In honor of Friday the 13th with nods to aly's week from hell and
everyone's trials and tribulations this week.  An Obsenad that's a
songfic. (The local country station played this one as the Coffee Break
classic for Friday the 13th)

I ALWAYS GET LUCKY WITH YOU 
(Merle Haggard and George Jones)

~I've had good luck, and bad luck
And no luck, it's true,
But I always get lucky with you.~

Blair kicked the flat tire on the Volvo and cursed the classic.  He needed
to get to the station.  Jim was expecting him to help with the Landers
murder case.

A blue and white pickup pulled up beside him.  Jim got out.

"Need a lift, Chief?"

~I've been turned on, and turned down
When the bars close at two,
But I always get lucky with you.~

"She could have set my hair on fire, Jim.  That woman is a menace." Blair
had had one too many beers.

"Why do you keep dating Sam?"  Jim was curious.

"Never underestimate where a man will let his dick guide him."

"She's that good?"

"That's not it at all.  She helps me forget what I really want."

"What do you really want, Chief?"

Blair looked at Jim with frightened eyes, just as the bartender announced
that it was closing time.

~I've had two strikes against me most all of the time
And when it's down to just a phone call, I'm minus a dime. ~

"Ellison."

"Jim, can you come pick me up?"

"Volvo break down again?"

"Jim..."

"Where are you?  I'll be right there."

~I've had good days, and bad days,
But when the day is through
I always get lucky with you
Oh, I always get lucky with you.~

Moonlight spilled through the skylight onto the Jim's broad back.  Blair
stared down at his new lover in awe.  Every time this week that he'd had a
bad moment, Jim had been there to pick up the pieces.   He'd quietly
offered support and affection until Blair was ready to see what Jim was
really offering.  His heart.

July 13, 2001