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[imnot_likeyou]

Who: Sam Winchester and the people he really owes an apology to: Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Faith Lehane and Castiel. [CLOSED]
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections

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faith lehane }

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam still had no idea what he was going to say to Faith.

He liked Faith. He liked her the last time she was here, and when she showed up here, younger and a bit more volatile, he was surprised, but he rolled with it. She reminded him a lot of Dean, and a bit of himself, and he ...

Honestly, he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. It was nothing that he could ever articulate to her, because he wasn't entirely sure she'd understand it, but there was a part of him that wanted to help her, and that part still did. He just needed to figure out how to fix the damage he'd done when that part of him had gone away for a little while.

She was his first stop that morning, and as he made his way up to w/ Benefits, he knocked on the door frame as he opened it, hoping he wasn't walking in on anything.

"Faith?"

[msattentionspan]

Faith was drinking. It wasn't too late in the day, but she had a bottle out and a glass on the counter that was half-full. For the most part she was just sitting on the counter skimming the contents of the journal.

When she heard her name, she slid off the bar and leaned up against the bar. She grinned at him, pushing off the bar and starting to head over toward him.

"Hey, stranger."

[imnot_likeyou]

"Hey," he said with a nod. At least she seemed happy to see him. He had a feeling that that wasn't going to be easy to explain in any sense of the word, but he kept his hands in his pockets and stayed on task. "You busy?"

[msattentionspan]

Faith kept moving, until she was right up near him, smirking up at him.

"Since when do you ask?" Her hands immediately go to tug at his shirt, clearly her thoughts on what this meeting was about was slightly skewed.

[imnot_likeyou]

This was going to be a little harder than he thought.

He squirmed slightly, before taking her wrists gently, and pulling back to put some space between them. "Can we talk?"

[msattentionspan]

She made a face when he brought up actual conversation. Her hands shrugged away from his grip, turning around and walking away from him.

"You never were big on talking before, either. Something tells me this is an end to all of our fun."

[imnot_likeyou]

"Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk about, actually," he sighed. "I ... I don't know why I did what I did for the past couple months but ... I don't think we should do it anymore. I'm not that kind of guy."

[msattentionspan]

Faith laughed, shaking her head. "So, all the sex was just some crazy out of body experience for you and you're not jumping at the chance to do it again."

Awesome.

[imnot_likeyou]

... He's usually not in these situations, okay? This was usually Dean's problem. But he wasn't going to say that to her, just ... try to clean things up as best he could.

"It's not that it wasn't ... great. It was. But I don't feel that way about you."

[msattentionspan]

Faith just raised an eyebrow and tried not to laugh.

"Feel that way about me?" There was a slight amount of eyerolling that followed that statement that was posed as a question.

"It was great. End period. Statement. I don't feel any way about you, Sam. I don't have some profound bond with you, I'm not going to cry into my pillow about how I've lost you, and I'm really not going to be too concerned with how you do or don't feel. It was sex and when it was happening, it was a good thing - hell, it was a pretty rockin' thing."

She shrugged, moving away from him, "But hey, you need to pump the brakes, or slam on them, then that's your deal."

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam ... wasn't sure what to make of most of this. Faith had made it clear that there weren't any hard feelings, and he felt that it was probably best to just leave it at that. That was the smarter play, after all.

"Okay. So ... I should probably go."

[msattentionspan]

"Yeah, sure whatever."

She just shrugged him off, walking away from him.

"You know, you change your mind - swing by."

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam ... won't be changing his mind, but he'll probably run into her again sooner or later. "Yeah, sure."

And with that, he'll start getting out of there, even more confused than when he walked in.

[msattentionspan]

And she'll just go back to trying to do whatever she was doing before.