It's been a while since I ventured into writing fan fiction. That ending! I have been toying with what happens to Sam, Fi and Maddie after Michael leaves. We all know Jesse is in the hospital. So, what do Sam, Fi and Maddie do while they wait for Michael.
Love these characters. Wished I owned them. Constructive ideas and comments are always welcome.
After Sam left Fi at the Fontainebleau, she wandered slowly up stairs. There was a loud party at the LIV. She had begun to wonder why in the world she had chosen to stay here after Jesse blew up her apartment. The models' bling was as loud as the dance music that was wandering through the lobby. Suddenly, she felt old.
She made her way up to her room. As soon as she got in, she saw that the room had been searched. Draws opened, clothes tossed. A visual metaphor for her life. Michael was god knows where and she couldn't think about it anymore. It was out of her control.
She went to the bathroom and ran the shower. Fi pulled off her shoes and stripped out of her tank and jeans. She left the clothes in a pile and made a mental note to get rid of them. The stepped cautiously into the shower and let the water run over her grime stained body. The smell of gun power, concrete and dust filled her nose. She washed her hair and then stood in the shower for what seemed forever. Her body was as weary as her mind. Finally, the day's physical remnants of the day had nearly disappeared. The emotional toll would take much, much longer.
She put the hotel robe over her wet form. She picked up the clothes and put them in the trash. As she walked into the room, she realized why she had picked this hotel. It was the one they had stayed in after the Rincon job. He had surprised her with an evening alone. She realized that she selected this hotel, this room, as a subtle reminder to Michael of that night. Subtly never worked with Michael Westen. After today, she was sure that directness worked either.
She made sure the do not disturb sign was the on the door and she turned her phone off. She needed peace. She lied down on the bed. She would think of next moves tomorrow.