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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
2009-05-01 04:38 pm UTC (link)

Sam watched the small smile slide over her lips when he asked her about Sayid. He wondered if he was the best thing about this place, but quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. Not only was it incredibly arrogant it was absurd. There was no good thing about this place. It was just fear and the unknown and trying to operate in survival mode.

Me looked down at her when she said she was sorry that he and Dean didn't have a home. He gave her a smile and shrugged like it wasn't really a big deal. It shouldn't be. They'd moved around so much growing up that they'd never had one place to call their own. The closest thing he'd ever had was the apartment with Jess in Stanford and that was a place that he'd never be able to go back to.

"I'm sure," he said, giving her a nod and a smile when she yawned again. He clamped his mouth down, trying to stifle a yawn of his own. Probably reflex. He'd never been able to figure out why yawns seemed to be contagious. Her expression seemed to shift just a little as she looked back up at him and there was an earnestness in her expression that made him feel like she wasn't just looking at him, she was seeing right into him.

"No problem," Sam said, feeling suddenly more aware of her warmth against his shoulder. He'd said he wouldn't let anything happen to her out of reflex. He'd said it to other people before, working jobs with Dean, but somehow it was different with Shannon. He felt the importance of keeping that promise in the pit of his stomach as he met her eyes. "That's what I'm here for."

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