Re: Penthouse: Iris / Sam
[The kiss felt nice. It wasn't that Sam was weak or anything, but this had been a shitty stretch, yeah? Ever since the long fucking walk on her own to the facility, hours on bloody feet and with the overwhelming desire to just zig into traffic right the fuck there, she'd been needing something like this. She wasn't weak. Or she liked to tell herself she fucking wasn't, but she'd just reached a point where she needed this - a hug, quiet, the kiss, family. And maybe that was an Alexander flaw, yeah? Too loyal and to trusting of the people they loved, too needing to be loved back when shit was bad, and the family had fallen the fuck apart a half a year earlier. This shit, it wasn't going to help them come back together, not by a fucking longshot.
She nodded when Iris said she had her. Nod, nod, and eventually Sam drew back and rubbed the back of her hands against her eyes. She looked exhausted, and the nurse looked on disapprovingly from the bedroom.] I don't know how to tell Shane. I think they probably told Lou, yeah? Neil? Cris?
[She looked at Iris like Iris had all the fucking answers because, frankly, someone needed to have them right then, yeah? Someone who wasn't the girl in the scrubs with red-dotted arms and eyes that wouldn't focus right.] And Meredith's in some fucked up door, and Neil can't go. Yeah? IDK where him and Cris are. Probably Gotham? Lou's in a basement there or whatever.