Three Little Words...

ooc: posting old logs. co-written with lieu_murphy's mun

Of the few things Sam actually did well - besides making coffee - was building a good fire in the fireplace. He actually enjoyed doing it, going out to the wood supply in the afternoon and refilling the inside supply, then kneeling in front of the fireplace and cleaning it out and prepping for the next one. Once he got it going, he sat back on the floor and smiled to himself, feeling the warmth start to spread through the cabin so that it would warm everyone in the pack when they got home from their jobs.

He was curled up on the floor reading while Anna was working on her homework when the first car drove up in the driveway. He lifted his head, still learning the sounds of the engines but he was pretty sure it was Heather coming home. "Keep working on that," he told Anna as he got up. "I'll be right back."

Heather was completely excited to be home. Work hadn't been hard, but it had been pretty boring. The tourist season was over and there wasn't much business these days. She usually got home earlier but her boss wanted inventory done and now she was just happy to be home. She grabbed the Chinese take out she'd picked up before coming home and jumped out of her truck.

Sam was at the door, holding it open with a big smile on his face. "And she delivers eggrolls too. You spoil me."

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Valentine's Day: struck with broken arrows...

ooc: catching up on old rp's. co-written with lieu_murphy's mun

Deciding that it was easier to just "get a room" for the weekend, Sam knew he was on limited funds while trying to give Heather a valentine's day that was just about them. So it was a very crappy motel room and cheap diner food, but it was just the two of them. Saturday night had been nice, and Sam whimpered as Heather pulled away to go to work on Sunday in the early morning hours. He didn't want to lose her or the warmth that she had against his chest.

Finally, he let her go, then waited for the car to drive away before he was up and moving. He had about eight bucks to his name but that was enough as he made his way out to the Walmart. He got some ribbon, a box of chocolate covered cherries, and as he was on his way back he found a girl on the side of the road who gave him some flowers for the rest of his cash and his puppy dogs eyes.

So he waited for Heather to come back as he made the bed and found a nice radio station, and as he heard the car pull back up and her keys in the door, he shifted into wolf form and sat on the bed, wearing a goofy doggy grin, a big red ribbon around his neck and his tail wagging happily.

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Fanmix: Darkness and Light - Samael/Abby

When they were alive, Sam Winchester and Bela Talbot couldn't stand one another. But in death, their hell-bound souls found refuge and comfort in each other. When Samael was gripped and pulled from Hell, he was left a mess of a man that no one appeared to want, and only was the return of his hell-bound mistress did Samael and Abby both find the strength to be more than Hell had force them to be.

( Darkness and Light - A Samael & Abby Fanmix )