Who: Faith Lehane, Sam Winchester and Michael Winchester
What: Hugging. Lots and lots of hugging.
When: Post rescue
Where: The Winchester house
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress


The adrenaline was starting to wear off, leaving Faith to start feeling the affects of days without sleep as well as quite how drained being so worried had made her. For as long as the fight had been on her mind, she had been able to push anything else aside, but now she had the gut wrenching relief that Sam was alive she was about ready to curl up and go to sleep.

After cookies. And reassuring their future son that his father was okay. And she still wanted that hot chocolate.

She was holding on tightly to Sam's hand, hadn't let go in fact since the moment her weapons had been put away, as though an irrational part of her was actually scared that if she let go of him Eve would manage to take him again. The Liaison had disappeared, much to Faith's fury. Eventually, she would track the bitch down and hurt her for hurting her family.

It seemed to take forever before they were back at the Winchester house. Just before they went in the front door, Faith paused, turning to hug Sam. "Michael was pretty worried about you," she almost spoke into his chest before she looked up with a half smile. "You up to reassuring him some that you're alright?"