After having some... good time... with Maria... Sam is now making something in the kitchen. The menu: Tilapia fish with some garlic and a hint of lemon along with some good ol' garlic bread, some American home styled mashed potato and the salad which he was working on by mixing it with a bit of olive oil to give it some taste. Once he finished he
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"Oh shi-" she exclaimed, eyes flying wide and skidding to turn around as fast as possible. "IT'S A TRAAAAAP!"
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"Food's warm."
There was a hint of anger behind those... right now scary green eyes... but he was holding himself back.
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Well these clothes should be good..at least for now. *Then he starts to smell something tasty and follows the scent and checks inside the kitchen.He froze for a moment as he sees a familiar face.*
......Oh....shit.
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"Well... if it isn't the kid on the... It used to be a blue prince... The red prince... I'll call you. Take a seat and eat something Romeo."
It was too late for turning away from the clear frown over his face... or from Sam himself.
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"I can't take care of them... I can't protect them..." There was his trauma; that powerless feeling that crept over him when he saw Regan dying, when his own daughter died... He wasn't there... He couldn't protect them. "If they keep these things from me... how am I supposed to be able to protect them? To help them?"
He quiets himself down though. There was no need for others to cary the burden that was rightfully his own to carry.
"I'm... sorry..."
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That... that look in his eyes... that was... the saddest thing I've ever goddamned seen. Like an orphan caught in a thundershower... She let out a quiet sob. I would... do it over and... fix things if I could...
She felt like she could choke on the pain in her throat now, as it spread and spread...
But... sitting here feeling sorry for you.... and for myself... will do nothing... we need to move forward... to a brighter day... somehow... somehow... She looked up, fire in her damp eyes as she rested her chin on her clasped hands. So I swear to you, Sam... no matter how long it takes... everything will be all right... as much as anything ever can be...
She knew she should probably say something... but she couldn't find the words...
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"I made some food... maybe we can start over?" Sam reached for Alanna's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze hoping that after all he did, this wouldn't end up as bad as it was to end.
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