Sam Winchester (
likely_evil) wrote2009-05-20 01:30 pm
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Let me fall into you... RP for
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Once the shakes had stopped and Sam wasn't going through major symptoms of withdrawal, he planned on keeping his word to Lana. He missed her, and having spent the last month as far from her as he possibly could - sometimes not by his own choice - he just needed to have her there for him.
The world was on it's way to ending, after all. And he wasn't going to waste time.
Which was why on a Friday morning, an Amazon.com box arrived at Lana's office. He had checked to make sure that she was in the office that day, then paid a delivery guy a few bucks to hand deliver it around noon.
In the box was a hex bag, meant to hide the bearer from both demons and angels. Ruby had taught Sam how to make them - her mistake, their gain - and they had a bunch of them made and in the Impala for protection. The one he had sent was strong enough to take her and a good mile in all directions off the radars.
With the bag was a typed note. Keep this on you. Don't open it. Leave work, pack a weekend bag, and follow the map. Reservation for Ms. Lewis. Wait in room. - S.W.
The Impala was waiting out of sight, planing on trailing Lana on her way to the meeting spot, just to make sure she wasn't followed by anyone but them. There was a motel just outside of Bazine, KS. Out of the way along the 96 where no one in their right mind would really go looking for them. And it should have only been a 2-3 hour drive for Lana at most if she did the speed limit.
The world was on it's way to ending, after all. And he wasn't going to waste time.
Which was why on a Friday morning, an Amazon.com box arrived at Lana's office. He had checked to make sure that she was in the office that day, then paid a delivery guy a few bucks to hand deliver it around noon.
In the box was a hex bag, meant to hide the bearer from both demons and angels. Ruby had taught Sam how to make them - her mistake, their gain - and they had a bunch of them made and in the Impala for protection. The one he had sent was strong enough to take her and a good mile in all directions off the radars.
With the bag was a typed note. Keep this on you. Don't open it. Leave work, pack a weekend bag, and follow the map. Reservation for Ms. Lewis. Wait in room. - S.W.
The Impala was waiting out of sight, planing on trailing Lana on her way to the meeting spot, just to make sure she wasn't followed by anyone but them. There was a motel just outside of Bazine, KS. Out of the way along the 96 where no one in their right mind would really go looking for them. And it should have only been a 2-3 hour drive for Lana at most if she did the speed limit.
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[ooc: I just saw that in my head. Stop it.]Lana looked at him with a worried expression. As much as she'd like to say she was worried about the fate of the world, she wasn't. Right now she cared about Sam and all the self-loathing that was brewing in that pretty head of his. She knew 'because of this' was really 'because of me'.
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"So I guess this is probably the last time I'll see you for a while..." A long while most likely.
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He stretched his neck a bit to lean up and kiss her gently.
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"I need you, Sam," she whispered desperately. "I need you."
Translation: 'Take me now or I will hurt you.'
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Then he felt her tears on his cheek and opened his eyes to look at her, then pulled his lips away, letting their foreheads stay touching. "What's wrong?"
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"Good," he said before he kissed her again.
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He had been gone from Lana so long now that he had almost forgotten how much love he felt from her when he was in her arms. How could he have? Had his addiction gone so deep that he had forgotten all of this?
His fingers dug into her a bit more, clinging, needing to remember and feel it again.
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Her hands finally found their way to a button, and one by one they came undone until she was slowly sliding the shirt off him.
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"I really missed you," he said softly, then going to kiss her neck as his hands ran along her sides.
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"I missed you, too," she mumbled. She wanted to say she missed him more...but that may or may not be true.
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He didn't say anything as he worked to catch his breath, but instead just kept her close in his arms, not wanting to lose any connection they had right now.
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