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Shannon Rutherford (ballerinadreams) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-11 23:57:00

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!complete, day 10, location: gym, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day Ten - Late night
Who: Shannon Rutherford and Sam Winchester
What: Finally, she can go to sleep.
Where: behind the gym
When: 11:30pm-ish
Rating: PG probably
Status: Complete

The moon was shining brightly, almost as if to mock the captives, Shannon thought, as she laid on her back, staring up at it in the relatively pitch darkness of nightfall. The gym was in shambles and even when Sam had walked her slowly over there from the museum, she couldn't make herself go inside. So, Sam had gone in, retrieved whatever supplies he'd needed - she hadn't paid attention, choosing instead to close her eyes after taking the pain killer, and bite down hard on one of the clean sleeves of Remy's turtleneck - and he'd carefully cleaned and stitched the wound in her side.

That had been hours ago. There were no remains of a newly set sun; no more tremors or aftershocks rumbling their way through the town to unsettle the settled and disquiet the complacent. It had been, without a doubt, the longest day in Shannon's life...and that included the day she'd boarded Oceanic Flight 815 only to crash land before making her final destination.

"Someone died today," she told Sam in a numb, quiet voice, shattering the brief silence that surrounded them. "I think it was Bob." She was too tired to feel; too exhausted to cry. Too spent to lie to herself when she'd opened the journal to leave Remy a note and had noticed the Insider's page.

Taking a deep breath, she sighed. "I never met him. I kept meaning to, but we never crossed paths." She was talking just to hear the sound; any sound, for the lack of crickets was disconcerting. Her head lolled slightly to look up at Sam. L had asked if Sam had told her that he loved her before he left her earlier that day. Asked if he'd made sure she knew it in case either of them died. She didn't think that Sam loved her and she wasn't going to pretend that he did. Shannon didn't really know what love was, if she was honest, so if she felt it toward him, she'd never know the difference. All that she knew was that it felt like the worst was over for the day even if the worst on the grand scheme was still yet to come.

Having Sam there made her feel safer than she thought she had any right to feel. People were hurt worse than she was. People were maybe dying; had died...and all she could think about was knowing that Sam was safe and pushing away her worry that Domeki was not. Sam was right there beside her and at that moment, that was all that mattered.

Looking away from him again, Shannon wet her lips and stared back up at the sky, reaching up to fluff her makeshift pillow - that was, the Doctor's coat. "I'm really glad you were with me when it happened," she admitted without looking back at him. "Out of everyone here...I'm glad it was you."

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ballerinadreams
2009-06-29 04:24 am UTC (link)

When Sam moved forward and put his hand on her waist, Shannon's eyes met his and she smiled, just slightly. He said she was the most important person here with the exception of his brother and no one had ever told her she was important before. Annoying, bitchy, needy, selfish, and uncaring...but never important. Somehow, the look in Sam's eyes when he said it was enough to tell her that he really meant it and Shannon looked down, moving carefully forward until she was pressed up against him and she could rest her head against his shoulder.

Resting her face against his neck, Shannon left butterfly kisses there as her eyelids fluttered while she fought with her exhaustion. It had to be nearly time for her to be allowed to go to sleep. "You're the most important person here for me, too," she said softly, nuzzling her nose gently against his jaw. She wanted to kiss him again to see if he meant it the way she did, now that they weren't in imminent danger anymore and he couldn't blame it on relief. Her breath hitched at the thought, but she wasn't going to do it, either way. If he wanted to kiss her, he would. At least, she hoped he would. So, until then, she wouldn't push her luck. Shannon would just be happy with the fact that things weren't so awkward anymore and that Sam was taking care of her again even though she'd walked out on him two days before.

"I'm so tired," she whispered against his skin, letting her eyes close into a slow blink, if only because she wanted to hear from someone else that it was okay to go to sleep before she actually tried. And, she wanted to be held when she fell asleep, because she'd gotten so used to it, that passing out on the floor near Jenny the night before had felt...wrong. Even falling asleep nestled between Jack and Ianto had felt wrong; more like an intrusion. She missed falling asleep with Sam.

As she moved to look back up at him, the tip of Shannon's nose dragged lightly over Sam's jaw and cheek before she pulled completely away. "How much longer, you think, before I can go to sleep and not end up in a coma or something?" she asked, a ghost of a smile crossing her lips and failing to meet her eyes.

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