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Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-22 22:43:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 04, location: museum, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day Four - Late Evening

Who: Sam Winchester & Shannon Rutherford
What: Talking
When: Late Evening
Where: The musuem
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

Sam moved further down the museum hallway towards the dark showing rooms at the back of the building and away from the torchlight and the voices of the Doctor and his brother in the front room. It wasn't a huge building, but it was big enough that not all of it was immediately visible from the darkened hallway.

The Doctor had let him and Dean in, which was surprising considering Shannon’s being adamant that no one know where she lived. Still, Sam had gotten the impression that Shannon had a high opinion of the Doctor and from his short conversation to him regarding Dean he’d seemed genuine enough. Still, Sam had found himself wondering if he could be wrong and beginning to worry when Shannon was nowhere in sight. He’d been just about to call her name out when he caught the faint reflection of torchlight on the Starry Night replica.

Sam turned the corner as the ring of faint torchlight widened and he spotted Shannon sitting against the wall. Something about her body language instantly made him feel like he’d somehow intruded on a moment of privacy and he hesitated for a moment. He still felt in someways that he was her guest and that there was an unspoken kind of courtesy he should follow. He thought about retreating and turning back towards the others, but catching sight of the expression on Shannon's face he instead found himself stepping forward.

“Shannon?” He asked his voice low and quiet as he stepped further in the room. “Are you okay?”

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demonboyking
2009-04-26 05:55 am UTC (link)

"Me too," Sam said, his eyes locking with hers for a moment before he looked away. He sighed, aware of her head rising slightly with his chest. "My dad and I...we butted heads a lot. We're Winchesters, being stubborn is kind of in our DNA." He forced a humorless smile, though it faded fast enough. "I wasn't exactly the best son," Sam said slowly, feeling guilt settling in his stomach. "I said a lot of really terrible things to him before he died. And I never got the chance to take them back. Or say I was sorry." Though now of course there were a lot of other things Sam wanted to say to John. Like when exactly he'd decided Sam might become something to be destroyed if they couldn't protect him and if or when he'd ever intended on telling Sam what he was.

He shut his eyes shut for a moment, trying to force his deepest fears about himself and what he was capable of out of his mind. Shannon shifted again, her nose tickling his neck. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, his arm tightening around her slightly. The thought that Dean didn't know the order that John had issued before his death hit Sam and his eyes snapped open and moved towards the open doorway, his ears straining for the familiar sound of his brother's voice. In fact, Dean didn't yet know that John was dead, or that he'd made a deal in order to keep Dean alive, just the way Dean had turned around and made a deal for Sam. He'd tried to fill Dean in earlier while they'd been out, but it'd proven to be too hard of a task. He couldn't help but think that some ignorance on his brother's part really was -- well, if not bliss, much less painful. At least for now he wanted Dean to not have to deal with everything that had happened.

He cleared his throat.

"Dean, doesn't know about dad," he said quietly, his hand stilling for a moment on her arm. "Not yet, anyway. I'd really appreciate it if you didn't say anything."

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