Who: Sara Lance and Sam Winchester What: Stuff Where: Dean and Sara's house When: Monday evening Warnings: Mentions of sex and violence Status: Closed/Complete
Sara honestly wasn't sure how she felt about Eliot being gone. On one hand, it made the whole breaking up with him for his own good thing a lot easier. On the other hand, she did still love him, had spent the past two years loving him, and now she might never see him again. What she really needed was a distraction from her thoughts and she was glad that Sam offered to be one. He mentioned that he was stopping by a picnic, so she told him to stop by the house later since she needed to at least swing by the club and make sure things were running smoothly, even though she didn't expect that they would be very busy tonight.
When she got home, she took a shower and pulled on some comfortable clothes, figuring it didn't matter what she was wearing since once Sam got there, she was planning on removing them. Of course, those plans were derailed when she opened the door and saw him standing there all battered and bruised.
"What the hell happened?" she asked, yanking him inside and guiding him over to the sofa.