This is a SR drabble that I wrote for a non fanfic site challenge.
But you know how I love to wander around inside Starsky's psyche!
If I stay like this he won't get me. As long as I resist his touch the barrier remains. I know where he wants to take me, but I'm not ready to make that journey yet.
His hand flickers on my shoulder; but the barrier is still between us. I hear him knocking gently on the glass; through a glass darkly; through my mind mistily. He wants to take me beyond the mists; into his world of painless peace.
But I'm not ready to follow him.
As long as I remain conscious of his presence and resist , I'm safe.