likely_evil | Spending Time with Anna

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Spending Time with Anna

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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Things with Dean were strained lately, and while they were working through it, Anna needed to be away from him. She and Sam hadn't talked much in a while, and she saw that he was struggling. But she never knew what to do about it, so she would just drag him out for a night of fun.

Knocking on his door, Anna waited.

Sam heard the knock and got up, his fingers instantly shutting the TV off. Without a word he walked over to the door and leaned down to look out.

Seeing Anna, he opened the door and leaned into the doorway. "What's up?" he asked.

Leaning in, Anna grabbed Sam by the arm and yanked him out the door. "You're comin' with me."

That caught him by surprise and off balance as he stumbled out the door. "Wait... what? Where we going?" he asked, throwing his arm out to catch the door before it locked behind him.

"Don't worry about the door. I'll pick the lock later." She tugged him again and grinned when the door locked behind him. "You're taking me out."

He laughed. "Well, that's hard to do when my wallets in the room next to my key." He gave her a look. "What's all this about? Why aren't you with Dean?"

"You can pay me back later." She chuckled and wrapped her arm around his as she usually did. "You and I need to spend some quality time together, and Dean and I need to spend some time apart."

After a beat, "Besides, I missed my Sammy."

"Hey, don't you start calling me that too..." he relaxed a bit, letting her lead him away with only a small sigh.

"So where am I taking you, since you seem to have the master plan?"

"I won't do it around Dean, I promise. But I can't promise I'll be able to stop entirely." She gave Sam her best puppy dog eyes, leading him to the local pub down the street.

"Not very far. Just to the pub for some drinks and pool. Cause you haven't played me yet."

"You keep calling me that, I'm going to come up with a nickname for you," Sam threatened lightly. "I do have your younger sister on my phone contacts, after all."

"There's a reason why I haven't played you yet. I don't like to beat girls."

"Go ahead. I'm sure Dean will be more than willing to share anything I ask about." She smirked. "He's very easy to persuade."

At Sam's last comment her brow arched and she let out a laugh. "Oh, Sam. Dearest Sam, you have no idea what you're in for."

"That's going over that TMI line," Sam pointed out, then laughed back at her.

"Neither do you, since we have never played against each other." He thought a moment. "Though we could always team up and do some hustling. Then neither of us have to pay the tab at the end."

"Now, that's a wonderful idea. We'll be rich by the end of the night." She laughed.

"I think that's the more preferable option. And if they realize we're sharking, we have each other's back. That's how Dean and I..." Sam sighed. "It just works better that way."

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

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?"

"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."

"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."

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

"Haven't we already?" Sam grinned.

"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.

"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?"

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.

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

"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.

"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?"

"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.

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

"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."

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

"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."

"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."

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

"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.

"While that's true, I also haven't nearly professed my love to you." She chuckled, meeting his smirk. There we were, Sam was lightening up.

"I know, and it wounds me deeply, especially after the night you tried to seduce me."

At this she scoffed, looking at Sam incredulously with a hint of a smile. "Sam Winchester I have never tried to seduce you!"

[OOC: *ducks and covers* Sorry for the delay! We're still trying to fix my laptop!]

"Oh yeah, sure. You were drunk." He smirked back at her playfully.

Taking a real long moment to ponder this, her jaw dropped as she remembered and she groaned, smacking her forehead in embarrassment. "Damnit, you're right. But in my defense, I thought you were Dean."

"I hope you're not saying we feel similar." Sam kept up with the teasing.

At this Anna laughed. "I was so drunk I couldn't tell the difference. Besides, you're taller and have more muscular abs. Dean's got the strong shoulders and back. And those biceps... mmmm."

"And apparently I have the ass."

Grinning, she lifted a foot under the table to poke the side of Sam's butt. "It is a very nice ass. Pam is right about that."

"See, even you can't resist."

Rolling her eyes playfully, she just nodded until the food came. Suddenly reminded of how goddamn hungry she was, she began digging in. Okay, so maybe she forgot to eat today. ...And most of yesterday.

Sam nibbled on his food, watching the surroundings.

"You ever fear that as each day passes you by, the world you know it is going to just get to a point where you won't recognize it anymore?"

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