? I can help him if he needs it."

"Well, I didn't think that you wanted it spread around before now." Blair snarked. "I'm glad Jim's got someone who can help him now."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jim snarked right back. "Blair, it's not like I don't need you any more. I do. You're the one who knows, well, everything."

Lana was feeling a little hurt by Blair's attitude and her presence just seemed to be making things worse.

"I'm not trying to say I know more than you do or that I want to take your place in some way," Lana said carefully. "It's just... if he zones out or something, isn't it good that he has someone else around who knows what's going on?"

She shook her head. "Anyway, I just seem to be setting you off, so I should go." She tried to get up off Jim's lap to leave.

"Zones! You told her about zone outs?" Blair facepalmed.

Jim caught at her automatically, but he wouldn't hold her if she really wanted to go. "Well, after everything else it didn't seem like that big of a deal," he muttered. "And since I zoned out in front of her . . ."

Lana hesitated when Jim caught hold of her, then decided if she was staying...

"Blair, what do you have against me? I thought you were my friend. But first you warn me off Jim and then you accuse me of trying to force him to have sex with me and now you're all upset that he's told me about something that, like it or not, I have the right to know about since it can directly affect me. What have I ever done to you to deserve this?" Her face showed her hurt clearly.

"Ugh." Blair groaned and shook his head. "I...I just sorta keeping screwing things up around you, don't I?"

"Okay, first off...I don't have anything against you, Lana. Seriously. I would feel the same about Jim telling anyone. You have to understand, I've been searching for someone like him for years. Christ, all my plans for my life and career revolve around finding a true Sentinel. This means everything to me."

Jim looked uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think that Blair wasn't looking out for him, he was looking out for the Sentinel. And Lana was clearly getting more and more upset and while Jim's spirit was certainly willing to help her with that, his flesh was completely clueless as to how.

"And why does my knowing about Jim somehow negate your finding a Sentinel? It's not like I'm going to stand in the way of your helping him or something." Lana tried to keep her tone calm, but knew she was probably letting some of her agitation shine through. "I lo- care about him very much. I want to be able to be there for him. Why does that upset you?"

"It's not like that...it's just..." Blair flailed for a moment and finally bounced up to pace back and forth. "I'm not normally one, but something about the Sentinel stuff is making me a control freak. I feel this...."

More flailing and pacing before Blair shrugged and spoke in a rush. "It's like something driving me and I don't quite understand it and I can't really control it so I'm trying to control other stuff and I'm sorry. I'm not in charge and I'm not angry at you guys, I'm just trying to figure stuff out and keep things together."

Jim looked between them. "Do I get to take care of myself in this scenario?" he grumbled to himself before sighing. "Look, Lana, Blair. There's no reason you can't both help me, right? Blair can do his research and write his paper and Lana can . . ." He smiled up at her. "I don't know. Whatever she wants."

"I'm sorry," Lana said, looking embarrassed. I didn't mean to suggest you couldn't take care of yourself. I just didn't understand why Blair was so upset that you told me." She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder again.

Blair blushed a little at the two of them and made a vague hand motion. "Um...we're okay now?"

Give him a little credit, it's not like he had hugs and cuddling to let him know that things were back to normal.

Jim nodded. "Yeah, we're okay." He looked at Lana, question in his eyes. "Right?"

Lana nodded. "As long as he's not upset about my knowing."

"I don't want to get between you, I just don't want to be shut out." She kept her head buried against his shoulder.

"I'm not upset, Lana." Blair nodded. "It's good that someoen who's around Jim more than me knows what's going on and can help."

~~Jim was growing rapidly confused as to who was dating whom in this scenario.~~ "So . . ." He wasn't sure where to go from there.

~~Jim's totally dating Lana. And since Blair knows Lana can kick his ass and Jim knows there are hordes of people waiting for an excuse to kick Jim's, that's the way it better stay. :)~~

Lana started to stand up. "I think its time for me to crash," she said. She kissed Jim lightly on the cheek. "I'll see you in a while?"

~~See, this is why threesomes were invented.~~

Blair waved at Lana and looked over at Jim. "Sorry about that, man. I really do like you and Lana together."

"My room?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant, before rolling his eyes at Blair. "So do I," he said dryly.

~~Lana has no issue with threesomes, but Blair and Jim? Would die if she suggested it. ;)~~

Lana nodded and blushed a little. "Your room. And me too."

~~"Your room." Blair chimed in, because threesomes were fun.~~

Blair stuck out his tongue out at Jim and tossed popcorn in his direction.

~~"Five minutes," Jim agreed quickly.~~

Jim stuck his tongue out back and batted the popcorn away. "Be there soon," he told Lana with a smile before tossing popcorn back at Blair.

"Okay," Lana said with a shy smile. "Night, Blair."

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