Samantha Winchester (smnthwnchstr) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2018-02-16 23:20:00 |
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It felt like coming back to life. She'd certainly experienced that enough. She gasped and sat up quickly, taking a few deep breaths as she looked around. New room, different place. She'd never seen it before. The only thing she knew for certain was that there was an attractive man on the opposite side of the room who seemed to be just waking up himself. This caused Samantha to look down and verify that she was, in fact, still clothed. Jeans, t-shirt, underwear still in place. She visibly relaxed. "Well, hello there." The man said as he sat up himself. He was rather charming. "Hello." Samantha offered a smile. "How did we end up here?" Lucifer didn't remember drinking enough to black out, but then he wouldn't remember that, would he? He didn't have the typical symptoms, though. "Probably island bullshit." Sam shrugged as she got to her feet. She went over and offered a hand to the man. He took it and got to his feet, then offered a little bow. "You're most likely correct on that." He sighed and looked around the room. Samantha was digging the accent, and he was very well dressed. "I suppose if we're stuck in this situation we might as well introduce ourselves." He smiled. "Lucifer Morningstar. Very nice to meet you." Samantha immediately froze. "Lucifer....." She took a few steps back. "Yes. Are you alright?" "No..." Samantha wrapped her arms around herself. "You....you're not real. You're just in my head. You have to be...." "You just touched me, my dear. I assure you, I am very real." "What's with the new vessel? Old one crap out on you?" Samantha kept moving back away from him until the wall was at her back. "Vessel....what are you talking about? This is who I am." He gestured to his body. "Looked a bit different last time we crossed paths." She closed her eyes as flashes from the pit came rushing back. "The last...." Lucifer tilted his head as he looked at her. "You really are terrified, aren't you?" He kept his distance, not wanting to cause her any distress. Samantha's eyes popped open and just stared at him for a moment. "You really don't know who I am?" How was that even possible? He'd been inside her body. He'd messed with her mind. How could he forget that? Unless he was from a timeline before that happened? Time travel was a thing after all. "I'm afraid not, my dear. We've never met before this moment." Lucifer smoothed his hands down the front of his suit jacket. "Samantha. My name is Samantha Winchester and you personally tortured me for months. And then messed with my brain for almost a year after that. You....practically ruined my life." She started feeling around her pockets, hoping to come across the Colt. Even if it couldn't kill him, it would at least cause some damage. Instead she simply found her phone. "I don't remember any of that. And I would remember it, believe me." He wondered what she could be talking about. Before he could say anything else, the young woman pulled her phone out and made a phone call. Samantha moved over to a corner and called Dean, praying that he answered. |