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Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-10-02 08:18:00

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!active, day 25, location: museum, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day 25, Evening
Who: Sam Winchester and Shannon Rutherford
What: Coming home to the museum
Where: Museum
When: Early Evening
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

The morning's experiment had been one that Sam wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon. Not only because he'd been able to see that Dean was still alive, some time in the future, but also because coming back to Vas he realized just how much he'd come to depend on the people he'd met since being there. A world without Dean was hard to handle or accept, but one without Shannon or Andy had been empty and lacking as well. He already missed Dean's familiar presence and hoped that he'd get to see his brother again soon but at least he knew he wasn't really dead. It made it easier, being stuck in this place to know that Dean wasn't.

He'd gone back to the theatre to get his things, what little possessions he did have, and then had headed back to the museum. He'd needed time away from Shannon after waking up to find Dean's body beside them and her reaction to his siding with the other Doctor. The truth was he'd needed time away from everyone, but especially Shannon because he couldn't help but feel that he'd let Dean down by getting so wrapped up in her. Right now though he just wanted to see her again. The thought that he wouldn't be able to had pulled at him even through the makeshift Christmas with Dean, casting a bittersweet taint over everything.

As he made his way back to the museum and the room he shared with her he realized that Vas was the longest time he'd spent in one place since Stanford. Even though his presence there was against his will and it was more prison than a home, Sam couldn't deny that there was a small bit of comfort in it's familiar surroundings. He wasn't sure that was a good thing.

He knocked before entering, the sense of familiarity fading as he opened the door and moved inside the room, realizing that coming back also meant talking about some things that he'd been putting off for days. Unless Shannon didn't want to talk about those thing either.

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ballerinadreams
2009-10-09 01:04 am UTC (link)

Sam's response of hugging her closer and nuzzling into her hair was the opposite of what Shannon expected. She'd been afraid that his response would be more shocked and afraid of what it might mean for them as roommates and friends; as residents in the Glass Cage to take it as a positive admission on her part. The fact that he was taking it for what it was and, not only that but, he was returning the sentiment, however quietly, Shannon's heart swelled. In response to his sentiment, Shannon clung to him. When Sam said it, it felt real. It felt like he really meant it.

"We're gonna be okay, Sam," she said quietly. "I know it. We have to be." She paused and looked up at him. "I've never said that to anybody before. I mean, like, other than family. And it wasn't scary for me to say and I meant it...that has to mean something good, doesn't it?" she asked.

Her eyes searched his then to see if he understood where she was coming from. It didn't matter to her, really, if he agreed with her that things were going to be okay, but it did matter to her whether he at least saw it, even somewhere in his eyes rather than from his lips, that there was even a sliver of a possibility that they would be. For a moment, she just looked at him, chewing her bottom lip uncertainly, waiting for some sort of absolution. And then, a moment later, her lips were on his and she wanted nothing more than to just melt into the moment and forget all else.

"You mean the world to me," she whispered. "I finally see it and...I never thought I'd say anything good about this place, but there it is. I'm at least glad that it brought me to you." A ghost of a smile passed over her lips then and she looked down sheepishly.

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demonboyking
2009-10-14 05:57 am UTC (link)

Sam looked down at Shannon and felt his chest tighten when she said they were going to be okay. He wasn't so sure that they would be. The hope that had been instilled in him at seeing his brother alive had almost been canceled out by the knowledge that Shannon might not exist in time outside of her own or Vas. If there was a way out, it might be the end of this thing that even the act of acknowledging made him feel pulled in a million different directions. Still, looking down at Shannon's face and knowing that the expression of hope there was because of him made him unable to fight the small bit that was rising in him. Maybe they could figure things out. Maybe they'd find a way to make things work. He nodded. "Yeah," he said after licking his lips. "Yeah, that has to mean something."

He shut his eyes when she kissed him, his arms pulling her closer as he tried to drown out all of the what ifs and worries that were trying to crowd his mind and concentrate on the one good thing that had come out of being here. Shannon was here and she said she loved him the way he loved her. That had to count for something. That had to mean that no matter how many terrible things were thrown their way that they could still make something good out of it. She pulled away and whispered exactly what he was thinking. He watched her look down, not used to the shy movement from Shannon and he felt his chest loosen a little at the movement. He did love her.

He reached out for her, pulling her close again as he dipped his mouth to the exposed part of her neck. He didn't trust himself to speak, wasn't sure that he'd be able to say more than had already be said, but he could show her how he felt.

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