15_song_titles: Wonderful World

It was the middle of the night when Michael started to cry. Sam groaned, hiding deeper in his pillows. Bela nudged at his shoulder. "It's your turn."

"I went last time," came the muffled response.

"No, you slept through last time," Bela pointed out, sitting up. "Come on, Sam..."

Sam pushed himself up on his elbow, half turning to face her. "How can I sleep through this?"

"Your brother sleeps through it all the time when he's here. It's genetic." She just gave him that look she did when she knew she was right and didn't see the point in him arguing. "Will you go already?!"

Sam growled and got out of bed, tossing the blankets back onto her as he stumbled out of the room in only his sweatpants and went into Michael's bedroom.

( . . . )

justprompts Just One Simple Word - Love.

ooc: takes place after this.

The mission over, Sam slept for a good four hours on the CONTROL jet that brought him back to the states. Partially it was from exhaustion, though the drugs to numb the pain from the bullet wound on his arm were helping nicely.

Once he got back to base, he was patched up better and spent a few hours in debriefing. Somewhere along the way he also managed to catch a quick shower, though he didn't have a shaving kit at work to get rid of the scruff.

After that, he sat and talked with the Chief. He needed advice about what to do, and he would be the only one who would know Sam and Beth well enough to give good advice.

( . . . )