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[fic] Anywhere But In Between - inocciduous - PG13

Mar 02, 2009 00:03

Title: Anywhere But In Between
Author: inocciduous
Rating: PG13
Prompt: Sam helps Will through any of the events of any S7 episode. Although, I really kind of didn't follow it.
Summary: Transitions all around!
Notes: This kind of turned into a what-if - Sam actually says no to Josh in Transitions. Also, this is unbetaed (*shameface*) so feel to point out any ( Read more... )

thingy prompt, rating: pg13, author: inocciduous, fic

Comments 17

pocky_slash March 2 2009, 05:42:17 UTC

I AM SO EXCITED TO READ THIS!

I'm still finishing mine. I'm the worst mod ever.

inocciduous March 2 2009, 06:00:03 UTC

EEE! I'm so nervous. Please tell me if it's awful. *crosses fingers*

Also, you totally win the best mod ever award, because yay! No pressure! I ♥ it.

pocky_slash March 2 2009, 07:08:23 UTC

Jenna! Jenna! Jenna! Jenna! Jen! Oh my god. I read this with the biggest grin on my face, I can't even tell you. I really, really, need to go to bed, but this! Oh! It makes me so happy! I like this little world, with Will and Sam and California and no craziness and! Oh! Happy!

Better review in the morning. Sleep now. I ♥ you!

inocciduous March 2 2009, 23:10:02 UTC

:DDD YAY! I'm so happy you like it! Basically, that's all I wanted, so mission: accomplished! \o/

I hope you sleep lots! It sounds like you need it ♥

pocky_slash March 3 2009, 01:21:55 UTC

Oh, i want to quote it back at you, but there is too, too much. I've read the scene in bed so many times since you posted this, which is silly considering you posted it yesterday. It's just so them. (And I'm glad you also think Sam is the talky one in bed XD Is two people enough to make something a fandom trope if the fandom only has like, three people in it? I think it should be!)

But, oh, I want to know more! I want to know what Will was thinking when he kissed Sam and what Sam was doing and how they slid from being friends to more and all of it! Oh man! I love them and I love this and you need to write them more often, for serious.

Thank you thank you thank you! ♥

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inocciduous March 2 2009, 23:06:25 UTC

Aw yay! I'm so glad you liked it! :)

pocky_slash March 7 2009, 04:38:46 UTC

Okay, on my eighteith read through, I found two typos:
Vinick's name is only spelled with one 'n.'

Nah, I've got a thing in Sacramento in a few house.

I think that's supposed to be "hours." XD

I still love this! I still want more! ♥

inocciduous March 7 2009, 05:18:55 UTC

Oooooooh, typos! *fixes* Also, I know there's a special meme entry on your journal, but I thought that it would be easier if I kept these together. So ...

It's the kind of Sunday morning Will's always dreamed about but never experienced; 9:30 am and he's still in bed, his glasses, pen and notepad next to him, nestled safely on top of the quilt that it's almost too warm to use. His room (not Sam's guest room, not with his books piled on the nightstand and his clothes peeking out of the dresser drawers) is bright with a sunshine that's particular to California.

This little apartment tucked into a busy, crowded city seems to have flipped his off-switch. Nothing can reach him here; his career is in shambles and his mental state ... doesn't bear thinking about, but he's coming back to himself a little more each day, and is thankful he's found somewhere to lick his wounds in relative safety. Down the hall he can hear Sam whisking - and really, what kind of self-respecting man owns a whisk anyways? - pancake batter. That deciding ( ... )

inocciduous March 7 2009, 05:23:11 UTC

Sam looks up and smiles fondly at him, at him, and that means something different today than it did yesterday. Will doesn't know what, yet, but he wants to find out more than anything.

But one revelation on an empty stomach is one too many, so he slides into his seat at the table and picks up the Times, idly leafing through the front page while Sam continues cooking. He doesn't read it, though, merely uses it as a reason not to talk, afraid that he'll just throw everything out there, that he won't be able to hide what he's learned. They eat in what appears to be companionable silence, and if Sam notices that Will spaces out a little more than he usually does, well, it's Sunday.

By a mutual silent agreement, product of weeks of breakfasts together, they rise together to take their plates to the sink. Will stands next to Sam, sliding the eggs and milk back into the fridge as Sam loads the dishwasher. And Sam is there, four inches to his left, living and breathing and Will can't bear not knowing anymore ( ... )

pocky_slash March 7 2009, 05:24:42 UTC

OH MY GOD THERE IS A PART TWO!

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scrollgirl January 6 2010, 05:56:02 UTC

This fic, and the prequel in the comments, are both delightful! It was so nice to read Sam and Will again, and about their sweet, domestic life you've built for them.