Sam Winchester (
likely_evil) wrote2009-01-04 11:32 am
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Ring in the New Year
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istotallyhot, after this
Once Sam was pretty sure that Brenda wasn't going to kill him or his brother in the immediate future, he stepped outside the room to get a bit of fresh air and let the two of them talk.
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. His calender was reminding him to text his location to Allison, who would be on her way down to meet him by now. Quickly he sent her the name of the motel and the street by text message.
Text me when you get here and I'll show you what room we're in. See You Soon - Sam
He then went back to the office and got that second room, asking to leave an empty room between his and his brothers. There were things Sam had long ago deemed that he didn't want to wake up to, and his brother's sex grunting was high on that list.
Slipping a note under Dean's door about where he was going, he went into the room and sat on the bed. He turned the tv on, watching some dance movie on TNT while he waited.
Once Sam was pretty sure that Brenda wasn't going to kill him or his brother in the immediate future, he stepped outside the room to get a bit of fresh air and let the two of them talk.
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. His calender was reminding him to text his location to Allison, who would be on her way down to meet him by now. Quickly he sent her the name of the motel and the street by text message.
Text me when you get here and I'll show you what room we're in. See You Soon - Sam
He then went back to the office and got that second room, asking to leave an empty room between his and his brothers. There were things Sam had long ago deemed that he didn't want to wake up to, and his brother's sex grunting was high on that list.
Slipping a note under Dean's door about where he was going, he went into the room and sat on the bed. He turned the tv on, watching some dance movie on TNT while he waited.

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She was a couple miles out of Atlantic City when her phone buzzed at her, she had a text message from Sam. It said the name of a motel and a street, she knew vaguely where it was, she had only been here once as a little girl.
A few minutes later she found it, The Blue Rose Motel, she smiled. "Pretty cheesy Sam" she said to herself. She pulled out her cell and texted him back.
I'm here, so where are you?_Allison
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Room 23.
He then got up and went to the door to open it and lean in the frame so she could see him.
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She grabbed her bag from the back seat the walked along the line of doors until she found it. She seemed to be going in the wrong direction, because a door opened from the other side of the motel and Sam was standing in the doorway. She practically ran to him, but she kept her composure and walked to him.
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"Was your drive ok?"
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"Yeah it was good."
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His stuff was still in Dean's room. Thankfully he had his wallet though.
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She hoped he didn't want to go get a real dinner, because she really didn't care, she just wanted some food, too tired to care what kind. But she just needed to rest, and soon.
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He grabbed his jacket. "There's a diner down the road, as well as a Wendy's. One is fast and crappy, the other is a bit slower but much better. And both we can bring back here."
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She could wait a little longer to sleep she supposed. "The diner sounds good."
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He could see she was a bit tired.
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She gave him his order and waited until he left to lay back on the bed.
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He had also stopped at the market while waiting for the food, getting some beer and snacks for the room. It was New Years after all. Midnight was not optional.
Finally he got back and opened the door quietly. "Room Service," he joked softly, looking to see if she was awake.
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"Mmm..just what I need too."
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"Let's go back to the motel."
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"Alright."
He smiled, standing up and holding out his hand for her again.
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She smiled at him, then took his hand.
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"Do you, um.. want me to get us something to drink? There's a soda machine around the corner..."
He wanted to just pull her into his arms and kiss her, like he had been wanting to for awhile. But he knew it was better not to rush. Let her lead. Let her be the comfortable one.
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"Yeah we might need them for...after." She smirked at him and brushed against him when she walked into the room.
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He walked over to her, standing close. "Allison, are you sure?"
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"Are you?"
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"Sam.." she sighed again, truly happy, not having been in a long while.
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Sam was gentle though, gently leading her to the bed and sitting down before cupping the back of her neck and pulling her lips closer, kissing her again.
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