Spending Time with Anna

[likely_evil]

Ever since leaving the job with the strippers and the siren, Sam had kept to himself. He still went along, acted like everything was good, but he just didn't want to participate in anything outside of that. He'd just go back to his room, watching TV or playing on the internet before going to bed in his own room, leaving Anna and Dean on their own.

No one wanted a third wheel. And obviously he was becoming that since Dean felt Sam wasn't good enough to be his brother anymore.

No, he wasn't good. He hadn't been since May, not like anyone but Ruby had noticed though. And as the months went by, Sam just felt himself slipping again. Losing that grasp of reality he had grabbed onto when Dean had walked back through his hotel door.

Slipping away, and he was so close to letting go and falling. And a part of him really didn't care if he did or not. Just as long as it was over and he could stop hurting inside.

He just wanted to stop hurting. Stop thinking. Stop feeling. Just kill Lilith and then it'll be over and the pain will go away.

So he withdrew further into himself, going between researching and finding jobs, or just numbing himself with the television. Like tonight, after coming back from the library, he just went into his room and stretched out on his bed, turning on the tv and flipping the channels to find something to watch for the hours it would be before he finally fell asleep.

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[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

Nodding in understanding, Anna hugged Sam's arm a little tighter. "I know, Sam." And there was that gentle, comforting mother's voice.

[likely_evil]

Sam let her hug him like that a moment before he pulled away, not that he didn't mind, but out in public and all.

"You teach that sister of yours how to play pool?"

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"A little, yeah. Never got to play much though. Dad got custody in the divorce and I spent most of my time working through college and with the force... we didn't get much time to be together."

[likely_evil]

"I used to sit under the table when I was still in school, hiding from being caught since I was underage. Otherwise I had to stay in the motels. But he taught me everything I knew. Then I improved on it."

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

Smiling, and appreciative of him sharing this information she nodded. "Well, I think we'll make an excellent team."

[likely_evil]

"Haven't we already?" Sam grinned.

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"Oh, of course. But this is a completely different ballgame." She teased, opening the door to the bar and stepping inside, hands slipping into her jeans pockets while she scoped out the place.

[likely_evil]

"With alot more balls." He looked around the place as well, then nodded his head at a table in the corner with an open booth next to it. "That work for you?"

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

Smirking, she chuckled and had to crack a joke. "Been a while since I've knocked this many balls around."

Following Sam's eyeline, she nodded and started heading for the table.

[likely_evil]

Sam followed behind and slid in across from her. "So, why do you need time away from Dean?"

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"Things've been a little... awkward since Valentine's Day. And it's always good to be independent." No she wasn't hedging, not at all.

[likely_evil]

"Things have been awkward since before then, but yeah, I know what you mean."

He ordered himself a beer from the waitress who came over to give them menus, then opened it to look at it. "Anything in particular you want to eat?"

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"Well, I meant for me and Dean. But yes, in general too. As for food, a burger's good." She said, before ordering a glass of wine for herself.

[likely_evil]

Sam got a chicken finger basket with fries, then leaned back in the booth. "What's going on?"

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"Well, I-- he found me out in the woods on Valentine's Day and we talked and--" After a long pause, she sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"I let slip that I think I'm falling in love with him and... it just- got awkward."

[likely_evil]

Sam winced. "Yeah, Dean's afraid of that word."

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"I didn't say I did, per se. Just that I think I'm falling for him... and it- I just don't know how to act around him anymore."

[likely_evil]

"You're acting different because you changed a variable. Which, you can't take back the spoken word. But if you change how you are around him, then you make it different."

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"To be honest? I'm not exactly sure... how... to be." She said slowly, fidgeting with her glass.

[likely_evil]

"You're doing a good job with me, and I sure as hell haven't been the best of company the last two weeks." Sam smirked a bit.