Ring in the New Year

[likely_evil]

for 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.

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[likely_evil]

He had no intentions of doing that, keeping her close and smiling to himself.

"Trust me, you're going to want to give me space during the faster numbers."

The club wasn't that far from the bar so they could walk. It was crowded, but there was a table open near the bar that he led them too.

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I want to give you any space."

Then realizing what she said, she flushed a deep red, hoping he didn't notice.

[likely_evil]

He might have blushed a bit when he heard that, helping her to the table and getting them some drinks.

Then he looked at the floor, realizing that he really didn't know how to dance like that and suddenly having second thoughts.

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

She didn't miss his blush, she smiled though, atleast they were both in the same boat...or so she hoped.

She noticed him looking out at the people dancing, looking a little worried. She wanted to reassure him "You know, if you don't want to dance, or don't want to be here, we don't have to stay. It's fine with me." She said while gently touching his arm.

[likely_evil]

"Well, if we left, what would you want to do?"

He smiled a bit at the touch on his arm.

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

She blushed again, he probably wasn't implying anything, but that smile definitely was.

"Well...it wouldn't exactly be dancing."

[likely_evil]

Sam looked at her, and it took a moment to click into the younger Winchester brother's head. Then his eyes widened a bit and he looked away, blushing.

"Um... I... uh..." he rubbed the back of his neck. It wasn't that he didn't want to - he wasn't dead - but he just hadn't wanted to just jump into bed with her without knowing she was ok with it.

And it seemed that she was. She was, right? He really hoped he wasn't mixing up those signals again.