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Day Twenty - Late Night
Who: Shannon Rutherford & Sam Winchester
What: Shannon sneaks back to the museum
Where: the museum
When: late night
Rating: PG
Status: Complete



When the sun had gone down and the daylight had diminished to nothing more than a soft moon-cast glow, Shannon was able to sneak out of the theater without worrying too much about being attacked by the Hitchcockesque birds lining all the rooftops of the Glass Cage. Still, she'd managed to sustain a few rogue pecks to her arms and the back of her head when she hadn't been paying attention, but they'd been half-hearted attacks and she'd been able to swat them away.

The museum was pitch black in the lobby when she walked in, but it was familiar enough, still, that she didn't have to think too hard in order to navigate. She remembered the way and didn't need light to guide her across the room, down the hall, and into the room in which she'd slept with Sam for nearly three weeks. The door creaked gently when she opened it and crept inside, and she cringed instinctively, not wanting to wake him.

Sam was lying on the floor in the same place he always laid and was sleeping as she closed the door very slowly behind herself. In spite of herself, she couldn't help smiling a little as she approached his form. Lucky him, she thought, that he was able to relax enough to sleep. She didn't think she would be able to count herself quite as lucky.

As quietly as she could manage, Shannon crossed the room and lowered herself to the floor in front of him, just looking at him for a moment and realizing how much she'd missed him while she'd been away. She wondered if he'd missed her as much she'd missed him. After a moment, Shannon laid down on the floor with her back to him, scooting herself back against him. Shannon raised Sam's arm and pulled it down around her waist. While she hoped she didn't wake him up, she had a feeling she would. So, Shannon braced herself for the possibility of having to somehow reiterate gently that she had no interest in talking about the previous day. Not now, not tomorrow; maybe not ever.