First of all, it's good to finally be back. No I haven't given up writing for those of you that pm'ed me, I'm still alive! (I had to give up my writing for a short period of time while I had my exams, though)
So basically this story will consist of a series of musings under about 1000 words based on season 4.
I'm accepting prompts for chapters for this story and I actually really need some more, so if you have any ideas just leave them in a review or pm me :)
Sorry, long AN I know.
Prompt: Memories don't fade, scars won't heal, hearts won't mend.
It's entirely possible that she's feeling a small sense of déjà vu. Getting shot while there was someone else next to her, the other person being rushed to hospital while she's completely fine. It makes her wonder if next time she won't be so lucky, if next time it'll be her who ends up in hospital. Also reinforces the fact that she's a trouble magnet. Like she's made of iron and the bullets are attracted to 's where the sense if déjà vu stops, though, because this time, Sam isn't here to protect her. Sam isn't pulling her behind a bus to make sure she's okay. He isn't pushing the hair out if her eyes or brushing his thumb over her skin, like he's checking to make sure she's really there. Instead, instead he's acting completely professional, doing his job. Not that she expected any different, but, it's possible she didn't miss the intense fear in his eyes when he showed up not knowing if it was her or Price that was hit. Nor did she miss the way his features relaxed and his breathing slowed and returned to normal when he saw she was okay. And then - well then his stone cold facade went back up and he made it a point to avoid her at all costs. Which, to be fair, he probably wasn't, but, with Nick hanging around being the one to make sure she was okay, it's possible Sam is looking a little annoyed and aggravated.
She refuses to think back to earlier in the morning, before a sociopath ruined their day by deciding it would be fun to hunt them, when Nick wanted to make their newly acquired status (which, she isn't even sure exactly what their status is at the moment) public. And she was fine with that. She's trying to be less uptight about it all is the thing. They were friends, and now they are friends who see each other naked on a regular basis, no big deal. Only then when he pulled her into interview room 2 she realised that by public he meant public enough that it would be totally okay to schedule in a quicke without anyone asking questions or giving them pointed stares. And still, that's totally fine with her, and then? Then she sees the nail marks in the ledge of the viewing windowsill and remembers exactly how they got there.
It was the first time they broke their no sex at work rule, her incredibly wound up after having to finish by herself in the shower when Sam was called in and had to go. This unsatisfying release that left her frustrated and needing more. She was in a real crappy mood that day, not in the frame of mind to deal with Sam or his crap. He called her out on it after Oliver told them they were bickering like an old married couple, and he pulled her into interview room to to ask what the hell was up with her. Only then, the minute he closed the door, her lips were on his and he forgot the reason they were in there in the first place. Truth was, he knew why she was in such a shitty mood. It was the same when they were in bed, and he'd ask to watch her get herself off, and afterwards, she would wrestle him down and sink onto him as she complained about how it was nothing compared to the real thing. So the truth was, he knew exactly why she was acting like this, and so her let her work herself into a bit of a frenzy as she struggled to get them both naked enough to complete the task at hand. Then, when she was wrapped around him and so so close, he turned her around so she had her fingers wrapped around the ledge, and apparently he hit an angle she liked, because the next minute she was desperately trying not to scream his name so the whole station wouldn't hear her as she clenched around him and let go, digging her fingernails into the ledge to help control her noise. Turns out she wasn't very quiet after all, because the minute they exited together (stupid move on both their parts), Oliver was giving them disapproving looks and Jerry kept giving Sam the thumbs up, like way to go buddy, you can't even keep it in your pants at work.
So yeah, today has a sense of déjà vu in more than one way. And she has to keep reminding herself that things are different now, that these little reminders are just that, reminders, part of the past. Part of the building, that they mean absolutely nothing. But truth be told, they Do mean something, because she could quite easily rattle off a list of little things like this. The d's desk with the broken leg, a result of more inappropriate workplace goings on. The broken chair down in maintenance that ended up there after they realised that it couldn't hold both of them, which they discovered after she refused to move from Sam's lap when he wouldn't agree to Chinese for dinner (he wanted Indian, but they had that last week). These memories are forever engrained in her mind, in the place she works, in her life. A reminder that almost all of the happy memories she has are with Sam, and that deep down in her heart, she knows she wants more of these, new memories. New happy memories with Sam.
So I hope you enjoyed, leave a review to let me know :)
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