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Was it really an anniversary if it hadn't actually been a year

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[unchosen_son]

Sam hated November the second almost more than he hated Halloween and he watched Jess for a long moment, just trying to remember that even if he had lost her the once, even if he had lost Mom, he had Jess back now and he was getting a second chance. When he approached, he barely hesitated for a second before he took the book out of her hand and leaned in to kiss her full and hard on the lips, closing his eyes as he indulged in the taste and the smell of her before him.

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Jess didn't have to see him to know it was Sam kissing her. Not that anyone else would have, but she'd know the feel of Sam anywhere.

"Now what was that for?" she said, giving him a little smile when she finally looked up at him. "Just because?"

[unchosen_son]

Sam eased away and sighed as he lowered himself down onto the step beside her, threading his hand with her as he set the book in his lap, leaning his shoulder against her. "It's November second," he said quietly and genuinely somberly at the same time.

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"I know it is, Sam," she said, squeezing his hand gently, her eyes following his all the way down. "You doing all right?"

[loaded_wolf]

Angua came out of the Compound, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She paused to let her eyes adjust to the sunlight and sat down next to Jess when she realized who it was.

"Hi," she said, still wrestling the mass of hair, and glanced over at what the other girl was holding. "If I didn't know better I'd say you just raided the Unseen Library. Somehow that doesn't look like a maths book."

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Jess chuckled softly over the book and no, it was definitely not a math text, though a quick thumbing through had proven that there were a few formulas in it anyway.

"Just some extra-curricular reading," she said. "Something the bookshelf gave me."

[loaded_wolf]

"Something that isn't too horrible, I hope?" she prompted, knowing as much as anyone else how the bookshelf could give you things you never really wanted.

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"No, not horrible," said Jess. Not horrible in the sense she meant it, anyway. "I might even have been looking for something like it, if not this book exactly. No complaints here. So how've you been?"

[witches_hammer]

"That's some heavy reading," Ruby said, lowering herself down onto the Compound steps next to the girl. There was something more cautious about the way she moved, more guarded, and had been since she'd woken up in her usual body, the day after Halloween. After being small, after the fight or tantrum or whatever it had been with Dean, she felt more vulnerable than she would've liked.

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Jess tensed as soon as Ruby sat down next to her. She still looked the same, but Jess knew better now. "Well, I guess you'd know, wouldn't you," she said, her hands tight on the book. "Tell me something. How do you just walk around, pretending you're a normal person?"

[witches_hammer]

"Well, listen to you, all high and mighty," Ruby said with a hollow laugh, "I get off on it, haven't you heard?" Her heart isn't in it. She's tired. More exhausted than she thinks she's ever been.

[off_the_ceiling]

"Well, forgive me for being a little pissed off by the fact that a demon killed me," said Jess. "Today. And then there's you, acting like one of us. Talking about baseball."