A little one shot/drabble thing when Amelie visits Sam's grave.

Set shortly after Carpe Corpus.

I slowly kneel down beside Samuel's grave, almost as slowly as a human. I do not care that the dirty earth clings itself to my skirts, which I usually would care bout. However, I am visiting my dear Samuel, and I hardly believe now is a time to be worrying about such things.

I study his grave quite intent fully for a few brief moments, but in doing so it only brings back the horrors of that dreadful event, one which inevitably ended in Samuel's death.

I close my eyes as to not let the forming tears escape and fall down my cheeks-no, I must stay strong, for my dear Samuel. I need to be strong, now more than ever since he has gone. I would hate him to see me loose my composure, see how weak I am without him. I may have not shown it much when he was alive (as alive as he could be for a vampire) but I really feel useless and helpless without him.

Samuel was always there, he was my fuel to keep me strong. Whether he knew it or not, he had helped me in my role as Founder for Morganville. Now, Founder means nothing. Because of my father. He had to return. He had to cause riot and rifts. I regret the day I gave him reason to hate me. Yet, it has happened. And there is nothing I can do about it.

Yet I must.

I must do something. For Samuel's sake, if not my own or if not for Morganville. He did not deserve to die- especially for nothing. I regret that I let him become a part of the plan. I regret letting him taking the poison. I regret letting him become the sacrifice.

Why couldn't it have been anyone else apart from him?

The vivid memory of him, slipping away, as he lay dying in my arms still haunts me. There is not at least once when I don't think of him during the day. Everything reminds me of him. Morganville reminds me of him.

I will do something. I may not know what that is exactly just yet, but I will. I will not let Samuel die for nothing. He helped all of us for a price, which was his life.

I wish I had shown my feelings for him in a better way. I wish I had spoke those three, small words earlier, and more often in his life. I have now let that chance slip by. And for that I cannot live with myself.

I want to die. Be with him.

Yet I know I can't. For the sake of Morganville and Samuel. He would be disappointed in me if I gave in like that. If I took the coward's way out of things.

With all of that- this is why I am here, at his graveside. Even as he lays dead-for good- underneath the earth, forever preserved as he was when he was walking with me and others- he still gives me support.

On that final note, I let the tears silently fall and roll down my cheeks, onto his grave.

I love you, Samuel.

I cried so much when Sam died :'(

He was one of my favourite characters.

So I thought I do this little drabble on Amelie's thoughts and feelings, as it has been sitting on my computer for a while :L

Sorry if it is bad-not used to 1st person and present tense xD

Anyway, Please review.

Erinn xx