Another day. Another bottle. Or two. Or six.

Sam was trying very hard not to think about the things Mary said yesterday. Thinking about those things could only end in tears.

Really he was trying not to think at all.

The alcohol helped.

Thank you, John Winchester, for teaching your son how to cope with his emotions.

[open if you want Sam. ( Read more... )

After Andy and Ava's deaths, Sam and Jake headed out.

( and the last copy & paste, yay )

True to his word, Sam hadn't left Meg's side since Monday night when they brought her back to Milieux. Dean had brought by the paperwork for Meg to sign for the restraining order against her father. Not that Sam thought a piece of paper would stop the man, but at least it gave them some legal recourse ( Read more... )

Sam was still freaking out after Lizzie's phone call.

He had managed to make two phone calls, his hands shaking. One to Dean and one to Wyatt Halliwell, who he was really hoping could help out.

[locked to Dean & Wyatt first, then folks in Neptune. stuff in Milieux is okay for broadcast, stuff in Neptune is not]

Sam was relieved that his father had left town. At least that was one load off of his mind.

Not that he didn't still have a ton of other things to deal with.

Currently, though, he was enjoying a beer and staring at some mindless comedy on the television.

[for Meg; details of their convo NFB, but okay to say they hung out & talked]

Sam was eating a sandwich and drinking a soda while he surfed the internet, looking at regional newspapers for any signs of supernatural activity.

He didn't have any plans yet for the weekend, though he was hoping to spend some time with Meg.

[for Meg, but can be open, sure]

Sam was relaxing and doing some reading.

[for the gf]

Sam knocked on the door to Meg's room somewhat early on Monday. He was carrying two cups of coffee though.

He needed to talk to her about what had happened over the weekend.

[for the gf]

Sam had been happy to see Meg last night when she showed up after the news.

They curled up in bed together and slept.

When Sam woke up though, he was frowning a little. His dreams hadn't been frightening, but they had been plain weird.

[for the GF... and the roomie, if he's about]

Sam fell into a deep sleep and soon started to dream.

( cut for dream )