That's different. Did coming back like this somehow change his attitude towards me? Sam was mad a minute ago. Now he isn't. As a matter of fact, his hug is starting to rival mine. I really like that. After everything that happened this week, I needed a good hug from him. A good anything from him, as long as that means Sam's here to give it.
...Now's not the right time to dwell on that. The spell working is good. Life is being good to me, for once. I should be happy and not think about what happened just yet. I'll explain it to Sam as soon as it comes up that something's different, but I don't think I want to get into all of it too much when this 'back to life' scenario is still so new. I should call everyone else and make sure they're all okay before I do much of anything else.
Or, I could wait until they call me. This is Arianna we're talking about who's in charge of the other half of this. Sure she's skeptical, but she's hopeful too. It won't take her too long to check in.
"Let's not fight like this, okay? It's retarded."
I don't think I've ever agreed with Sam about anything quite as much as I agree with him on that. Though technically, my agreeing with him on that should make me agree with him about other things too. Disagreeing leads to fighting. Fighting could lead to...bad things.
Ones that I'm not thinking about anymore.
"Okay." I pulled back enough to look at him, and smiled.
Sam's alive. He's alive, and he's here, and he's not mad at me anymore. He thinks being mad is retarded. And I'm here, and I'm not afraid of him leaving me aside rom him getting in that car, and I think being mad is retarded too. This is good. This can work.
But why isn't he mad, and why is he treating me the same way I'm treating him?
Should I tell her? Maybe it's better not to. I don't know what's going to happen when Madsen and Arianna show up. Madsen will probably let the whole thing spill if I don't somehow tell him not to. And then to try and tell him with Carly here is going to get even more questions.
So should I tell her?
"Sort of."
It's not that big a deal. It's over now, we've stopped fighting, and neither of us is going to be back where we were ever again. Not if I have a say in it. We'll work it out. And we already agreed to stop fighting anyway.
Of course it was brought on by both of us dying at least once... but still.
"It's not that big a deal. It's over now, that's all that matters."
Why don't you confuse me a little more? I didn't know there was a 'sort of' involved in unexpected occurences in relation to time travel. Either something happened, or something didn't happen. Judging by the way Sam is acting, something happened.
I want to know what the something that happened was, but Sam doesn't look too interested in telling me. I'm not just being nosy here. Jake made it pretty clear that we were messing with something dangerous. For all I know, something bad happened that I might be able to fix.
Then again, I think Sam would tell me if he knew something that I didn't and it was important. And whatever it is, I don't want it to ruin this. If my knowing is going to get in the way of us being happy, then maybe I don't have to know as much as I think I do.
"It's not that big a deal. It's over now, that's all that matters."
I nodded, reaching over and taking his hand to hold in mine. I'm going to be stunningly clingy for the next few days, and Sam is going to have to be okay with that. Maybe he'll be more okay with it if I shut up and trust him on the thing we're not talking about. I don't think I care about it much anyway.
Whatever it is, I know it pales in comparison to what just happened, anyway.
I wonder if Madsen and I get to double "I told you so" Arianna the next time we get together. That could be fun. Even if Madsen is the one I'd be teasing her with. Besides, he kinda, he really came through for Sam with the defense of insanity. I mean, as much as I hate them being friends, I guess.
Damn. I think I owe him.
That puts a few raindrops on the parade.
"Let's go back inside."
I'll worry about everything else later. Something good happened tonight. I shouldn't have to dwell on the unknowns, or on Madsen, when I'm really just happy. And relieved. And thankful. I think I could make a list.
But I'd rather not waste the time on it. I have a lot more apologizing to do to Sam before I can feel like I've really set this right, and I want to get that done so that we can be okay. Or more okay. Sam seems to think we're pretty good now.
Lucky for him, he's not battling a guilty conscience. I, on the other hand, still have some growing up to do in five minutes or less. Hopefully, I'm already halfway there. I shut up when I could have pushed.
I smiled and nodded, starting to walk back inside with her, when I realized I hadn't called Arianna and Madsen to let them know it was alright. Which means they're probably practically here by now.
"Hang on a second." I started getting my cell phone out of my pocket to call them when I saw Madsen's car pulled up. Too late. Crap.
"Alright dude, we're here. Nobody move."
"Madsen, hang on a sec--"
"You heard the man, don't move!" And here comes Arianna. They actually brought rope. Why am I not surprised at all? "Are you two still fighting?"
"... No."
"Oh. Well... Crap."
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "It's fine guys, I promise." We came back at the right time. If we'd gone before Carly came to get me, then it'd probably be worse. But right now, it's okay.
"But dude, I was already all set for the tying up and stuff."
"Well you're going to have to miss out on that. We're fine, okay?"
Arianna looks dejected. "Well that's no fun."
"I'm sorry, I know how much you wanted to do this guns blazing. But it's fine."
That's different. Did coming back like this somehow change his attitude towards me? Sam was mad a minute ago. Now he isn't. As a matter of fact, his hug is starting to rival mine. I really like that. After everything that happened this week, I needed a good hug from him. A good anything from him, as long as that means Sam's here to give it.
...Now's not the right time to dwell on that. The spell working is good. Life is being good to me, for once. I should be happy and not think about what happened just yet. I'll explain it to Sam as soon as it comes up that something's different, but I don't think I want to get into all of it too much when this 'back to life' scenario is still so new. I should call everyone else and make sure they're all okay before I do much of anything else.
Or, I could wait until they call me. This is Arianna we're talking about who's in charge of the other half of this. Sure she's skeptical, but she's hopeful too. It won't take her too long to check in.
"Let's not fight like this, okay? It's retarded."
I don't think I've ever agreed with Sam about anything quite as much as I agree with him on that. Though technically, my agreeing with him on that should make me agree with him about other things too. Disagreeing leads to fighting. Fighting could lead to...bad things.
Ones that I'm not thinking about anymore.
"Okay." I pulled back enough to look at him, and smiled.
Sam's alive. He's alive, and he's here, and he's not mad at me anymore. He thinks being mad is retarded. And I'm here, and I'm not afraid of him leaving me aside rom him getting in that car, and I think being mad is retarded too. This is good. This can work.
But why isn't he mad, and why is he treating me the same way I'm treating him?
"Did something happen...?"
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Okay. Glad we can agree on that.
"Did something happen...?"
Should I tell her? Maybe it's better not to. I don't know what's going to happen when Madsen and Arianna show up. Madsen will probably let the whole thing spill if I don't somehow tell him not to. And then to try and tell him with Carly here is going to get even more questions.
So should I tell her?
"Sort of."
It's not that big a deal. It's over now, we've stopped fighting, and neither of us is going to be back where we were ever again. Not if I have a say in it. We'll work it out. And we already agreed to stop fighting anyway.
Of course it was brought on by both of us dying at least once... but still.
"It's not that big a deal. It's over now, that's all that matters."
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Why don't you confuse me a little more? I didn't know there was a 'sort of' involved in unexpected occurences in relation to time travel. Either something happened, or something didn't happen. Judging by the way Sam is acting, something happened.
I want to know what the something that happened was, but Sam doesn't look too interested in telling me. I'm not just being nosy here. Jake made it pretty clear that we were messing with something dangerous. For all I know, something bad happened that I might be able to fix.
Then again, I think Sam would tell me if he knew something that I didn't and it was important. And whatever it is, I don't want it to ruin this. If my knowing is going to get in the way of us being happy, then maybe I don't have to know as much as I think I do.
"It's not that big a deal. It's over now, that's all that matters."
I nodded, reaching over and taking his hand to hold in mine. I'm going to be stunningly clingy for the next few days, and Sam is going to have to be okay with that. Maybe he'll be more okay with it if I shut up and trust him on the thing we're not talking about. I don't think I care about it much anyway.
Whatever it is, I know it pales in comparison to what just happened, anyway.
I wonder if Madsen and I get to double "I told you so" Arianna the next time we get together. That could be fun. Even if Madsen is the one I'd be teasing her with. Besides, he kinda, he really came through for Sam with the defense of insanity. I mean, as much as I hate them being friends, I guess.
Damn. I think I owe him.
That puts a few raindrops on the parade.
"Let's go back inside."
I'll worry about everything else later. Something good happened tonight. I shouldn't have to dwell on the unknowns, or on Madsen, when I'm really just happy. And relieved. And thankful. I think I could make a list.
But I'd rather not waste the time on it. I have a lot more apologizing to do to Sam before I can feel like I've really set this right, and I want to get that done so that we can be okay. Or more okay. Sam seems to think we're pretty good now.
Lucky for him, he's not battling a guilty conscience. I, on the other hand, still have some growing up to do in five minutes or less. Hopefully, I'm already halfway there. I shut up when I could have pushed.
That has to count for something, right?
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I smiled and nodded, starting to walk back inside with her, when I realized I hadn't called Arianna and Madsen to let them know it was alright. Which means they're probably practically here by now.
"Hang on a second." I started getting my cell phone out of my pocket to call them when I saw Madsen's car pulled up. Too late. Crap.
"Alright dude, we're here. Nobody move."
"Madsen, hang on a sec--"
"You heard the man, don't move!" And here comes Arianna. They actually brought rope. Why am I not surprised at all? "Are you two still fighting?"
"... No."
"Oh. Well... Crap."
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "It's fine guys, I promise." We came back at the right time. If we'd gone before Carly came to get me, then it'd probably be worse. But right now, it's okay.
"But dude, I was already all set for the tying up and stuff."
"Well you're going to have to miss out on that. We're fine, okay?"
Arianna looks dejected. "Well that's no fun."
"I'm sorry, I know how much you wanted to do this guns blazing. But it's fine."
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