'Newly Fallen', Jim/Blair pre-slash, rated G

A drabble for the  sentinel_thurschallenge: Ice 

NEWLY FALLEN

 

It had snowed on Saturday.  Sunday’s warmer weather turned everything to slush. Then temperatures plummeted again overnight, and on Monday morning there was a fresh dusting of white. Soft and fluffy and pristine and seemingly harmless, but concealing the treacherous patches of sheet ice underneath produced by the thawing and re-freezing of Saturday’s snow.

 

It was Jim who had the luck to slip. Lying on the ground, looking up at the gray sky, he saw a vision of an angel hovering over him. One with flyaway curls and concerned blue eyes.

 

Funny part was, he hadn’t even hit his head. 

Looking for a beta again!

950 words, R rated, J/D, First Time, Christmas Eve, schmoop and humor (hopefully *g*) 

Once again, no pesky plot to worry about.  *smiles hopefully*